Why do you love jazz?
in the air - the shock of a
lightening bolt -
How do you analyze this?
COMES TO YOU
it hits you - just like anything really...
The air propels further -
Why do you, me, we - love jazz?
I guess you can call it an outlet...for all the
electrical energy it brings to us.
It's happiness. It's beautiful.
It's tragic. It's RAW. It's historical.
It's modern. It's changing. It's tradition.
It's a bunch of people. It's an experience.
It's a culture.
But, if I had to really say WHY I LOVE JAZZ...
I'll tell you the secret -
It's the BUDDY I always wanted for myself.
Someone - SOMETHING - always there. Through
thick and thin - a buddy - to guide me through life. And
wherever I travel I can carry this buddy with me. You can
lose everything, everyone, anything - people turn, change,
leave you, hate you, break you open...
disappointment, guilt, anger...
man, this cat stays.
|My sketch of Bud Powell|