Buddy
Why do you love jazz?
The question
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in the air - the shock of a
lightening bolt -
How do you analyze this?
It just
COMES TO YOU
the love
it hits you - just like anything really...
The air propels further -
Why do you, me, we - love jazz?
Well,
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...
But JAZZ
man, this cat stays.
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| My sketch of Bud Powell |
very powerful words - "people turn, change, leave you, hate you, break you open... man, this cat stays."
ReplyDeleteWell said!