
easier not to
taxed, unfelt and lacked
a grip and a path towards the castle
into storms, dragged past blue, to white pointed walls
loud screams and slams
now resembling the calm
rooted in uneven
sorted through, thrown out
reduced to four, two and then spoiled brown
stale-mounted frost
a mess of shattered glass in the park, crashed face-first
a caribou shared and a rose substituted for the rest
dark held breath, into red thought
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David Aaron's Short Memory at 55 Bar, NYC
By Budd Kopman
Jazz is more than a musical language that can be learned in school. It is more than playing “this” scale over “that” chord when it is “this” part of a progression to get “that” sound. Jazz is an attitude tied to the creative desire to communicate directly to the listener through music.
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