“. . . the hurling way in which their talk moves, the way his nostrils flare as he tries with an occasional false shyness to avert his glance makes me think of Coleman Hawkins’ 1939 recording of Body and Soul, the one that took the world’s breath away, . . . ”
This is poetry that possesses the feelings that makes Blues and Jazz the most human of all music, therefore existential.
kenne
