Jazz. The nature of musical improvisation. Jazz. Don’t give me any of it. Jazz. Shit falling into place. Jazz. There are no mistakes. Jazz. Coltrane knew something. Jazz. Always saying yes. Jazz. A basketball team in Utah. Jazz. Thelonious dancing, crazy. Jazz. Definition of no definition. Jazz. Bologna sandwich. Jazz. Extra mustard. Jazz. Makes me nauseous when played with a flute in fluttering cacophony. Jazz. Kenny G, retire. Jazz. A day’s pay. Jazz. The night is young. Jazz. People are their personal nemesis. Jazz. I don’t believe you. Jazz. A nickname. Jazz. Nod your head, wear your glasses, that’s cliché, that’s cliché. Jazz. Stockton to Malone. Jazz. Dizzy to Bird. Jazz. The structure of the night, told again, told again – understood. Silence as sound. Beauty without reason. A beat, lost – a rhythm, a found. Jazz. Do whatever you want, as long as you can do everything- there it is, now it’s there. There is here. Makes no sense. Doesn’t matter. Jazz. Nothing erased, everything finished, completed, without shame.
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