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“They teach you there’s a boundary line to music. But, man, there’s no boundary line to art.” —Charlie Parker

Hear the cosmic gas sighing
Dark chords bleeding together
Primal rhythms replying
Deep-down blues grieve forever

Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.

Lao-Tzu

Jazzy blues fly off the cuff
Impromptu intuitions
Quantum symmetry-like stuff
Inventing superstitions

Life is a lot like jazz… it’s best when you improvise.

George Gershwin

Jiving, riffing, infusing
Penetratingly sifting
Blues music soothes heart bruising
Jazz’s mojo’s uplifting

 I merely took the energy it takes to pout and wrote some blues.

Duke Ellington

Syncopated galaxies
Fusing blues and all that jazz
Orchestrate insanity
Sighing musical blue gas

Space music’d be really something… but they don’t have no gravity up there. You couldn’t have no downbeat!

Miles Davis



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