The Martian Death Flu
So, I have been fighting some kind of nasty illness that I am calling (with all due respect to writer Dave Barry, from whom I am stealing) “The Martian Death Flu.” Of course, what does this have to do with jazz and blues? Very little really, but I will make a stab at it.
It all started exactly one week ago when the weather changed and I began coughing. It was a cough as loud and annoying as any wrong note Charlie Parker may have ever played when he first picked up his saxophone. I could only wish the coughing would …read more
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