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Tag: jazz

Hot notes

Hot notes

He threw a note out, and I caught it and rode it. I was up the hill where it was hot and sunny but close enough so those cats could chill me. The green flowed all the way down to the stage, I was high enough to surf the rhythm. The crowd was spread out like … read more Hot notes

Posted on September 25, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ImprovisationTags 2003, concert, dance, jazz, music
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