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Clubscene - WordJazz TENORMAN
A cool morning of afterjazz covers the quiet city as it plugs in for a new day of noise and hurry worry and a flurry of prep for another warm night sailing from spot to spot digging the sounds and styles searching for the nirvanic solo that takes you to outer space and back again while the piano plays underneath with the bass and the drums waiting to join forces as the starship Tenorman comes in for a landing and we whistle and smash our hands together in an enthusiastic amen eyes abeam lucky to be so hip.
Steve Kullowatz
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