Thursday, October 13, 2011

Bird Lives

In my heart, in my soul, in the very tips of my fingers graced to press mother-of-pearl key to gold-plated brass along my Yamaha 62 Mark II. Every artist ever born pales in comparison to the artistry of him, who I view as the quintessential -- beautifully flawed, tormented but singularly talented.

Charlie "Yardbird" Parker... you are why I still pick up a saxophone, dare to press my lips to the mouthpiece and blow.


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