Wednesday, October 01, 2008

A Love of Jazz

I've found myself of late falling deeper into love with jazz. Now is a great time for a jazz joke. Go ahead. You know you want to. Let me suggest a few.

Q: Where do old rock musicians go to die?
A: Jazz...

Q: Where do jazz musicians go to die?
A: Who cares?

A One Liner:
  • Jazz isn't dead, it just smells funny.

A jazz musician dies and goes to heaven. To his delight, he learns when he gets there that he will be joining the big band. The saxophones are Johnny Hodges, Charlie Parker, Lester Young, Coleman Hawkins and Harry Carney. The trumpets include Miles Davis, Dizzy Gillespie, Louis Armstrong and Roy Eldridge. The trombones are equally great. Papa Jo Jones is on drums, Oscar Pettiford on bass and Art Tatum is on piano. But when he gets to the first rehearsal Gil Evans, the arranger-conductor, pulls him aside and says:
"Listen, I just have to warn you about one thing. God has this girlfriend who sings..."

Anyway, I'm having a lot of fun doing jazz. I'm looking forward to the next performance of "Asaph". Also I've been writing some stuff lately. We'll see if do anything with it. Perhaps I'll post something here for your listening pleasure.

Gotta go be productive now. Lates.

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