Another night of jazz,
And what a night!
Taken back in time
To the sounds of Django of Stephane.
The four of them on stage
Taking me into a new world,
Hardly a sound around me
Except for the music,
The music coming into my mind
And flowing into my heart.
Such a beautiful sound
From those distant days
Brough to life by this group.
Yet another evening to remember.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 29th, 2023 01:05
- Comment from author about the poem: Went to the Jazz Club last night and saw a group called "Swing from Paris", 2 guitars, bass and violin, they were tremendous.
- Category: Special occasion
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Comments4
Flowing into my heart , and that sums it all up Mr Finch, as you are a man after mine own heart
So true Bobby, the music just flowed into my heart, thank you for your comment.
Andy
Do me just cuz I spread joy and yourself a favor and listen to Kind of Blue by Miles Davis the greatest jazz recording ever.
On the first tune , SO WHAT, Grant yourself the pleasure of absorbing the rhythm section play a few bars and then the smooth entry of Miles that gives goosebumps. It’s simple yet complex and deepens even after one hundred plays.. please my friend and please hit me back. I’d be happy as a lark and what more could a Finch ask.
Thanks in advance Andy.
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A fine write Gold.
I was not there, or if I was, they drowned me out!
No you weren't there as there was no singing at all.
Andy
Ah, nothing like jazz on a beautiful summer evening. 🤗
So true Teddy, thank you.
Andy
The nostalgia is so alive! 👌🏼
It certainly is Garth, thank you.
Andy
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