unformal jazz

Lorenz

Some slightly faded jazz .

Old tune rediscovered 

in  a story from the past...

Charlie on sax, Duke drives 

the train to Harlem .

Nocturnal reefs : Next stop !

Tonight they're all back 

after a damn tour through eternity ! 

  Cool guys ! 

Let's call the whole in blue moon ...

 Ella, I'm going to treat myself 

to one last summertime ,

and then ,heading off  to  a negro stained south 

who cast its chains into the virgin' cotton...

  Impromptu jazz session amid tamed madness...

Midnight kiss  in a city of sleepwalkers.

In a black -and -bleak  life ...

  Morphic clouds haul ass across a batshit insane piano .

Thelonious architect in disjoint harmonies .

Sydney performing solo in a street of Antibes .

  My foolish heart  drowned in the bayou .

 Oscar gives me a kind of blues ..

Ready to take the elevator to the gallows .

 Miles ,you'll be the man in black ...

   It's hot guys ...

A dang modal who follows me ,note by note vertically,

and swept me into that horizontal night 

shrouded in a sentimental mood ...

  Listen to the awesome sound of this walking bass ! 

Nat left you a message engraved on an autumn leaf : 

 '' Since you went away ,the day grow long ,

but I love you most of  all my darling ..''

  Sad jazz ,soulful beauty and bittersweetness...

  Relax  before suicide ! 

 We 'll meet up  next winter at the breakheart  hotel ...

  But that was back in another era .

  all giants are immortal .

   Louis the sky is blue ! The world is wonderful ! 

There is within us this unformal jazz voice ...

     

 

 

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 11th, 2026 11:00
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