ok

here we go

light a cig'

turn the music on. free jazz. freeing jazz. free strange jazz. all that jazz. all is jazz. with bagbipes. odd, some might say, but then again, whatever takes the edge off.

it screams, and it cries, and it makes you feel unstable. yes, unstable, like kind of drunk-state-of-the-art unstable, tripping against chairs and getting bruises without even knowing and ignoring it. that kind.

but still happy free jazz, that gets you smiling all of a sudden, because of all of those sounds that you hadn't imagined to come out of a saxophone. happy, because it's surprising, and  if there are any real incurable diseases, curiosity is one of them [forget about the cat]. and there's no better trip for curious people, than a well diserved surprise. and bagpipe, free-jazz.

"Bagpipes are the only instrument that could scare off an electric guitar", as Van Morrison would put it.

oh, g.l.o.r.i.a.

enjoy:)

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