Miles (Listening to “All Blues”)
The shuffling brushes. The horns, the two saxophones in tandem, in harmony. Miles entering. This is the first jazz I remember, first I considered. Brought inside, felt in the gut. I was into blues, was drifting from Sixties White Blues kids, from Clapton and Yardbirds to Paul Butterfield and Michael Bloomfield to John Lee Hooker and Elmore James. Muddy Waters was like a bread-basket gut punch of raw power.
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