“He walked to the stage, and said…”
“I want to play with you.”
“What could I say? I said, ‘sure.’ And he put his saxophone to his lips, and I heard somethin’ as cool as a river … and I heard a force of nature comin’ out of him ...”
Buffalo, 11.22.09
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