Slip and slide, that's how he plays it;
wrist and ride, he really slays it.
Ride and guide that shiny brass trombone.
Lazy notes, like sunset clouds
drifting high above the crowd,
a shroud of blues
fills the room
with sweet sadness,
and they like it that way.
Play on, shiny brass trombone.
© George Phillips, 2018
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| Sonny Rollins at the Stockholm Jazz Fest Photo by Bent Nyman from Wikimedia Commons |
1 comment:
I hear it playing, feel it down my spine. Play it George.
Marti
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