And All That JAZZ, written
by Allen Kanovsky and recited live,
Jazzonian Youth event
10/27/2012
I've been hanging out,
listening to JAZZ since way back in the day.
In hip joints, clip joints
and even get a grip joints.
Coast to coast, even
abroad.
Europe, Asia, Central and Sur
America.
They share a commonality
where ever they may be
The acoustics suck, the
bartenders should be driving trucks.
The only thing that keeps you
coming back is the music,
and All That
JAZZ
Talk "Dixie, "Swing",
"Blues", "Bop" and "Fusion"
Saxophones, Trombones,
Trumpets, Pianos Bass, Drums and Guitars
Duos, Trios and sometimes
Quartets, Quintets, Sextets, Septets and even Octets
and All That
JAZZ
Open that door, blindfolded,
I mean worldwide, and you will be able to find the bar,
or tables or the men's room.
They look alike and most of the time they smell alike.
You're not there for the ambiance. You're there for the music
and All That
JAZZ
There's an exotic tone to a
soprano sax, an almost sexy tone to the tenors and
trumpets jumping in with
alacrity. The rhythm section, piano, bass, drums and guitar
sometimes match your
heartbeat.
Where did it start? Who
started it? When? Why?
No one cares, except
historians. All of us are here for the music
and All That
Jazz.
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