That’s the word we use
for the abrupt suddenness
of the old rubber-squeezed car horn
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Your words capture that evocative trumpet sound from the first parp. The piece oozes musicality, using the old lyrics to convey the mood and cool of the jazz scene. A splendid tribute to this master musician, whose notes soared like birds and who looked like another James Dean, before the heron took hold. Sad sad sad... love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I like this interplay between trumpet and voice. And what a nice tribute to Chet, tying in titles. Coincidentally, this last week I was listening to him sing 'There Will Never Be Another You.' Or as we used to call it, 'Shepherd's Lament.'
'civilian trumpet' ...i love how those two simple words contrasted the two previous stanzas so succinctly. Chet Baker is one of those jazz trumpeters you don't hear much about. it's always Miles or Dizzy. Geniuses in their own right, but it's time Chet had his due. nice tribute, mate. Jake