And at the risk of sounding like a freak, I realized this week that one of the many appealing things to me about jazz is...well....it can be emotional.
Actually, what brought this on was the sudden memory of the last time I saw Elvin.
A friend and I were fortunate enough to be sitting at a table with some of our own local heroes.
(I'm not dropping names....let me just say, if I were the sort, I'd have been star struck just to be sitting with these guys)
I will never forget seeing one of these men tear up during Elvin's first solo.
It's one of those things....if you get it you get it, if you don't.....that's OK too.
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