I had planned to do The Young Mods’ Forgotten Story, but I couldn’t get anyone to stand in for Fred or Sam (I would be Curtis, DUHHH). At that point I was just alone in a trench coat, so it was either gonna be this one or Odyssey of Iska.
I found this at the store, put it under my arm and started to walk out. The man behind the counter told me to come back and pay for it, to which I replied Nope – it’s FREE JAZZ, dummy bahahahah. Ha.
Mr. Coleman is your high school art teacher’s favorite sax god, but he’s MY favorite supernerd who studied theory and composition, asked his audience to re-think accepted ideas of chord patterns and harmony, and consistently played like a big ol weirdo from the start even though nobody really got it…until years later, when everybody got it. Sigh.