Jul 28, 2006 03:27
[gee but it's hard to capture a mood in 55 words; please to critique]
One night between jobs he stopped to hear an old friend play jazz in a bar that was an old friend itself.
She had switched to electric bass, owing to an injury. This found him listening mostly for note choices.
Which were brilliant. When she played Ellington, he forgot he was the only patron listening.