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Rich, flashy, puffy-faced, Hebrew and Anglo-Saxon, The overlords sprawl here with their glittering darlings. The smoke curls thick, in the dimmed light Surreptitiously, deaf-mute waiters Flatter the grandees, Going easily over the rich carpets, Wary lest they kick over the bottles Under the tables. The jazzband unleashes its frenzy. Now, now, To it, Roger; that's a nice doggie, Show your tricks to the gentlemen. The trombone belches, and the saxophone Wails curdlingly, the cymbals clash, The drummer twitches in an epileptic fit Muddy water Round my feet Muddy water The chorus sways in. The 'Creole Beauties from New Orleans' (By way of Atlanta, Louisville, Washington, Yonkers, With stop-overs they've used nearly all their lives) Their creamy skin flushing rose warm, O, le bal des belles quarterounes! * Their shapely bodies naked save For tattered pink silk bodices, short velvet tights, And shining silver-buck...

my swing is more mellow these days: not the hardbop drive i used to roll but more of a cool foxtrot. my eyes still close when the rhythm locks; i’ve learned to boogie with my feet on the floor i’m still movin’, still groovin’ still fallin’ in love i bop to the bass line now. the trap set paradiddles ratamacues & flams that used to spin me in place still set me off, but i bop to the bass line now i enter the tune from the bottom up & let trumpet & sax wheel above me so don’t look for me in the treble don’t look for me in the fly staccato splatter of the hot young horn no, you’ll find me in the nuance hanging out in inflection & slur i’m the one executing the half-bent dip in the slow slowdrag with the smug little smile & the really cool shades

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ModPo Webcast 09-18-2013

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