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9th hour: 11 people
More than 1/3 the way there. worked on strong 2 feel for Brazilian.
Second time through Sonnymoon for Two, but can’t get enough
of a good thing. Kids are holding up amazingly well. Finally got
my coffee, typing much faster. Hey Stevie, playing the blues on
the couch.
Brice: We are now disembarking on a journey of the soul the
men will be separated from the boys, the men from the mice. How
long can one listen to Freddie Hubbard’s Red Clay without
losing one’s sanity. This seem so simple, yet so very, very
complicated. Does this song have a melody? A line? Voicing? We
don’t know, but they’re playing it.
How long can one talk about themself that way? Can you disembark
on a journey, that’s deep!? Brice, we have a couch for you,
just your size. Q: How many chords do you guys know? A: Both of
them! Another jam-style tune, these guys are channelin the bands
I used to hear in SF in the late 60s, (Ross wrote it, called 3:43
Special) maybe it was sleep deprivation after all…the future
of not sleeping (a long forgotten nightmarish soliloquy). Noah’s
gone, he took three pandas (one of each) and slipped away into
stardust reverie. The boy is smarter than we thought.
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