Solo Dance He wakes and stretches his body He's in a hot sweat Oh Lord! I see her and she's in the recent past There she is. She is a-coming in a trance dance Loosening up in every inch of supple muscle every joint She uncoils her hot body inch by aching inch Hot Hot Hot Until she has unlocked herself as only she can see feel Dancing in slow circles across the darkened room she Dodges in and out of shadows and the light Now you see her black body and now you don't In her mind the wail of pain the body she sold Time and time again She twists and turns and As she does the pain starts to wane She wails no more Tears trickle and die down her chin She's a devil woman No! Not so! She's a dancer Maybe but a devil woman all the same humming off key In praise of this big black body she's so proud of... In The dying of last night's yellow light And then again Crying: "Oh Lord, forgive me for this black body And the one Joined once more" Didn't really love her Just had to have her The aching in my guts made it so... Then lying on my back, this night Heaving with her body Carrying me so ecstatic and away to places in my head I'd never been before It felt so real the walking Running Panting Tired of it all yet wanting so much more But she just cursed Hot dog woman Damn Damn Damn Gimme more! My fat hands on her back Gimme more And I Falling Falling Wailing Crying Waking up where I'd never been before Never thought I would be right here at your feet Oh Lord I see you looking deep into my head and into My soul on ice on the floor Now the heat's gone it's morning Oh Wrap your arms around me Take me home Love me like I've always dreamed it would be Not like this Not ever Not like this Like this So many voices in my head All of them Not like this
Duet Solo Dancers She's back! Hold me now softly Your black skin Touching my dark skin Ours not darkened by the cruel sun But by the Lord Oh Lord For this you marked us down With your dark-colored brush Oh never mind Rock me gently Let's you and me rock gently Skin to black skin Touching Cheek to cheek Thigh to thigh gently going where the wave This new wave we've discovered Take me back and Forward Twirl me Whirl me Let's get carried Away Far away from this darkened room and the pain of 'Nigger boy' and 'nigger girl' Let's bathe our skin In the bright white light Let's blind them from within Blind them so they do not see us dancing here Just shadows of this day that the Lord has made Dance with me Share my pain Weep with me Share my sorrow Write every cry and every howl Paint every tear crystal clear Then make it drip With your immortal wet brush No, your bow Paint the tears that flow deep down low in my gut Ours The pain of being together in this dark room Trying to rock the waves of pain away Move me gently here Now arch your body Take me there Oh Lord you are so good Dull this ache softly Gently stretch your body Spin me around Spin us away I said spin us away into the bright Light out of these damp wet shadows Let's you and me Shine Oh Yes Let our blackness shine Oh my black prince Twirl me Whirl me Let our sweet song burst Out of this wave Old wave New wave Whatever... Arm and arm locked Twist Untwist Bodies sway Away Away To the place you promised me That we would always be Just you and me And tender kisses every second of every minute of every Hour of the long long day Never ending With us apart Whirl me Twirl me Away Away Into the night bright light Glowing Flowing freely through Our black black bodies Yours and mine
I love jazz because it is in my blood. It is the only original American art form. It is sacred. The greatest musicians are jazz artists.
I was first exposed to jazz in 1961 listening to my father's records of Duke Ellington, Billy Strayhorn, Count Basie, Nat King Cole, Ben Webster, Coleman Hawkins, Lester Young.
I met Sonny Stitt, Wayne Shorter, Branford Marsalis, Joey Calderazzo, Michael Brecker, Cannonball Adderley, Walter Booker, Dave Liebman, Joe Lovano, George Benson, Mike
Stern, Stanley Turrentine, Billy Harper, Skip Hadden, Charlie Haden.
The best show I ever attended was Joe Lovano with Soundprints at the Wexner Center in Columbus Ohio in 2014.
The first jazz record I bought was Miles Smiles.