Blues For Eric Dolphy (On The Bass Clarinet)
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A laugh. a cough. A contrapuntal grunt,
growling down, grinding from the round
grounds of bass. But now a force, a shunt
of breath, and now a pounding flurry! Sound,
upscaling ciphers of a city night:
Weaves of voices, merging with the street-
carhorn sqwawks and sidewalk jive; red bright
flashing niteclub lights; sharp spatshoe feet
pavement-tapping Kupra shuffles; squeals
from hepstance zootsuit spenders of last change;
hatbrims, coatfurs, cab-home jokelaugh peals:
Flourescing sound in sky-extending range
from Dolphy's clarinetted multitone!
Shout Loud! Now Sound Out! Here Comes Everyone!
growling down, grinding from the round
grounds of bass. But now a force, a shunt
of breath, and now a pounding flurry! Sound,
upscaling ciphers of a city night:
Weaves of voices, merging with the street-
carhorn sqwawks and sidewalk jive; red bright
flashing niteclub lights; sharp spatshoe feet
pavement-tapping Kupra shuffles; squeals
from hepstance zootsuit spenders of last change;
hatbrims, coatfurs, cab-home jokelaugh peals:
Flourescing sound in sky-extending range
from Dolphy's clarinetted multitone!
Shout Loud! Now Sound Out! Here Comes Everyone!
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i recommend, for any one interested, his only Blue Note record, "Out To Lunch"
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green