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Lagniappe

Jenise CookSeptember 2, 2019

Lagniappe written by: Jenise Cook @jenisecook Sweet, hot, spicy, cool; the jazz band’s tunes fill me with the taste of music....

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The Last Jazz Fan

Kenneth SalzmannAugust 21, 2019

The Last Jazz Fan written by: Kenneth Salzmann The last Jazz fan slipped from the world one night like the amorphous notes of a trumpet solo at cl...

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Lament For Jazz

Stanley W. ShuraMarch 29, 2019

Lament For Jazz written by: Stanley W. Shura A walk down the path no simple thing do I undertake to find my swing. There lies a man hungry and col...

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Unexpected Presence On Christmas Eve

JazzcatDecember 24, 2018

Unexpected Presence On Christmas Eve written by: Catherine Lee How do you date the onset of union? A first kiss wetting on West Paterson NJ jaz...

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New Orleans #12

Grant GuyMarch 3, 2018

New Orleans #12 written by: Grant Guy What is What is I ask what is Sometimes it lifts us up Sending us beyond beyond the stellar regions Right T...

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Farewell Hugh

Aurora KastaniasJanuary 31, 2018

Farewell Hugh written by: Aurora Kastanias Dedicated to Hugh Masekela Grazin’ in the grass was mellow indeed when you blew into your trumpet...

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JOEY ALEXANDER (More Than A Child Genius)

Norberto Franco CisnerosJanuary 31, 2018

JOEY ALEXANDER (More Than A Child Genius) written by: Norberto Franco Cisneros He plays jazz as if he had invented it Arpeggios augmented, minored...

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Bodies In The Basement by M. Taggart

It was a crisp, damp, October night.
“When we get to the Church I’ll go down first.” Colin was thinking of the moment when both he and Aaron would be standing at the top of the basement stairs peering down into the darkness.
The old stone Church was perched at the top of the largest hill on the prep school’s campus. Colin’s parents were professors at the school and their house was on campus grounds. They’d been waiting for Colin’s parents to fall asleep upstairs. Both boys were comfortable in their sleeping bags on the screened in porch. The lights had been turned out an hour ago and Colin felt it was time to slip into the night ...