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Being a new kid hereabout, let me manifest what happens to me almost every time I take time to feed myself by Miles Davis' flying chords.
It should read more complicated than the following story, but please forgive my poor words that have less power than what it requires.
I push "play" button for, let say for "Fiesta", and It is always being an act of re-creation of what hopefuly the similar "thing" at least, that was synthesized in Davis' own brain. The "thing" may not necessarily needs a trompet, but it does and should, take a media fust to be conveyed, where eventually,by fortune, being a trompet which also had a ghost in it, I believe. The re-creation of tunes, resultingly seems to me as it moves, taking none of any physical tool, from a brain out there to my own. I always have to remind myself that it happens as simply as a man out there, plays a trompet and I simply listen.
I think I'll need to hear these tunes during my voyage from the life to another one just for a comfort and tastefull trip.
Remain well tuned dear everyone,