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Miles On A Good Day

The men’s room at Birdland was, like the rest of the club, pretty much about economies of scale. A pair of urinals too close together. One cramped toilet stall. One gray-jacketed, tired old attendant who maybe could feel the vibrations through the walls when Philly Joe was playing “Two Bass Hit.” But there was no way of telling if he cared about the music or the people playing it.The Miles Davis Sextetand#151;the Kind of Blue ensembleand#151;was on break… [ read more ]


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