For M.

I am sorry that that unreliable prick left you shipwrecked in a strange town. But what a wonderful backlash train ride we had (together) instead! Right on track - fight back! Just like Miles and Bird on a Mystery Train. Ya know, ya know ... It seems to me that deep in the hearts of mankind (so-called), it's actually JAZZ that rules the world. Or maybe you're right, it's perhaps The Blues instead. Both are very close, the twin sisters of (anti) conformity. Are we down? I'm down, down, down with the Music, man! It's that intense longing, that Thing that goes on and on without end and brings screaming trumpets and raging hell-hole saxophones to the forefront of society, trying to save it or destroy it with some cryptic language all it's own. Music is Friendship, is Love, is Sex, is Death. A good solo makes the world go 'round, cries in unison with the band, screams like a lover at dawn (satisfied) in the moment of passion so real that Time (so-called) stops completely ... and we wonder if we can possibly endure more? Peace. -Todd