Jazz has found me by chance — stitched in sin, hitched to win.

I tuned the drums last night and played for a bit. Somewhere in the jamming I turned to jazz. Sang standards in my head and pretended to be a less assholeish (and talented) version of Buddy Rich. My arms didn’t last long. All my attention has been on the guitar lately.

My media player keeps shuffling to all my jazz music. Chance can be a funny thing sometimes.

Exam studying to do.

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~ by shawp on April 21, 2008.

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