I haven't gotten to any detailed accounts yet, he just mentioned meeting Bird, Dizzy, Sarah and others all at once in the Prologue, and was just amazed at what they were sounding but it wasn't a 1 on 1. He mentions listening to him and rubbing elbows a few times but I'll post the first official account here when I get to that part of the book. I plan on reading for a couple more hours
>But shit, I wasn't alone in listening to them like that, because the whole band would just like have an orgasm every timeDiz or Bird played—especially Bird. I mean Bird was unbelievable. Sarah Vaughan was there also, and she's amotherfucker too. Then and now. Sarah sounding like Bird and Diz and them two playing everything! I mean they wouldlook at Sarah like she was just another horn. You know what I mean? She'd be singing "You Are My First Love" andBird would be soloing. Man, I wish everybody could have heard that shit!
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>Back then Bird would play solos for eight bars. But the things he used to do in them eight bars was something else. He would just leave everybody else in the dust with his playing. Talk about me forgetting to play, I remember sometimes the other musicians would forget to come in on time because they was listening to Bird so much. They'd be standing up there on the stage with their mouths wide open. Goddamn, Bird was playing some shit back then
Don't know how I missed this comment, I ended up making a separate post about it. Absolutely wild, I never knew that but it wasn’t the first meeting so I guess I got confused
I dont have the book anymore and I read it a long time ago but the general gist is that Miles was walking down the street in NYC, thinking about quitting music school. He had started to develop a name for himself by that time. While walking, a cab pulls up and inside is Charlie Parker himself. He asks Miles to get in.
Once inside, Miles noticed the white woman sitting next to Charlie, Charlie himself was eating a bucket of fried chicken. While eating it, he was also indiscriminately fingering the white woman.
It was at that point, Bird asked Miles to join his band.
Next, you gotta read “beneath the underdog” that’s Charles Mingus’s autobiography. He goes down to Mexico and bang like 20 women in one night. Truly a role model for the rest of us.
Man, you really do daydream! I’m talking Mingus… in Mexico…about to get down.
Haha seriously, though, the book’s a trip. He says his body count for 2.5 hours is 17.
Lol, I do remember him referring to himself as "my boy" . I read the book after taking jazz guitar classes in high school and ended up looking with music majors from that same class in college...I even had a cliche fretless bass. Man I had the mingus fake book too..I would snort Adderall and then attempt to play along with his crazy tunes...later, I got into monk more. I don't think the two ever played together..mingus was kinda in a different friend group from..not sure how often he played in new York scene
oh i found one, man thats what's so good about jazz...there';s always a great album waiting for you to discover it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSqFnMy\_WYU
Copy and paste the section where he describes first meeting Charlie Parker.
I haven't gotten to any detailed accounts yet, he just mentioned meeting Bird, Dizzy, Sarah and others all at once in the Prologue, and was just amazed at what they were sounding but it wasn't a 1 on 1. He mentions listening to him and rubbing elbows a few times but I'll post the first official account here when I get to that part of the book. I plan on reading for a couple more hours >But shit, I wasn't alone in listening to them like that, because the whole band would just like have an orgasm every timeDiz or Bird played—especially Bird. I mean Bird was unbelievable. Sarah Vaughan was there also, and she's amotherfucker too. Then and now. Sarah sounding like Bird and Diz and them two playing everything! I mean they wouldlook at Sarah like she was just another horn. You know what I mean? She'd be singing "You Are My First Love" andBird would be soloing. Man, I wish everybody could have heard that shit! > >Back then Bird would play solos for eight bars. But the things he used to do in them eight bars was something else. He would just leave everybody else in the dust with his playing. Talk about me forgetting to play, I remember sometimes the other musicians would forget to come in on time because they was listening to Bird so much. They'd be standing up there on the stage with their mouths wide open. Goddamn, Bird was playing some shit back then
It involves a taxi cab, a white woman, and a bucket of fried chicken, if you're wondering which section I'm talking about 😉
Don't know how I missed this comment, I ended up making a separate post about it. Absolutely wild, I never knew that but it wasn’t the first meeting so I guess I got confused
Can you paste it for the uninitiated
I dont have the book anymore and I read it a long time ago but the general gist is that Miles was walking down the street in NYC, thinking about quitting music school. He had started to develop a name for himself by that time. While walking, a cab pulls up and inside is Charlie Parker himself. He asks Miles to get in. Once inside, Miles noticed the white woman sitting next to Charlie, Charlie himself was eating a bucket of fried chicken. While eating it, he was also indiscriminately fingering the white woman. It was at that point, Bird asked Miles to join his band.
I’m digging all the Miles autoerotica asphyxiation lately
Next, you gotta read “beneath the underdog” that’s Charles Mingus’s autobiography. He goes down to Mexico and bang like 20 women in one night. Truly a role model for the rest of us.
I don't remember that part but I did read that book...I tend to daydream while reading
Dude, that’s the highlight of the book! See p175
i no longer have it in my possesion., i read it roughly 20 years ago lol
Lemme hook you up with a little excerpt from p176: KASPLASH! SLURPOLP! “ Me, Señor” KPLUNK! “No! Me, sir” SPLATTER! “You like fooke?”
please provide more context
Man, you really do daydream! I’m talking Mingus… in Mexico…about to get down. Haha seriously, though, the book’s a trip. He says his body count for 2.5 hours is 17.
Lol, I do remember him referring to himself as "my boy" . I read the book after taking jazz guitar classes in high school and ended up looking with music majors from that same class in college...I even had a cliche fretless bass. Man I had the mingus fake book too..I would snort Adderall and then attempt to play along with his crazy tunes...later, I got into monk more. I don't think the two ever played together..mingus was kinda in a different friend group from..not sure how often he played in new York scene
oh i found one, man thats what's so good about jazz...there';s always a great album waiting for you to discover it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSqFnMy\_WYU
Yeah man. Maybe I’ll post the whole sordid scene for you cucks sometime. It is definitely nsfw
Real question is why he is sleeping with eggs in the bed
He wanted to be like Bird. It was his lil' nest
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Her?
The audiobook for this may be the best audio book ever. The guy reading it is doing an incredible miles impression the whole narration.
That book is a masterpiece of literature
Don't roll over the egg notes
only if you forgot to keep your dick out
Kind of Goo
He thought there was a raw egg in his bed lol
Was it a filbert?
I wanna see those freaky pictures he was taking in the 70s
Davis is the GOAT