Monday, January 17, 2005
jazzbomb
masked and unkempt, jazz musicians in basements make their mouths move as drums walk around looking for the new Vietnam. The Arcade Fire are actually good--who would have known? but, this is about jazz--atemporal, sweaty and comfortable thumps that groan in thick taps. looking out of windows.
hip-hop was never meant to die.
(branford marsalis is the devil)
