Complex, primitive and smooth.
The modern equivalent of a contemporary tribal dance, the celebration of the sun rising in the east and a fiery orange sun melting into the Pacific ocean.
The birth of chill, coolness personified.
The first prince of jazz, your arrangements expanded my imagination and created freedom within a ghetto mind, sophistication par excellance.
The Water Babies are still dancing to the sound of the Man with the Horn....
Eternal Peace.
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