Amen to that. Reminded me so much of this reminiscence about Art Blakey in the liner notes of Roots and Herbs.Always happy to spread the gospel according to Dan![]()
Once , when the Messengers were in their station wagon on one of those seemingly interminable trip between dates they came to the outskirts of a small town and seeing a goodly crowd gathered , got out to stretch their legs and see what was happening.
It was a funeral.
They moved up closer.
Intoned the minister , “Does anyone have anything to say before we inter these mortal remains?”
Silence.
Again the question was asked. Again , silence.
At which point they say Art stepped forward and said huskily , “If there is nothing anyone wants to say about the deceased , I hope no one here minds if I say a few words about jazz.”