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The plaintiff notes of a tenor sax wafted over the pier as the fog rolled in. It didn’t matter. The player was beneath the pier using the concrete to reflect the notes give the whole scene an ethereal feel. I couldn’t locate him. I heard the notes and listened to be sure it wasn’t a canned recording. It was a live performance. I finally got an image beneath the concrete. Well done.


A few minutes later up on the pier a bongo joined him. They spoke the music together neither musician seeing just playing off one another. Brilliant. And then they were done.


One response

  1. You took us there . . . lovely.

    June 18, 2017 at 1:24 pm

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