Sunday 12 January 2020

Listened to the Loops

           ...... like the time he'd dashed into Minton's out of the pouring rain and seen this kid playing tenor, making it wail and wriggle around like the horn was a bird whose neck he was trying to wring. Breathing heavy, dripping rain on the floor, he listened to the loops and knots of sound tying and untying themselves.

excerpt from
Geoff Dyer
But Beautiful

Berthold Faust

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