“Sob on the long cool winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen.”
~ Carl Sandburg ~
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“The saxophone is so human. Its tendency is to be rowdy, edgy, talk too loud, bump into people, say the wrong words at the wrong time, but then, you take a breath all the way from the center of the earth and blow. All that heartache is forgiven. All that love we humans carry makes a sweet, deep sound and we fly a little.” ~ Joy Harjo