So, dude, we're practicing for our Fat Tuesday Blues and Jazz Party tonight - a totally hot gig with some of my favorite people/artists/musicians playing smokin' blues and jazz - when in comes this video from brother Vince (a killer San Francisco artist) of my flesh and blood brother at a recent poetry reading.
Freakin' jumpin' Jack Kerouac Batman - we were channeling the same groove tonight in different places - groovin' on the spirit of Bop and Blues and everything North Beach but in a totally bi-coastal way. Check it out... my brother Phil going to town in the great Jazz Mecca by the sea (that's Pacific, man.)
Damn, but I wish me brother where here on THIS coast for Fat Tuesday: I am truly wishing he were in the house but loving this gift via the blessings of technology. We'll do it up right and share some Tom Waits' in his honor.
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