Eric Dolphy/Randall Hartman
Juke Joint Reprisal/Gazonelli
Angular and disjointed
as the articulated landscape
of my life…
not to be flippant,
but are there any surprises
evermore nowadays? Pause
because silence denotes
naysayers work overtime
to let the latter notion
come to be highlighted
in the lobes of our brains,
but just above the lobes
of our ears is ingested
the tympanic enlightenment,
the sheer joy of spontaneity,
and the thrill of establishing
our own rules whilst breaking
new ground and the old blue note laws….
A legacy is often, yet rare.
Falling Out in the Alley Behind the Juke Joint/Hat and Beard
The Dream spell – spelled out on the bars
the interlacing of the 13- moon,
28-day solar/lunar round scales
with the 13-Tone,
20-Tribe galactic spin.
Without the Thirteenth Moon;
without placing the dubious fortune
back into our consciousness,
we remain absolutely trapped
in the complex fixation of form.
With the 13th spherical-lyrical undulation
we have the transcendence
and also the circulation of 4/4 time
and time not revisited…
where has the order of chaos been hiding?
By suppressing the reed
The depressing of mother of pearl keys
Gaining on you could be the absolute
creational principle of mad skill?
the Dream spelled out beyond the treble clef
the interlacing of the ditty digits,
on keys to the solar/lunar universe and chorus
round with the 13-Tone, 20-Tribe galactic spin.
Beam me up to the bridge
Reverberating over the cerebral cortex
Harmonic module collective,
spiritual gestation for the tympanic membrane
and desert consisting of audio soul food…love.
And The Termites Ain’t Leavin’ Neither/Straight Up and Down
See much through that cool blue smoke?
The mirrors ain’t cracked but the window surely is
There’s a creaking in the polished patina as the cup is saucered
And the drinker reclines; wilder than an asp used
By the lonely lion tamer, baby….
It’s all about love…it’s all about giving something back to the community
…now go check that plumbing, daddy-o
You’ll come out more flush than the royalty laid out from the deck…
Fan that smoking ace….Now the stage is lit
So is the listener, and optical orbs discover
Illumination. Draw deep, exhale and smile…it’s hip.
Enjoy the highlife, the stage is totally lit.