Actually, I can thank Nutshell Kingdom's Blaine for putting his Smithsonian Jazz Anthology albums on (six!) tapes for me in 1993, or I'd likely never have heard this song enough for it to have burrowed under my skin and stayed there. It may actually be my life-long favorite song. Funny, as the musicians I admire most are the bard-like singer-songwriters. Accordingly, songs I'm excited by usually are heavy on the lyrics. What's more, in general, Free Jazz isn't to my taste much at all. I can take the avant-garde in small doses. I'm more of a Big Band guy, and if I could sing, I'd choose to be a crooner. But still, I love this Ornette Coleman song just about as much as life.
I'm finding a strength of sites like YouTube is easy access to decent or obscure songs, but here again, this sincere offering would be better served with a wave of colors to look at rather than a slide show, so I'd suggest turning your display off, the volume up and closing your eyes. Listen to it over and over. If one person of the twenty-five or so out there hasn't heard this and likes this song a tenth as much as I love it, this tiny effort on my part was more than worth it.
