“Once there was Louis Armstrong blowing his beautiful top in the muds of New Orleans; before him the mad musicians who had paraded on official days and broke up their Sousa marches into ragtime. Then there was swing, and Roy Eldridge, vigorous and virile, blasting the horn for everything it had in waves of power and logic and subtlety - leaning into it with glittering eyes and a lovely smile and sending it out broadcast to rock the jazz world.” WorldEyeBeautifulRocksMusicianLogicMadJazzWaveLovelyBrokeOfficialsMarchSwingsMudNew OrleansHornsVigorousSubtletyArmstrongBroke UpRagtime Book:On the Road Source: On the Road
“I can't remember coming across a more precise evocation of innocence lost since Golding's The Lord of the Flies. With The Death of Sweet Mister, Daniel Woodrell has written his masterpiece-spare, dark, and incandescently beautiful. It broke my heart.” HeartI CanBeautifulRememberLostDarkLordWrittenSweetMy HeartBrokeInnocenceSparesPreciseMasterpieceBroke My Heart Author:Dennis Lehane