“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
“Then how can you ever know about the beautiful goodness of Mud? How bad it wants to be things. How bad it wants to get on your legs and arms and take your footprints and handprints and how bad it wants you to make it alive! Mud is always ready to play with you. Seriously you should try it!” KnowsWantShouldTryingPlayBeautifulAliveReadyArmsGoodnessLegsMudFootprintHandprints Author:Lynda Barry