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Jazz Song
Contributed by
Angelica
on
Saturday, 9th July 2005 @ 02:32:04 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Poured his soul out through the trumpet
A sweet, smooth syrup felt in your veins
As the moon rocks you slowly back and forth
You always knew she was your mother
And now the saxophone pulling you away from all the chaos
Isn't it so soft? Isn't it so tender?
It understands you
It takes you back home Whatever that means
Don't let the drums disturb your journey
They're simply there to remind you of the bumpy ride
And why when the jazzmen have to stop playing
It doesn't take much to make you smile
Copyright ©
Angelica
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2005-07-09 02:32:04] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Jazz Song
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Saturday, 9th July 2005 @ 02:52:40 AM AEST (User
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Now this one rocks.
Luv it from top to bottom.
Awesome masterpeice!
huggs, smiles, drums,
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Re: Jazz Song
(User Rating: 1 ) by Spike on
Saturday, 9th July 2005 @ 08:20:07 PM AEST (User
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Angelica,
you've captured the essence of the experience so well; the intense, inner change, the synchrony felt with all the parts of the music and its contributors and the lingering influence on the moment on other moments. Your fluid construction, with staccato bumps and all, perfectly mirrors the subject matter.
I very much enjoyed this one, and felt it in my veins, as you meant it to.
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Re: Jazz Song
(User Rating: 1 ) by Angelica on
Saturday, 9th July 2005 @ 08:54:56 PM AEST (User
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Thanks for your comments. Glad you enjoyed it.
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