By Matthew Johnson When he wasn’t a Bad Boy yet, But just a Brooklyn boy who did bad things, He’s just here on the hottest day of the year, At his most productive, on…
You told me it was your favorite Billie Holiday song. I was already hooked but silently swooned. Mine’s been You’ve Changed since the waitress I worked with at the Waldorf Astoria told me it was…
Block chords before block chordsafter block chords, I could write aboutthe way the infrastructurecarries the light inside itself,carries ithands on its hips, half-hidden polyphony.I could write about Scarlatti dueling Handel.Scarlatti by himself, reachingsubstituting…