Herbie Mann Comin' Home

Friday, May 21, 2010

The Discriminator


Each morning, this college term starting a bit later than my really early morning gigs, the traffic is thicker, the light evident, no darkness keeping drivers in the house for a last few minutes of cave life.

So the roads feel denser, the cars ride higher, the bustling more assertive, the nerves more anxious to beat a clock, the competitive edge of everyone at a level fit for arrest.

Life among others. 

A seat at the Monster Truck Rally.


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