Friday, June 5, 2020

Black Codes (from the Underground)

As a failed trumpet player (although not as bad as I was at baseball; sorry on both counts, Virgil), I was in awe of Wynton Marsalis when I first heard him. He was one of the first celebrities I met in person, back in the mid-80s (below). Ellis Marsalis (his father) and Marcus Roberts (who played with Wynton for several years) was the first concert (and first "date") Anne and I went on in 1992.

Black Codes
is an incredible album that will always have a special place in my memory. 

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