I had some friends over for a dinner party last Saturday evening.
Cooked up some veal and pasta, served some Bitburger and Peroni beer, as well as a few bottles of wine.
Times like that give me a chance to try and get people hip to the music. Where the hell are they going to go? My Chihuahua watches the door with the look of a demon on her face, as if to say "sit yo ass down sucka."
I was spinning this very Mingus date the tune was II B.S., and a buddy of mine looked ath the cover and said; "this dude is trying to keep it old school, check him out." Then he said; "shit this is from 1963, I would have never known."
By time the night was over, I had a inquiring minds. Not to mention a wallet that fell out of someones pocket.
Mingus can still reach em.'