The closest Jazz hole to meburnt down in the Old Town fire of Edinburgh =/
Never did get a chance to stroll in, order a double scotch and relax in a ridiculously oversized leather chair.
But I have a dream. And that dream is to find Jazz holes. Not just one, not five, not even ten, but all the holes of Jazz until I've filled each musical gash with my smooth presence. And I will be a man, my son...
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Mon 12 May 2003, 23:56,
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Never did get a chance to stroll in, order a double scotch and relax in a ridiculously oversized leather chair.
But I have a dream. And that dream is to find Jazz holes. Not just one, not five, not even ten, but all the holes of Jazz until I've filled each musical gash with my smooth presence. And I will be a man, my son...