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192 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1966
Jazz isn't only musicNow this... this is exquisite literature.
It's a language too
A language born of protest
Torn in bloody ragtime from the womb of anger and despair
A secret tongue with which the legions of abused
Cry out their misery and their troubled hates.
This language has a million dialects and accents
It may be a tone of bitter sweetness whispered in a brass-lined throat
Or rush of frenzy screaming out of reed mouths
Or hammering at strings in vibrant piano hearts
Or pulsing, savage, under taut-drawn hides
In dark-peaked stridencies it can reveal the aching core of sorrow
Or cry out the new millennium
It's voices are without number
Its forms beyond statistic
It is, in very fact, an endless tonal revolution
The pleading furies of the damned
Against the cruelty of their damnation