Dream About Nothing and All Your Dreams Will Come True

Wednesday, January 18, 2006


Not a whole lot to say. What I do feel like saying is that this record, "The Roy Haynes Trio," is something else. Haynes, a master drummer who's played with everyone from Charlie Parker to Chick Corea, was 75 when this was recorded, and here he just plays like a bad motherfucker. He easily sounds like three drummers at once, never misses a beat, and keeps your toes tapping even while he's playing the most complicated stuff imaginable. Shit, I'm less that half his age and I get winded climbing two flights of stairs. How the hell does he do it?

Oh well. On an unrelated note, it's now been three weeks and two days without a cigarette. Everyone reassures me that it gets easier with time. Mathematically, this seems to be true, by which I mean that while the cravings aren't any less intense when they hit, they do become gradually more infrequent. They suck the fat one when they hit, though. Make you wanna tear your skin off. All for a frigging piece of paper wrapped around some dried leaves.

BTW, do yourself a favor and find a way to work the word "freedom" into every other sentence you speak while you're on the phone. Unlike freedom, it's free, and will save you a lot of hassle down the road.



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