Today’s runner is a classic piece of plastic.
“…tell me you “grew up” just a little bit after listening to this album and admit your foot was keeping time with that awesome snare…This may be called “Kind of Blue” but it is all jazz…”
…I listened to this album on a walkman (of all devices) lying back on my sleeping bag alone in a tent in the Indian Grinding Rock State Park Campground listening to it pour outside my tent all day. The contingency of skiers had abandoned me telling me I was crazy to camp in what they predicted would be snow so they kept going to Kirkwood where I would end up a day later – but I would not have missed that 24 hours in an empty campground with Miles Davis, a moody rainy day in a tent, a soggy fire that kept going out because “So What”.
Thanks for the share Meri G.