a night of jazz. it makes me nostalgic again.
big band concerts, i used to be one of the many faces watching on, wondering about the person behind the charm that enamoured some people back then and why i was never spellbound by the same thing, but was mine anyway.
if it was vice versa, i never knew.
the voices, an anamnesis of those days when we sang and laughed, laughed and sang laugh and be merry...remember better the world within a song..laugh for the time is free so we just kept going laughing is contagious and is advantageous, when singing was a representation of all things bright and beautiful; woes drowned and jilted, the symphonies we created in melodic harmony, controversies or concurs.
without a song or dance, what are we so i say thank you for the music, for giving it to me. i love you all. you know who you are.