Jazz is the best kind of music there is. I think so. I feel so.
Otherwise, I cannot imagine why I’m sitting at the bar at The Ned waiting for my table – thank you very much – listening to jazz, and feeling like.
Feeling like a New Yorker in the 1930s.
It’s official – reincarnation is real and I must have been a regular at the speakeasies on the Lower East Side back in the day.