I dreamed my teeth were falling out.
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More Youtube stuff. I’ve found a cool compilation of Chet Baker clips.
I mean, some of my heroes I’ve only seen in still images, you know? To see and hear him play… heck, to SPEAK even… it means a lot to me. He speaks in those smooth, buttery tones you’d expect.
Looks like hell though. This was a man whose substance abuse problems caused him to age awfully, just awfully.
He talks a bit about the incident in California where he was “jumped by five guys” and lost his upper front teeth. Not good for a trumpet player, of course. It took him three years to re-learn to play with a plate and re-emerge on the pro circuit.
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Maybe these clips are from the Baker documentary Let’s Get Lost. Elvis Costello makes an appearance. Someone really ought to release that on DVD.
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At Razzoo’s last night were a man who looked a lot like Samuel L. Jackson and a woman who looked a lot like Salma Hayek.
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Get better, Nadine.
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