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I could finally not be crushed.
Freely show what I felt.
Old Mose, that old mustached, gray-haired, blessed lanky man, cunning and elegantly funny, head held high on his piano! He rolled and bounced with his fingers. Coming down like apple sauce and beer on pale white slices of roast pork loin. With the presage of a double cooking. With Addison Farmer’s bass, with Osie Johnson’s drums. Perfect jazz, very fresh, vintage ‘62: "I Don't Worry About a Thing"(2:17), "It Didn't Turn Out That Way" (2:41), "Your Mind Is on Vacation" (2:35).
Appearing in the morning, he sizzled Straus organic butter on the insensitive pan: all for that fragrant burnt and crispy bacon. Which soon reached scrambled eggs and toasty blacks, tobacco smell, on a plate placed above the piano. Classic revisited: "Let Me See" by Count Basie and Harry Edison (4:08), "The Song Is Ended" by Irving Berlin (2:34).
Aren't you observant, Mose? Or am I dreaming. “Look here!”. What a crucial mix of blues and modern jazz!
Allison! Breathless hero. Still running. Singing like a swallow. You don't transcend in that song. “Look here!”.
- I can sum up for you, son, in two words everything that life has taught me: «Screw you, fool!». But that was before. And it was an abstraction. The recipe is “Go ahead!”
If this life is driving
You to drink
You sit around and wondering
Just what to think
Well I got some consolation
I'll give it to you
If I might
Well I don't worry 'bout a thing
'Cause I know nothing's gonna be alright
You know this world is just one big
Trouble spot because
Tracklist and Lyrics
01 I Don't Worry About a Thing (02:19)
If this life is driving
You to drink
You sit around and wondering
Just what to think
Well I got some consoloation
I'll give it to you
If I might
Well I don't worry bout a thing
Cause I know nothings gonna be alright
You know this world is just one big
Trouble spot because
Some have plenty and
Some have not
You know I used to be troubled but I finally
Saw the light
Now I don't worry bout a thing
Cause I know nothings gonna be alright
Don't waste you time trying to
Be a go getter
Things will get worse before they
Get any better
You know there's always somebody playing with
Dynamite
But I don't worry about a thing
Cause I know nothing's gonna be alright03 Your Mind Is on Vacation (02:37)
You sittin here and yakkin right in my face
I guess I'm gonna have to put you in your place
You know if silence was golden
You couldn't raise a dime
Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is workin' overtime
You quotin' figures and droppin' names
You tellin' stories about the dames
You're overlaughin' when things ain't funny
You tryin' to sound like big money
You know if talk was criminal
You'd lead a life of crime
Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is workin overtime
You know that life is short
Talk is cheap
Don't be makin' promises that you can't keep
You don't like this little song I'm singin'
Just grin and bear it
All I can say is if the shoe fits wear it
If you must keep talkin
Please try to make it rhyme
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