Ayler's stuff has gone into my music rotation. I laugh to hear this music, it is giddy, happy, perfectly evolved into the moment where we meet. I'm feeling a little crunchy now, seeing my father disappear but jeez is there a meeting in a fluid position of musical out and out? the noise is exuberence, this moment when I could be to you. something that I could hand you...
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