oh lordie. I found "Ghosts" by Albert Ayler online. I love this piece. it's a live version. I knew the studio one, which I haven't heard in years. it is hesitant and exuberent, both. Ayler and company stumble onto a melody, exult in it, then exult in reshaping and I'll even say murdering it. there's a sense of the musicians being in separate rooms, hearing rumours of music elsewhere and sending out their giddy contributions. it's a short piece, 2:08. reminds me of Moby Grape's fabulous "Omaha" in that both pieces cram a lot of music and feeling into a short span.