Music To My Ears

Music To My Ears

What are you to me? That’s easy. You’re like a scene in Harlem, Broadway and 48th street. Somewhere between 1927 and 1938. You’re trapped in time, caught on a melodious wave that travels back to Duke in his prime. You’re like Lady Day crooning about Strange Fruit, blurring the lines of racism – if only for a brief moment – from any given stage, on any given day. You’re a majestic songbird to say the very least. Speaking of Bird, you’re what flowed through the veins of Charlie Parker back in 1939, when he broke the unspoken rules of the chromatic scale. You’re Ella and I’m Louis. Together we create a booming vibe surpassed by none other. No one can deny your passion, your love,  your energy, nor your spirit. Your soul is identical to the sound that romances the world. To sum all of this up ever so plainly, you are simply music to my ears.

Written by Tamica Nicole © 2016
Photo Credit: Jazz art print by Zuhal Arslan

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