This song is too excellent. The descending melody followed by a stepwise ascension in the bass is so simple like the garden of Eden birds singing a contrapuntal melody of grief.
I don't get around much anymore...a confession and sad refrain from a broken man trying to keep his dignity. The song is from 1940 post- Cotton Club era Duke...it was republished in 1973 and that's the copyright.
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A dark composition with some brilliant turns - lovely! Wish it were a little longer perhaps.
The longer and darker and more drunk version wouldn't upload. But that's ok because now it is contradicted by my finally getting off my ass and around.
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