I take the cross-country night flight home to Somerville, Mass., today. The Earshot Jazz fest was great. Much of the written word that surrounds music comes as previews, reviews, and press material, but there's no shortage of colloquial spoken word, appropriately enough for an ephemeral medium. Choice verbiage in the jazz cat glossary: cat, mother fucker, horn, dig, killin, vibin.
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