
All of this is happening and Davis is happening with it. It's perfect music. It's Davis -- a trumpeter -- writing songs where the rhythym section and guitar go on for eight minutes before he even breaths and blows a note into his instrument.
Once the notes began to waft through the air, it's all over. It's part of life. Might as well be the birds singing or the crickets chirping. It's like the perfect score to a movie that you come out saying, "I enjoyed the music more than I enjoyed the experience."
With Davis, you enjoy listening more than you enjoy the experience of living, working and sleeping. This was released a decade after his more important works, but Davis showed that he's more relevent as days pass.
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