Pink Champagne (for Digby Fairweather) by Adrian Green
Not blues in twelve but there is joy and pink champagne,
the maker’s music trading eights in syncopated synergy from Dixieland to Rock ‘n’ Roll,
and here the cornet-master leads in tones a trumpet cannot blow.
The sidemen nod their harmonies, engrossed; their music coursing through an energy of swing;
piano-player’s fingers dancing round the tune; a lover’s touch caressing melody from bass; and sax, deep throated tenor shouting counterpoint above the drums’ percussive ricochets.
Not blues in twelve, but upbeat late and shimmying like Sister Kate.
The cornet-master blows an emptiness away.
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