Clair de Lune
Kamasi Washington Lyrics


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MISHU

I'm in the capital city of Kenya, Nairobi right now.
Its 53 minutes past 5 am and its Raining,
I'm all tucked in and relaxed while listening to this.

Man,
This must be what heaven sounds like.
This right here is just Everything
🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

This Piece has literally made Love to Me, artistically and I'm so Happy I came across this, right now.



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Tori Monique

You know it’s MAGIC when the back of your brain gets tingly, you’re eyes begin to water and you can visualize the journey the song is taking you through.

Kirst Sub

No friend, that's a serious medical condition

Lidda Berkley

Ooooh... U felt it, huh?

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The Zigzagman

While it's playing you think it will never end.

Once it does, you feel the weight of its absence.

THOTH

similar to love

Ethan Hill

The horns are “heavy” almost literally. Not a dirge but not a TOWER OF POWER horn arrangement. I might include this on my requested wake playlist. And damn the singers and strings or synthesizers soar. Guy is scheduled to perform at the NEWPORT JAZZ FESTIVAL Summer 2023. I might attend to see him perform under that banner.

Mark Nardone

I met the man on a Saturday night at a brimming Blue Whale in Little Tokyo, Los Angeles... I have been playing sax for a year now and I like to talk to all the saxophonists I hear live. I had no idea who the man was and as he left the stage and headed over to the bar, he was using a very small wooden cane to walk and he seemed much different from the rest of the quintet he was with, as he didn’t seem as untouchable as I find most musicians of his caliber — though, I suppose it’s easy to think that when most people at that venue are always waiting to approach the musicians.

He had this sort of slow, steady saunter, an impenetrable calm about him that was quite out of place in a city like Los Angeles. He seemed impervious to the bustle and chatter around him, like he walked around with his own quiet force field. His slow approach felt like a freight train bound for collision, yet, very much graceful and almost ethereal. Nervous and reluctant, I stopped him on his way to the bar and I asked him if it was alright if I trouble him for some advice. He said, "Of course, man!", with a warmth that felt like we’d known each other for years! He told me that all it took to get to where he was, was to just keep playing our horn. I was floored that it was that simple. It took me a moment to process the sheer simplicity of what he’d told me — it was something absolutely forlorn to me, being the confused, anxiety-ridden, overtly cerebral, and pedantic twenty-two-year-old that I was at the time! I told him that I would be on that stage one day and he looked deep into my eyes, offering his hand, and asked me what my name was. I shook his hand and told him my name, as a smile I hadn’t felt in months slowly crept over my face. He said it was nice to meet me and gave a short bow of his head. After I returned the gesture, we both went our separate ways. Walking back to my seat, I felt an inescapable calm come over me, a peaceful surety I’d never had throughout the short span of my entire music career. I like to think it was the knowledge felt from him that life didn’t have to be so complicated, that all would happen as it should, so long as I did what I could. Or maybe it wouldn’t. It’s amazing what the mere presence of a person can do. The essence of who he was could be felt almost immediately! And I had no idea who he was, I was just floored by his insane modal solo!

I’ll never forget that day. It’s crazy to think about how terrified I was upon first approaching him, but, looking back, I’m really glad that I did. It sure helped that he was quite tender and sincere, and It boggles my mind how he stays so humble with the level of notoriety he has in the music sphere. I’ve always looked up to the likes of John Coltrane, Bill Evans, and Miles Davis since I started playing the saxophone. I can now say, sincerely, that I look up to Kamasi Washington — a revelation on the saxophone and a pioneer for music as a whole, but, moreover, an astounding human being!

childpleaz85

Cool story bro....seriously, thats a dope ass story lol

Mark Nardone

What I find to be most astounding and, actually, quite funny, is that it was PAINFULLY obvious I had no idea who the man was and, looking back, I can say with conviction he was completely aware of the aforementioned circumstance. He didn’t seem to mind at all. A curious warmth about him betrays the stoic look upon his resting face. It baffles me how he stays so humble despite his status in the music industry. I will never forget that day. Remember, folks, according to him, all it takes to be successful in music is to “Just keep playing, man.”

Jonathan Rivera

Mark Nardone Jazz is lame 😴

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