Living On Nothing But Honey And Smoke
for Albert Ayler (1936-70) & Cleveland Evergreen leather winterwear and a honky-tonk, but salty glissando, a man revealing his baby-life in the dark, when the dark was a scattered ambrosia, but opening plaints with dynamite, and a grill and a tremolo and hard plastic reed. What is self-evident, he said, was a colored disk, a […]