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Wrapped. 🧐 Posted by @jfreewright on Sep 28, 2022 07:10AM
Wrapped. 🧐
Posted by @jfreewright on Sep 28, 2022 07:10AM
This was June 1987. This was the New York I moved to a year later. Maybe the thing I loved most about my new home was the music. It was everywhere. I loved that it was in these streets! And it was bangin’. Many of the friends I made in NY were musicians - friends I’ve cherished to this day. I got on with musicians, more so really than with most actors (though I found great friends among the acting crowd, too). I play some, but the ear, I think, is my only real instrument. The first time I heard the guy on the sax in this vid I was lifted. Dude was so innovative and free and just badass. I met him November 1, 1989 in Sheep Meadow in Central Park. I remember clearly, even though my All Hallows Day head was still somewhere in the eve. A group of friends and I happened to wander into a small group of folks that included someone very special to me from DC and him. He (and Mavis, his mom) would become very special to me, too, for too many reasons to explain here. He started tossing a frisbee with one of the guys I was with. His dreads danced around his head in the afternoon sunlight. I remember. Our friendship began that day. I just thought he was so cool - the type of person I’d hoped to know in NY. And then, sometime later, when I heard him play…man, wow. This cat blows!!! Like a scion of Coltrane. His name was Brett Miles. When I was to play Sidney Bechet a couple years later, I asked Brett to teach me clarinet. He did. He called me Reed Lapper. I learned so much music from him over the years and much more. He exuded music and painting and story and everything. He barely slept. Just seemingly always in creation mode. Either taking in art or putting art out. Life & joy radiated from him like fountains. He passed yesterday, back home in Edmonton. He’d moved back years ago with Dani after NYC had been enough. Edmonton was home because his dad, Rollie Miles (a DC native) had gone out there to become a Hall of Fame running back with the legendary Edmonton Eskimos of the ‘50s. Brett & his dad shared a birthday. And they passed on the same day, 27 years apart. Brett. Rare human. Special friend. As he would always say, at the end of a call, including our last…PEACE!!! Posted by @jfreewright on Aug 18, 2022 11:23PM
This was June 1987. This was the New York I moved to a year later. Maybe the thing I loved most about my new home was the music. It was everywhere. I loved that it was in these streets! And it was bangin’. Many of the friends I made in NY were musicians - friends I’ve cherished to this day. I got on with musicians, more so really than with most actors (though I found great friends among the acting crowd, too). I play some, but the ear, I think, is my only real instrument. The first time I heard the guy on the sax in this vid I was lifted. Dude was so innovative and free and just badass. I met him November 1, 1989 in Sheep Meadow in Central Park. I remember clearly, even though my All Hallows Day head was still somewhere in the eve. A group of friends and I happened to wander into a small group of folks that included someone very special to me from DC and him. He (and Mavis, his mom) would become very special to me, too, for too many reasons to explain here. He started tossing a frisbee with one of the guys I was with. His dreads danced around his head in the afternoon sunlight. I remember. Our friendship began that day. I just thought he was so cool - the type of person I’d hoped to know in NY. And then, sometime later, when I heard him play…man, wow. This cat blows!!! Like a scion of Coltrane. His name was Brett Miles. When I was to play Sidney Bechet a couple years later, I asked Brett to teach me clarinet. He did. He called me Reed Lapper. I learned so much music from him over the years and much more. He exuded music and painting and story and everything. He barely slept. Just seemingly always in creation mode. Either taking in art or putting art out. Life & joy radiated from him like fountains. He passed yesterday, back home in Edmonton. He’d moved back years ago with Dani after NYC had been enough. Edmonton was home because his dad, Rollie Miles (a DC native) had gone out there to become a Hall of Fame running back with the legendary Edmonton Eskimos of the ‘50s. Brett & his dad shared a birthday. And they passed on the same day, 27 years apart. Brett. Rare human. Special friend. As he would always say, at the end of a call, including our last…PEACE!!!
Posted by @jfreewright on Aug 18, 2022 11:23PM
#Westworld Season 4 finale this TONIGHT on hbomax. Posted by @jfreewright on Aug 14, 2022 07:51PM
#Westworld Season 4 finale this TONIGHT on hbomax.
Posted by @jfreewright on Aug 14, 2022 07:51PM
“Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me. Other times I can barely see.” Posted by @jfreewright on Aug 7, 2022 05:27AM
“Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me. Other times I can barely see.”
Posted by @jfreewright on Aug 7, 2022 05:27AM
Lemme tag this restaurant so everybody knows where it is etc. Nah. Posted by @jfreewright on Aug 7, 2022 05:18AM
Lemme tag this restaurant so everybody knows where it is etc. Nah.
Posted by @jfreewright on Aug 7, 2022 05:18AM
Keep the light on to find you again. Posted by @jfreewright on Aug 7, 2022 05:13AM
Keep the light on to find you again.
Posted by @jfreewright on Aug 7, 2022 05:13AM
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