How He Got Here

Listened to some mighty fine music today.

The sound was Goodman and Krupa, updated.
Asked the coffee kids who it was... KOOP.

Swede samplers looping away. Too much.

Same woman with the grounded spiel I related thus.
Totally without a groove - analysing the metaschmooze?

The Swedes also got into a steel drum tangent.
Told her about street (59th & Lex) musicians. "Nice memory."

Later on, speaking with farming fellow, better ground!

Mentioned to him how I went west as young man:

"My ex-wife got pinched on the subway."
Next thing I know, I'm in Oregon. More or less!

So another Saturday night in a wannabe city.
Have couscous and vittles ready to go after cabaret.
Ran into old friend. I'd take and post his picture but...

think I'll wait until he's turned out in his piper kit.