July 21, 2009
Moor’s Lushly Lucid, Muscular Jazz: An Interview by Lisa Jones For six days we purify metal, sleepwalking through sulfur clouds. A few pennies forged with every muscled clang of pig iron and rust. Friday’s whistle, our Pavlovian call to bedlam. Come Saturday , we hang our checks on new shoes, silk ties, gold chains. Scrub […]
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