Second Lining, Y’all

When we get out of this corona virus shit, I’d like to hear stories written about a march — like the jazz funerals down south in New Orleans, only this one would be drumming the whole way to Maine, trombones leading and timpani coming behind. I’ll take Virginia with a kazoo and a guitar with old strings I can still strum.

There are people we need to remember.

We’ll need a lot of real musicians–those horn players especially. It’s a big country and going that far is going to take time. The whole damn country needs to march.

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