a walk down green dolphin st

 

Amber glow lights pave my way

Dazzling shards of blue and green

Bright red neon lights glisten and shine

Amber leaf smoke rises in swirls

Cascades in dimming light

 

The drummer licks the snare

Then continues to belt out a uniform beat

On some Congo drums

BA Da Da

Ba Ba Ba

Da Da De

A Hammond keyboard accompanies the sound

thumping and bumping the bass drum in the back ground

 

A cornet bright pitch is heard

Melodically playing in minor 5ths and 3rds

The saxophone flits and starts

Trilling and riffing what a beautiful sound

A rival with no other the vibes and sounds

Of the cities underground kids

Breaking new ground

 

I’m there in the corner of this low key jazz bar

There’s laughter and chatter and a real good atmosphere

Drinks are pouring waiters calling a scantily clad girl

Blows me kisses from a stool at the bar

 

The music now hits fever pitch

The rhythm is mesmerising lickty split.

The cook makes the best gumbo in town

Lights down candles lit

This place is seriously sick.

 

A solo set from a serious cat sounding like charley Mingus

Plucking the bass strings everything’s hushed

As I watch from behind bobbing heads

A siren voice breaks out reminiscent of Sarah Vaughn

 

The music’s hypnotic and carries my tapping feet down

Green Dolphin Street with sounds from the underground

 

Leaning back in my chair I have now arrived

At bar 56 on 105^th  st

west south side new york 

in the twightlight of summer nights

at the best place in town

 

 

The devilish vibes devour your very soul

My mind is still present but I’ve sold my soul.

at bar 56 105th south west side

green dolphin st