it’s not often you come across a musician who is somehow able to influence the classically-trained and the untrained, the poetic and the sober, the hiphoppers and the grungiest cats, even the spiffy know-it-alls and the ones who can’t claim to know anything.
John Coltrane was born the day after the autumn equinox, the day when the nights officially start to get longer. it’s not a coincidence. he brought with him the deep, deep night.
happy birthday, Trane.
the Truthsayer strikes again 