Today is Louis Armstrong's birthday. He was born in New Orleans (duh) and left a life of petty crime to learn the trumpet in a juvenile home. It was just a matter of years before he was playing trumpet in King Oliver's band. He was definitely an icon in New Orleans. As a matter of fact, my in laws have a small statue of him in their house. I am not quite sure what strangers think when they see it. It is a bit of a relic. He was able to see many changes in jazz over the years.
I have one of his best recordings saved on my ipod. Maybe I'll listen to it a little this evening. I need to clean up Tex's mess (I know there is one).
Its been a decent day. I wish I could go back to Musella.
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