He looked at her lying there, entranced by her sensuous curves,
her golden glow. But it was her voice that really moved him—sometimes soft and sexy, sometimes wild with abandon. Whatever his mood, she matched it.
He lifted her lovingly to his lips. Tonight they would make beautiful music together. Harry and his trumpet.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
For those of you who have been asking about the new version of the Garrapatas Mexicanas, here's a foto. I think you know the trumpeter, Michael Kent Smith guitar and Dan Norman on the tuba.
The program for this Sundays Gene Byron concert is mostly Latin jazz and a tinge of traditional. Should be fun.