With No End (An Epilogue)
Growing up, I never liked jazz. Even when I began taking music seriously, my heroes were still Kiss and the like. It was not until my high school years, when I stumbled across a worn copy of Bitches Brew at the local library, that I began to take notice of jazz. My curiosity came from both boredom with my music collection at home and the wild album cover that was in my grasp. It felt like holding ...
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2020 ◽
Vol 10
(3)
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pp. 20
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1997 ◽
Vol 20
(3)
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pp. 509-527
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2018 ◽
Vol 21
(7)
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pp. 1222-1231
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2011 ◽
Vol 201-203
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pp. 1416-1419
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