Getting binned on pills, fighting the bouncers in the club, throwing up in the taxi and waking up in a puddle of your own waste (wearing nothing but your sister's holiday sarong)?
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That is the rare type of jazz I can actually stand which is surprising since it's saxophone jazz. I hate the saxophone! This could be improved for me, maybe put some smooth piano moods in instead of the jazz for me. Blues Agent if you can hook me up with this I would be grateful.
I'll have to try this tomorrow night when I don't have to get up at 7am the next morning.