186: “Summertime” by Albert Ayler
May 2, 2011 Leave a comment
Asking some people not to draw outside the lines is like asking some people not to put tabasco on their pancakes. The request is absurd from the wrong end of the question mark.
Albert Ayler blew his horn like he was riding a wild stallion. No lines. No fences. No ground. No sky. Just horn. Wild bucking horn.
Enjoy Gershwin’s classic “Summertime” Ayler style, from My Name Is Albert Ayler (1963).
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