Mingus Never Played Marin?

“Mingus?  Never?
Mingus never played Marin?”

“No, sir, what I said was
Mingus never played the Forestville Social Club
I don’t know about never in Marin
Mingus never played the Odd Fellows
I know that and
I also know for a fact he never played the Forestville Social Club
Although he well could have
With a pre-born license redemptive
To fill spaces with compositional eloquence
Flat straight like a line shot line or
Straight in one fluid motion
Straight into the sky and

When did anyone ever ask for
a cabaret license in Forestville anyway?
It’s their loss....
He never cradled his bass
Starting out ready to play anything translucently
With class and panache to spare”

“Mingus never played Novato?
He never played Bolinas or Lagunitas or Muir Beach?
Mingus never played Marinwood or 4th St. San Rafael?
Mingus never played Marin?”  

"Now, like I told you I don’t know about that
All I know is Mingus never played Forestville
No waterfalling horns leading down a path
All the musicians working together
A drummer spilling rhythm
Flowing into overflowing
Bird calling
Bird answering
He hit everything
He couldn’t miss
He hit everything but Forestville
He never didn’t get a drink from the owners
He never tackled that lack with a smile and a swear

With or without two pulls
On a bottle in a bag
Then back to the bass
Either way


Mingus never played the Forestville Social Club
Mingus never played the Odd Fellows either and
Just like everybody knows
There ain’t but two joints in the whole town
Then you burned right through it”


flot
3.29.13

Inspired by James Whiton's wit
years before this was finally written