I was playing organ at a silent movie house at Harlem and they'd be showing some death scene on the screen. Likely as not, I'd grab a bottle and start swingin' out on 'Squeeze Me' or 'Royal Garden Blues'. The managers complained but, heck, they couldn't stop me!
This is so nice, it must be illegal.
Jazz isn't what you do; it's how you do it.
So easy, when you know how.
One never knows, do one?
If you don't know what it is, don't mess with it.