So easy, when you know how.
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!
Jazz isn't what you do; it's how you do it.
If you don't know what it is, don't mess with it.
This is so nice, it must be illegal.
One never knows, do one?