It's just a temporary thing.
One chord is fine. Two chords are pushing it. Three chords and you're into jazz.
Teach them about anger, the sin that comes with dawning. Teach them about flowers, and the beauty of forgiveness.
One thing I've often thought is that I never want to tell anybody else what to do. It's hard enough to figure out what I want to do.
I love Ornette Coleman. I love Don Cherry. I love the way those guys play.
As the dead rise to live, the live sink to die, the currents are deep and raging inside.