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A saxist, a guitarist, a bassist and a drummer, it seems fate has made them so. It seems fate has also made them play jazz, but jazz deconstructed, put to the flame and melted away, improvised and perhaps accidentally stepped on. You see, Les Muses Menteuses believe that jazz is truly dead, like the fruit is dead in your preserves. But still they spread it out, sometimes thick, sometimes thin, sometimes without the toast, just right off the spoon. No, they can't get over the taste. They can't because they think that maybe there are still stories to be told in jazz, ghost stories, stories of empires crumbling and of small children dropping flowers in puddles of rain. So come and hear a story in a tune retold. Come and hear Les Muses Menteuses and maybe they will return the favor to you and quietly take the time to listen to you as you breathe. |
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Tuesday - Alto Saxphone
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