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My classmates from The Rayen School, half a century ago, at the smoking lounge of De La Concha, Sixth Avenue near 57th Street, Manhattan. Carol, Dom, and their daughter Gina. We talked about Karma, and how everything--every damned thing--we do comes back to us four-fold. I said for me the multiple paybacks for my evil deeds and long string of failed relationships was not just automatic, but in mind-bending specificity. Nevertheless here, at last, in this wholly delightful encounter was some GOOD Karma, for which I'm grateful. Better late than never, eh?

Miles on Miles: Interviews and Encounters with Miles Davis
by Paul Maher Jr., Michael K. Dorr
Chicago Review Press

November 2008, 352 pages, $24.95

Review by Michael Patrick Brady

Highlights:


He also loves making other people uncomfortable. When dining with John Palcewski of Cavalier magazine at a restaurant in Boston in 1969, Davis terrorizes the staff, putting on a show for the writer. “This place looks like a whorehouse,” he announces, before needling the waiter about the quality of his soup. “It tastes like you look.” This aversion to comfort and desire for tension can be clearly seen in the evolution of his work from his landmark ‘Birth of the Cool’ recordings to his controversial fusion work in the latter stages of his career. Davis never wanted to stop moving, always wanted to be doing something, pissing somebody off, and driving people wild.

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