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Wynton Marsalis

Speaking of Wynton Marsalis, I also read his book a couple weeks ago. It’s called Jazz in the Bittersweet Blues of Life, and was a kind of behind-the-scenes look at his life as a traveling musician, sometimes autobiographical, sometimes biographical.

And I must say, at most points, it was too behind-the-scenes. You see, Wynton was a big hero for me, growing up as a musician. So much so, that any depiction of the real guy was doomed to fail in comparison to his myth. I’m sure this isn’t a real shocker to most people, but turns out….Wynton Marsalis is a regular, flawed man. He has his good points and bad points. He cusses and is a sexual being. He’s a workaholic. But he also takes time to listen to little kids play trumpet for him after a concert. He takes every opportunity to talk to kids at schools when he’s on the road.

It’s strange to find out the truth about your youthful idols.

posted by Mike @ 10:58 AM