Wednesday, August 15, 2012

As one grows older, one becomes wiser and more foolish.


Henry starts up an impromptu freestyle jazz riff with the sticks as Ez gets ready to scat his way through a bebop interpretation of Dostoyevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov.

We are thinking of taking the act to the next Arkhangelsk urban fringe festival, but just need some start up capital for air fares and bribes...

1 comment:

Kris said...

Di manakah rakyat?