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Copacetic Mingus "'Mingus One, Two and Three. Which is the image you want the world to see?'" -Charles Mingus, Beneath the Underdog Heartstring. Blessed wood & every moment the thing's made of: ball of fatback licked by fingers of fire. Hard love, it's hard love. Running big hands down the upright's wide hips, rocking his moon-eyed mistress with gold in her teeth. Art & life bleed into each other as he works the bow. But tonight we're both a long ways from the Mile High City, 1973. Here in New Orleans years below sea level, I listen to Pithecanthropus Erectus: Up & down, under & over, every which waythump , thump, dada-ah, yes. Wood heavy with tenderness, Mingus fingers the loom gone on Segovia, dogging the raw strings unwaxed with rosin. Hyperbolic bass line. Oh, no! Hard love, it's hard love. N EON V ERN A C U L A R ...

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