Thelonious Monk, an otherworldly presence, communicating through his piano in a style only matched by a bongo player. Every time I listen to him I’m waiting to hear something jar but, in spite of his out-of-kilter approach, nothing does. I’m convinced that Monk, like Sun Ra, was a celestial being, sent here to spread a word so far out that we haven’t caught on yet. Les Dawson got close though.
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