Charles Mingus, Nice Jazz Festival, July 1977.

The only time I saw Mingus, 18 months before his death. When I saw him, I didn’t get his music at all: as a teenager into rock, it didn’t make sense to me.

Now, Mingus is one of my favourite artists. A genius. I just wish I had appreciated what I was privileged enough to see.

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