Jazz?

Seriously, jazz ain't as bad as its reputation. No, not the jazz that you hear in elevators, not the jazz that stiff upper lipped yuppies in their custom-tailored shirts and platinium credit cards listen to over their candlelight dinner.

But real jazz. The kind that stirs an indescribable feeling in your soul. Improvisations on the saxophone against a background of cleverly syncopated drums that defies all your preconceived ideas of what a rhythm stands for. To some, it's noise. to me, it's a right mix of genius and rebellion.

The Malmsteen of jazz, the Steve Vai of the saxophone. And best of all, it's for only $12.90.



In other news. I'm retarded and dyslexic and have attention deficit disorder. Can't get any reading done today.