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THE REPOSITORY

Proud to be in the musical lineage of the Suarnaba cartel.

Jazz wasn't the first love. But somehow got engaged and developed with it. When I first heard jazz, it wasn't "jazz". It was music. I grew up in a household where you could hear Classical piano playing the old dusty record spinner but of course, like any attentive listener, I could sense emotional contrasts, personal singularities, and group identities. I could perceive the specialness of each record, the originality of each band, the distinctness of each song. I could feel the undeniable, intangible qualities which gave each artist his or her unique, inimitable sound. But I could also appreciate the kinships and the similiarities, both within and across stylistic boundaries, as long as they have the heart in their musical workmanship.

Naturally, as I grew older and more knowledge, I become increasingly conscious of "jazz" as a distinct musical genre.

Driven by the things I love, and totally irresponsible and lazy with things I hate.

Music is like a pantomime giving life to the emotions that we used to keep under our pillows.

Peace, Love and Rock & Roll.

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