As I write this a day after his passing on December 29, 2008, we bemoan the loss of a great trumpeter. But Freddie Hubbard himself knew what it was like. Born only five days before him, Booker Little was likewise an exciting young trumpeter in the early 1960s, just beginning to realize his immense potential. That's when uremia cruelly cut short Little's life at age 23. Hubbard no doubt felt a special kinship to his fallen comrade, and wrote this melancholy ballad in a moving tribute.
December 30, 2008 · 1 commentTags: booker little tribute
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