It could happen. A great jazzman at the height of his powers might inexplicably retire to his Brooklyn apartment, emerging after dark to practice on the little-used pedestrian walkway of the Williamsburg Bridge. It not only could happen, it did! This track offers a stunning preview, sans traffic noise, two years before Sonny's sudden sabbatical. Rollins later likened his thematic improvisations to a jeweler, "holding the melody up to the light and rotating it. There's no limit to what you can do." Motorists crossing the East River never dreamt that, perched alone overhead in the middle of the night, a master jeweler honed gems such as this.
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