Friday, July 18, 2008


This was the school of James Clay and Roger Boykins circa 1989. This was not a Cool school. We were on fire...... for the music only. No one in the group was into farming or HOECHASIN' . That was how we got things done. I don't know toomusch of what happened to this school except for the death of James Clay who was the most humble best improvisor I have ever met. He had 975 stories about Don Wilkerson. Don Coleman was not here that night.
I got stabbed literally by the little dude in the yellow coat in front of me. I believe on purpose. This was instigated by another individual now diseased.

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