Love Reborn; George Duke Inner Source Review

 

I don't get whimsical about a Jazz album, I smile and just listen, like every river I have been to, I am not hoping to stay dry, assured I must float, but every this time it feels different, this time for I make a mental note, It's a George Duke.
But my adult love has changed, I used to crave the heart wring and tugs but now I want peace, I want a person who will will cover my shame when the world seems against me. 
I tend to look at a person and say will she protect me if I become frail? she's painting her nails oh Okay!!..
What I am saying, is that it's a hard world and a very long life, eventual that rubber heart wears and you get to the rim, and it hurts just to even walk.
When you crave peace above all, You are a love reborn, burnt completely, shorn off all plump buoy and tensility, you leave the road and take the rail where the rim is sure to be faster, where there are fewer accidents and the destination seemed assured, because you need that sleep, tired, sleep deprived you, you need a love reborn, a love assured.

I don't quite understand George Duke's process but this is something aquiline about the entirety of this listen, but this eagle don't only fly it dives and dives deep into peaceful bliss.
An album has that list Au-right, Love reborn, Peace and The Followers is more than saying something. This is a wonderful album, Im sure he might have known too all along, that he made religion on a tape and kept it on the shelf as if that which seeks the mind is the mind. 
What a genius from start to finish, refreshing star dust, cradling water, He called it the Inner source because he alone found the path and valved stream of true introspection, navigating the pathway through all that mire, chart that map, toss the key and went back to sleep.. 
A god most renowned, the musical yantra of peace, A bodhisattva of jazz music, and I am getting into Him and Natt Adderley use of the woohoos in between sounds, What powerful that does, has and It's a are you listening? I am, I am.. But wait,wait, there is such solemnity in this pure work, it is a mass, when Nigerian Numberuma and Twenty five eases and takes five, you breath only to dive back against that love Always constant, sigh, and play it all over again.


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