Two Igbo men born were thrown down from heaven but separated by a large cloud, a gusty wind where the one landed in Tokyo, Japan the other found himself in Michigan, America twelve years earlier, a search on both minds determined to find their way back to themselves, though now placed and dermal garbed differently they knew their tickers would prove to be a stubborn beacon and a force cosmic magnetic
The first was called Elvin Jones
and the other was Masabumi Kikuchi
The 70s were the peak of human intelligence and from the year 1970 to 1975, three albums were made by these two Jazz Archons
The Wilder ride was Kikuchi's lot, from Thanatos to the Puzzle Ring , a very introspection that deified him as a defecating sun, but with all that high, he still kept a singular track for his companion
He called it my companion
And with all the women in Elvin's life from Haresah, To Naima to Stephanie, couldn't get him to forget the one he kept a singular track for,He called it My lover
both tracks were the more solemn ballads off the two albums they were both looking for each other.
A match of the eccentrics made the affair happen in 1973, where two long souls who had been separated at the met to create the album Hollow Out
Kikuchi wild playing could have used Elvin Jones in Poo Sun, But it was a taste for his craving that Elvin sated and we'll, one might say he like the thud of the hihats which Elvin was a specialty for given the drum to attention.
Kikuchi wild playing could have used Elvin Jones in Poo Sun, But it was a taste for his craving that Elvin sated and we'll, one might say he like the thud of the hihats which Elvin was a specialty for given the drum to attention.
Little Abi and Apple were the inquest and foreplay of the lover companion making of Bell
Lik a turtle who finds a singular hollow log at sea that fits it perfectly, Hollow out was the album that welded two strong Jazz bolts.
Funny that they both fittingly named the album the Hollow out, it was indeed a suture of veins, A forge for the ages.
