Here is a short list of men I’ve never met whom I nevertheless allow into my ear-holes. They are buglers of some renown. The list is in order of something.
1. Woody Shaw
3. Freddie Hubbard. The Maiden Voyage solo was a career.
4. Miles, particularly if he was pissing someone off at that very moment.
5. Don Cherry/Lester Bowie/Bill Dixon, because WTF guys?
Also, Clark Terry, we did meet and it was seminal. I love you.
Also, also, whoever decided I should have to stop and look up whether it’s ‘who’ or ‘whom’ every time (and then still get it wrong,) should be wrapped in an old Sousaphone and set adrift. You know what you can do with that ‘m.’