Best Bebop Poems
man
like it was
cool
like an ice box
left open
in the heat
as the jazz
oozed
out in
statico beats
of non-conformity
to the jive
laid down
by the suits
that live in black an white
laced straight
world
without soul
or
knowing
of the flamboyant
dreams
billowed by the wind
of night.
King Pleasure bebop jazz singer vocalese hipster/
a legend he was/
a master at writing lyrics to solos of jazz instrumentalists such as the lyrics to Charlie Parker's "Parker's Mood"/
His scat singing was genius along with improvising on melodies and his ability to use his voice as vocalese in bending the pitch of notes as an instrument/
man, this cat was way gone/
Pleasure's vocal dynamics was scat sing sorcery/
in the pocket to his jazz cool new hipster jazz talk/
his sax like phrasing on lyrics went to another level and beyond the great Eddie Jefferson/
now dig this you jazz boppers/
King Pleasure's big jazz hit was "Moody's Mood For Love" lyrics by Eddie Jefferson written to the sax solo on "I'm In The Mood For Love" by James Moody/
the mighty hipster King was a master at using vocal inflection on words slicing through the night and sung at the speed of light/
rhythms collide on his phrasing to the bebop lyrics to Gene Ammons " Hittin The Jug" was renamed by Pleasure as "Swan Blues"/
King Pleasure had a direct influence Mark Murphy, Al Jarreau, Jon Hendricks, and the Manhattan Transfer singing group/
look out people cuz at the time King Pleasure was steppin’ into a new jazz sound swingin' jazz vocalese with ease/
Pleasure was somethin' else man/
a jazz cat with a new perspective on jazz singing to the highest jazz power/
he was a new edition to the way he blew people’s minds
his lyrical light shined so bright/
he wasn't a throwback/
he was the new jack of word speak scat vocalese with ease/
improvising on the beat as his words wrapped around into a tapestry of sound/
every phrase a hip journey of Pleasure on King's treasure of jazzy notes speak/
in the realm of jazz his legacy profound/
King Pleasure knows no bound
Tony Adamo
BEBOP BLUES Dedicated verse for Delores Matthews-
How do ya! Do Rebop blues
Them there, tied up shoes
Crampin’ my style rebop blues
Like a misbehaved child
While far away
Them their prey
On the innocents
Of the human frails
So sad, ain’t no way mad
Souls glad, B renewed
N them rebop blues
Angry disarrayed
Purposely arrayed
How you do, what cha’ choose
Bebop blues
So closed
Let loose
Striding lies
On the innocents
Angry disarrayed
Purposely arrayed
So sad
So mad
How do ya! Do Rebop blues
Them there, tied up shoes
Crampin’ my style rebop blues
Like a misbehaved child
Chorus:
Jazzin' N Jivin on a Saturday night, feelin' oh so right
The rhythm's swingin' sweetly, the vibe is oh so tight
Rebop blues in the air, groovin' without a care
The trumpet's wailin', the piano's sailin', in a musical affair
Midnight groove, in the city blues
Lost in the moment, no time to lose
Re, re, re, re, reRebop Blues
Ya, ya, ya, yah can’t loose
When ya choose Rebop Blues
Saxophone cryin', drums keep tryin'
In the heart of the night, the music's flyin'
The bass is walking slow, the guitar starts to flow
A symphony of soul, where the spirits all know
Rebop blues whisper softly, secrets in the air
Melodies intertwining, in a jazzy love affair
Bebop blues
09/3/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024©
buds beckon to pop
leaves unfurl reveal green scroll
spring devolves uncurls
AABA/Bebop
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By:Bannock and
Montreal "Smoked" Meatez__
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I think I just met my wife
it is just that simple
her smile her and devilish smirk
that pretty dimple
I think I just meet my wife
I can't believe I said it
it's probably cause I deserve this
I believe I just met my wife
We don't need no catastrophe
we don't need no havoc
our emotional behavior iss fine
please don't try to change my mind
no were not desperate
no revenge or that what they get
we are just a perfect fit
we belong together
I think I just met my husband
I am mature enough to know this
a real expectation
I know what I'm saying
I just met my husband
and I want the world to know
the prevalent issue in marriage
me with the baby carriage
I know what I am saying
I believe I just met my husband
We don't need any naysayers
habitually negative and critical
nothing polished or political
some clown using words that'll
significantly impact relationship
aint no journey or adventure
or someone tryna find words that fit ya
We like it when it's
me for him and him for me
aint no words that
indicate something different
the harmony is smooth
and the melody is suffenant
grooving through us too is coeffeint
more onever the less
thats the difference
I belive I just found the one for me
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Chug Cramproll made his heelstand in Buffalou so the story goes.
He sprinkledd sand on a surface
and made percussion sounds to the amazment of an audeince.
The song "Mumbled" was used as his entrance theme.
It's beleived it was remixed to the standards
of Modern sounds to have
a edgey Urban feel. " Jive Talking" Cat Vamp was said to be his manager.
"Scatt " and Bebop accompanied them to the ring. Off the wire these sounds like
"oh-be Doo-Bee" with some "ahh-you ahh's"
the debutting sounds of reasons.
So Right" and Yubbia Yubbah"
modern talking swing grooves.
When asked about that debut he said
" I'm a fool to want you: you know
that's life: thats the way it's gotta be!"
Where's that Crooner man; WWhere's that Crooner?"
Zu Du-dum: ooh we!
ahh wee ah!
OOh-wee!