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August 23, 2009

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Franklin T. Moorehead

I had a friend who was sober for years and then began drinking again and also began using crack cocaine. In an honest moment he told me that no one can really help a drunk. The drunk has to sink so low that there is no lower to go than death - genuine death. Not the threat of death, but meeting death and knowing you either choose death or life.

I dont know if my friend is still alive. I'll call someday and find out.

Jazz Lunatique

I think it's a Henry Miller line but I heard it as it applies to the late New Orleans poet Everette Maddox:

There is no grip so strong as that of a man's hands when they are on his own throat.

or something like that.

Great stuff on Bill Evans. Poor dude.

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