Treasure Island

johnny case

(August 24,1947 / Fort Worth, Texas USA)

Last Nites

Review of 'Last Nites' Brings
Newly Awakened Realization

never mind that my mood
on 'Last Nites' is downcast,
cut within a week
after 9/11 and within
a week before the sadly awaited
date to lose my eighteen-year
dream jazz gig venue.

the critic writes a most
positive review, tho
perhaps not quite on mark
with: 'Case merrily
prances through...' all the songs
i play sorrow into.

but maybe i'm the one who's wrong...
if so, from now on i should
note among my many influences
the name Dandy Jack Donovan
i so easily behold my first sight
of the prancing wrestler from last night.

Note: 'Last Nites' was among five Case CDs
reviewed by Frank Rubolino in the June 2005
issue of Cadence Magazine.

Submitted: Monday, August 31, 2009

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