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MERCURY 8226; MARCH 1951



Imagine you see something that no one else sees, feel it in a way that no one else feels, understands it in a way that nobody else can comprehend… at first.

Then everybody, all at once it seems, jumps on board, takes it over for themselves and leaves you behind.

Saxophonist Big Jim Wynn didn’t have to imagine it, he lived it, grasping the theatrical side of rock ‘n’ roll before rock ‘n’ roll itself even existed, as he blew his sax while walking the bar, dropping to his knees and performing in a manner that was just as much of a an attraction as the notes coming out his horn.

Too bad he could never replicate the excitement that caused whenever he was in the studio.
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