Addendum addendum.

I forgot, again -



After that, I went to the jazz bar for a while, and the house band was cooking. I had passed through there a few weeks earlier, and the band was very integrated, a (white) pianist and saxophone player, the rest (black), and a mixed audience who seemed comfortable with each other - the most integrated place I'd seen in Milwaukee! - and a (black)-and-(white) photo on the wall of pretty much the same band in a field with palm trees behind them, above a hand-scrawled caption:



"ENTERTAINING THE TROOPS: TET OFFENSIVE, 1968."



The high point of the night was when the lead guitar, this bad-ass (black) guy who was smooth and seemed like a lover-musician type who got around without trying to, played this slow, funky solo, that at first went slow, and then went fast...



And when he went to repeat it again, the slow part and then the fast part, he held the guitar up to his face, and one hand was on the neck and the other held the bottom, and somehow the same slow part was coming out, real funky and slow and sexy, and then he lowered the guitar down slowly as he transitioned to the fast part, so everyone could see what was going on - and you could see that he was playing the guitar with his tongue.



People went nuts, especially the women. I've never seen anything like it.