Wednesday, 26 October 2016

The walking Bass

I'm a walking bass, a sliding note on a sliding scale, you'll find me in the 12th bar, jazzin' it out with Jasmine. Where the cool cats, sing it scat, playing bass in just a Pork Pie hat. Raise that beat in the bluesy street, sing it all out, then wrap it up neat. That's the way the whole thing rolls! That's how the notation scrolls!

Words by Trev Teasdel

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