Max Roach, one of my ultimate heroes, gone today at age 83.
Few Americans had such vast creative powers, and few did so much with them as this man. A pioneer to the end, Roach never rested, never settled and kept carving out new ground for millions of others to follow (some of many reasons he gets a place in this blog).
Plus, he had to be about the coolest looking dude to ever set foot in a jazz club. We are so lucky we had this man walk among us. I will miss him.
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