Those who want to know what sound goes into my music should come to NY and open their ears.
–Thelonius Monk (1917 โ 1982)
Son, I couldn’t give you the recipe even if I wanted to. I compose my pieces with a formula that I created myself.
The only cats worth anything are the cats that take chances. You dig?
This piece of flash fiction was written in response to:
The Skeptic's Kaddish ๐ฎ๐ฑ 
Recipe for cool and hip!
๐๐ qbit ๐๐
Fair.
๐๐ Petru ๐๐
Excellent way to preserve one’s originality.
๐งก๐ Dale ๐๐งก
Truth. (K)
๐งก๐ Kerfe ๐๐งก
Cool, man. I dig that philosophy.
๐๐ D. ๐๐