The piano ain’t got no wrong notes

Those who want to know what sound goes into my music should come to NY and open their ears.

Thelonius Monk (1917 – 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?

American Jazz pianist & composer Thelonious Monk

This piece of flash fiction was written in response to:

  1. The Sunday Muse #199;
  2. Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #249

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