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02.19.12 / 7pm
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Poems by Mark Weber

Untitled Poem


Eddie Cleanhead Vinson, alto; Leo Blevins, guitar; Bobby Blevins, organ; unknown trombonist — Rubaiyat Room, 1400 S. Western Avenue, Los Angeles March 5, 1977 | Photo by Mark Weber

You’d be coming from someplace
and going to another
criss-crossing the giant city
always at night
always with lights, neon and incandescent
headlights of the freeways
street lamps
the little light over the bartender
Cleanhead said to the waitress “Did you put
your finger in it, baby?” as she handed him
his little drink
in those days I always had a double

Cleanhead and the Blevins Brothers had that
Sunday night gig for several years
just a click north of the Santa Monica Freeway
on Western Avenue

a little stop along the way . . . .

Mark Weber | 19feb12


Eddie Cleanhead Vinson, alto; Leo Blevins, guitar; Bobby Blevins, organ; unknown trombonist — Rubaiyat Room, 1400 S. Western Avenue, Los Angeles March 5, 1977 | Photo by Mark Weber

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