Take Five

Dave Brubeck,

there was a mixed tape
that drove through twenty years

telling me to
take five..six, eight
it's in a box

it played for me first when the mix tape maker
showed me a country road in a hollow
and the night hung cold wet silence around your set
he kept counting, "listen", he was so excited, "one two, one two three, one"

we got california cool through the coal dust
monterey
concerts, kids that would listen and learn our jazz
one told me to play the black keys and this was
how to
riff with the master

I've got black keys in my soul, take five man, take five.