Stan Getz

Seeing as we're in a poetic vein...

Four siblings blowing a horn,

Al, Herbie, Zoot and Stan.

Cool for the time of year

That Early Autumn.

Those Crazy Chords,

That Long Island Sound,

A girl saying 'yes'

A true love found.

Focus and Sweet Rain

Eddie Sauter, his Gil Evans

Beauty spawned within the pain

Of fixes and diminished sevenths.

Don't Blame it on the Bossa Nova

Desifinado put his kids through college.

Blame it on his youth

Presifinado without the knowledge.

They're all gone now - goodbye

Al, Herbie, Zoot and Stan.

Trading fours up in the sky

Ne'er to see their likes again.

Lance.