You, see, back…back in the 50s there was this guy who played a sax. He played a mean sax. Oh, yeah! But he was out of his time. His sound was different, way out, too advanced for all those others. He couldn’t get no work ‘cause he didn’t want to, he didn’t want to conform to the traditional style of playing. Times was rough for him. So his friends got together and they said: ”Look, Ned, you ought to go on over to Europe…see, over there they play a different sound. You know, they… you fit in. You’ll be able to play.” And they, uh, got together some money and bought a ticket to Paris. So he goes over there, and when he gets over there — huh, it’s the same old thing. His sound is too advanced for them. Nobody know where he coming from. And he couldn’t get no job playing ’cause he…he still doesn’t want to conform to the traditional style of playing at the time. So he gets real depressed, gets upset. And he’s broke. He ain’t got no money. So he’s got to go out in the street to start playing. He plays all day, and he gets into junk. All kinds of stuff. And it’s just too much for him. He’s not making it. So one day he decides to climb up some stairs and go up on a roof and jump off. End it all. He up there, and it’s a… it’s a grey day. Everything is grey. The sky is all grey. And, uh, looking down, then he looked up. And, just as he was about ready to jump, skies open up, and there’s this ray of light hit him like a spotlight. For no reason at all, he just…he picked up his horn, and started playing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.” And that’s as far as he got. He couldn’t remember no more. He just kept on playing that same song over and over and over again…He couldn’t remember no further. Just couldn’t. Then, all of a sudden, people… people all around gathered around, and started looking up at him. And the… and the police come up to the roof, sneaking up on him from the back. And he’s still trying to remember the next phrase. He turn around and look and see the police coming and he jumps down! And there he is down there. He ain’t dead from the fall. And then he was conscious. He heard in the distance the sound of an ambulance coming. And, uh…he was going…The Doppler effect!
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You, see, back…back in the 50s there was this guy who played a sax. He played a mean sax. Oh, yeah! But he was out of his time. His sound was different, way out, too advanced for all those others. He couldn’t get no work ‘cause he didn’t want to, he didn’t want to conform to the traditional style of playing. Times was rough for him. So his friends got together and they said: ”Look, Ned, you ought to go on over to Europe…see, over there they play a different sound. You know, they… you fit in. You’ll be able to play.” And they, uh, got together some money and bought a ticket to Paris. So he goes over there, and when he gets over there — huh, it’s the same old thing. His sound is too advanced for them. Nobody know where he coming from. And he couldn’t get no job playing ’cause he…he still doesn’t want to conform to the traditional style of playing at the time. So he gets real depressed, gets upset. And he’s broke. He ain’t got no money. So he’s got to go out in the street to start playing. He plays all day, and he gets into junk. All kinds of stuff. And it’s just too much for him. He’s not making it. So one day he decides to climb up some stairs and go up on a roof and jump off. End it all. He up there, and it’s a… it’s a grey day. Everything is grey. The sky is all grey. And, uh, looking down, then he looked up. And, just as he was about ready to jump, skies open up, and there’s this ray of light hit him like a spotlight. For no reason at all, he just…he picked up his horn, and started playing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.” And that’s as far as he got. He couldn’t remember no more. He just kept on playing that same song over and over and over again…He couldn’t remember no further. Just couldn’t. Then, all of a sudden, people… people all around gathered around, and started looking up at him. And the… and the police come up to the roof, sneaking up on him from the back. And he’s still trying to remember the next phrase. He turn around and look and see the police coming and he jumps down! And there he is down there. He ain’t dead from the fall. And then he was conscious. He heard in the distance the sound of an ambulance coming. And, uh…he was going…The Doppler effect!

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