Sent to me by fellow jazz aficionado Larry the Fluff:
From Wynton Marsalis' new book, "Moving To Higher Ground":And a jazz link for a winter day: Jazz on the Tube. You can subscribe to get a new jazz video in your mailbox each day, or you can just browse their collection.
Some time ago, the tenor saxophonist Frank Foster was playing a street concert from the Jazzmobile in Harlem. He called for a blues in B-flat. A young tenor player began to play "out" from the first chorus, playing sounds that had no relationship to the harmonic progression or rhythmic setting.
Foster stopped him.
"What are you doing?"
"Just playing what I feel."
"Well, feel something in B-flat, motherfucker."