excerpt from 'Miles To Go: The Lost Years: An Intimate Memoir of Life on the Road with Miles Davis' pp. 93 (84 words)
excerpt from 'Miles To Go: The Lost Years: An Intimate Memoir of Life on the Road with Miles Davis' pp. 93 (84 words)
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We played a gig at Northern Illinois University in DeKalb, and then we hit Kiel Auditorium in Miles's home town of St. Louis. Kiel is a huge, drafty old barn of a hall, long used for political rallies and the like. The acoustics were terrible, but that was the least of our problems. Miles just didn't look right--he had a grayish pallor, and his energy level was low. He went on stage and played listlessly for a while, letting the band carry the show. |
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