Summary: The story centers around Sonny, a jazz musician and heroin addict, and his fights and reconciliations with his brother. All of his struggle comes out in his music, the only way he can truly communicate what haunts him.
Excerpt: "All I know about music is that not many people ever really hear it. And even then, on the rare occasions when something opens within, and the music enters, what we mainly hear, or hear corroborated, are personal, private, vanishing evocations. But the man who creates the music is hearing something else, is dealing with the roar rising from the void and imposing order on it as it hits the air. What is evoked in him, then, is of another order, more terrible because it has no words, and triumphant, too, for that same reason. And his triumph, when he triumphs, is ours."
So cold it's like: Trying to walk in a certain way so that the snow crunching beneath your feet synchs up with the music you're listening to on your headphones.
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