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Boots Randolph breathed his last yesterday due to a cerebral hemorrhage he suffered on June 25.

For many years as a kid, I mistook his Nashville influenced (mostly country) music for jazz! In fact, I got interested in jazz probably because I was so much in love with his music. I even considered the saxophone as the greatest musical instrument because of him...an opinion that hasn't changed to this day. I wanted to learn to play the saxophone just like him.

It's a great coincidence that I decided to hunt yet again for his recordings on YouTube (previous attempts were disappointing) and embed a video in my blog the very day he was to bid us his final adieu.

You'll always be remembered, Boots!

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Anonymous said…
BOOTS SUCKED

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