"Go AWAY, Ray.Go wherever you want to go. Just don't tell me how to feel when nothing's changing for you." --Ruby Tabeata, The Beat on Ruby's Street
Greenwich Village, 1958. Ruby
says she’s grownup, but she’s still a kid. Thinks everyone’s supposed to be
together forever and never split up. When Nell-mom and Gary Daddy-o had fights,
that’s tricks, we’re all supposed to be fine with that. But nobody goes to
Splitsville on Ruby’s watch.
What
she doesn’t see is that breaking up doesn’t mean it’s a forever thing, either.
You might stay away from someone a while and then realize you can’t, right?
Jo-Jo and I broke up a thousand times.
But
you can’t talk to my sister. She has it all, she knows all. And all you can do
is try to distract her. I’m trying to get her to put something together, like a
reading with me playing sax in the background. I’ve done that a couple of times
for a friend and people thought it was great. Really dug it and all.
And
I’m not going off with my dad on some extended tour of the world. I might go
sometimes in the summer for a little bread, why not? It’s not like we have
school or anything. Gigging with my dad and his band doesn’t mean I’m leaving
the family.
But
that’s the think about sisters. They want to be the boss even if they don’t
know anything sideways. So I’m out of here, tonight at least. Grab Jo-Jo and go
to Chinatown for dinner. Her mom charges me a song, so I have to bring the sax.
She liked “My
Melancholy Baby” and once I play it for her, I get the most amazing dinner
you’ve ever seen.
Maybe
later, we can see if Les and Bo can get us in to The
Five Spot on 5th and Bowery. You can hear Thelonius Monk on piano and Lester Young on
sax. If I can ever play even a fourth that good, I’ll die and go heaven happy.
Or even hell.
But
fine as these cats are, nothing’s permanent, you know? And isn’t that the point
of being a Beat–being alive right NOW and knowing that’s enough. That’s what
Gary Daddy-o always says.
Everything
ends. Good ends. Bad ends. But something else is coming at you, right behind
it. You just have to be cool and let it happen, okay?
That’s
what I’m trying to say to my sister. But when it comes to Nell-mom and Gary
Daddy-o, that’s exactly what she doesn’t want to hear.
--Ray Tabeata
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