I guess it was inevitable that my constitution would fail in the end. I was starting to feel like Superman (or a ghost) watching everyone get sick around me, the landscape littered with sniffles and whooping coughs. In retrospect, I should've gotten that flu shot. On the plus side, the day spent at home battling through it made me dig out the Köln Concert and recall how unfailingly awesome it is. And it's hard to break it into pieces, so complete is its spell. Especially the weird groans Jarrett lets out (maybe it's the afro talking). Having said that, here's a section that was especially enthralling as I was in the soft arms of the Nyquil evening. Ahh...
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