The Lord beith who he beith. His rap? Well, a superfluity of words, as in writing or free-flight speech; wordiness; verbosity...sweet verbosity. Lord Buckley was a weirdly-cool, rapturous American monologist. Man, like...within his solos, words flowed through his lips like inspired notes wafting from the bell of a saxophone. He chose and riffed verbiage like a proficient sax player chooses and blows notes to pepper musical phrases in a free-form solo. Yeah! Like that. Charlie Parker meets Mark Twain!
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