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As my dear late friend Butch Morris remarked, "As long as I'm a black man playing a cornet, I'll be a jazz musician in other people's eyes. That's good enough for me. There's nothing wrong with being called a jazz musician". Amen. In the history of Afro-American improvised music, most of the greats have stressed that they don't play jazz, they play Louis Armstrong, or Duke Ellington, or Miles Davis music. "Call it whatever you want". as Miles said pithily after his performance at The Isle of Wight. Cecil Taylor was denied a birthday celebration at Jazz at Lincoln Center years ago for having the temerity to say he didn't play jazz, he played Cecil Taylor music. Readers of my blogs know how impressed I am by Christian Scott. Young, angry, brilliant, the New Orleans trumpeter is the real deal, and the true successor to Miles. Incorporating everything he hears, and not afraid to go outside and beyond the "tradition", including rock, hip hop, and classical music. In his latest recording, the self-titled Christian Atunde Adjuah, there is a lengthy and brilliant essay "Letter to a Future Artist". His main point being that "you can descibe me as a jazz musician, just don't define me as one. Definitions being limited, and truly creative music of the time will transcend definition. I think Butch would second that sentiment, and I imagine he would like Christian's directions in music. The recording is a must have, and a must read.