Big Man: Real Life and Tall Tales by Clarence Clemons;Don Reo

Author:Clarence Clemons;Don Reo [Reo, Clarence Clemons;Don]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Biography & Autobiography, Genres & Styles, Music, Entertainment & Performing Arts, Rock
ISBN: 9780751543469
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group Limited
Published: 2011-10-15T05:00:00+00:00

This story is based on truth. I did go to see Jacob play in the Park. What happens after I leave is made up, but it's a story that makes me laugh. I not only believe that it could happen, I'd be willing to bet that it has happened. Somewhere there are pictures to prove it. --C.C.

Clarence watched his nephew Jacob play the sax in the small bandshell on the east side of the Park. Clarence sat with Jacob's new wife, Jackie, and smiled as Jacob led the four-piece band through an elaborate Charlie Parker-inspired riff.

Jacob had always been a special kid. Always big like Clarence and always charismatic. Like his famous uncle, Jacob was born with an aura of warmth. And he could play. This group was put together through his church, and they were in New York to perform at a three-day quasi-religious festival, but informal events like this one were just about the music.

Jacob and Jackie met in church, too, and had fallen in love and gotten married within six months. They lived in Virginia and were using this trip to New York as a honeymoon. She sat next to Clarence and smiled as Jacob soloed sweetly, his eyes closed, his body arched backward. The music floated up over the trees in the park and off toward the surrounding city.

* * *

Annie Leibovitz slammed the door and headed down the stairs in front of her building. If you wanted something done right you had to do it yourself. Her assistant had just called from Barneys, unable to find the shirt Annie needed for Brad Pitt. She'd be photographing him at six o'clock tonight, and she wanted that blue shirt she'd seen in the window yesterday. Brad was blond at the moment, and the blue shirt would be stunning. Her plan was to have him wearing only the blue shirt so it had to look good, otherwise Brad wouldn't go for it. She wanted to do a take on the classic shot of the pretty girl wearing the guy's shirt in the morning, her hair tousled from a recent roll in the hay, standing in the doorway coyly holding a cup of coffee and smiling conspiratorially at the camera.

The trick of course was to somehow include his feet. To her knowledge Brad's feet had never been photographed. The rumor was that when he made Troy, they had to throw out the custom-made sandals and custom-make boots instead to hide his feet. Apparently he thought his feet were ugly, and when you're the most beautiful man in the world imperfection is intolerable. She knew he'd want to wear socks. White socks. She had to find a way to talk him out of that. The blue shirt would help.

She turned right and crossed the street. She had decided to walk, she could use the exercise, and so she headed into the Park. She walked with her head down but her eyes never stopped observing. She was a watcher, a framer of scenes, and the Park was full of them.

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