RIP to my friend Howard Berman, my best music friend in Las Vegas. We jammed together (he was a drummer and harmonica player and loved the blues and jazz as deeply as I do), we had a shipload of laughs and good talk, he was always calling me (sometimes every third day!) to double check the keys of blues songs he wanted to play, and most of all he was a cherished friend.
Shalom, chaver, until we get to play a few more rounds of "Sugar" (Stanley Turrentine) or "Chicago Bound" (Jimmy Rogers) or "The Sermon" (Jimmy Smith) together again . . .
As Alan Freed used to sign off, it isn't goodbye, it's just good night.