Remembering Charles Mingus on the 101st anniversary of his birth.

April 22, 1922 - January 5, 1979

“In other words I am three.

One man stands forever in the middle, unconcerned, unmoved, watching, waiting to be allowed to express what he sees to the other two.

The second man is like a frightened animal that attacks for fear of being attacked.

Then there’s an over-loving gentle person who lets people into the uttermost sacred temple of his being and he’ll take insults and be trusting and sign contracts without reading them and get talked down to working cheap or for nothing, and when he realizes what’s been done to him he feels like killing and destroying everything around him including himself for being so stupid. But he can’t – he goes back inside himself.

Which one is real?

They’re all real.” - Charles Mingus, Beneath the Underdog