"Deeds, Not Words" (1958)
The bathroom is flooded. And the liquorstore is a lighthouse. And Max Roach solos through my Saturday night from a fortified recording studio in 1958. Beware of the holiday crime wave. Stay away from the violent idiots killing each other for disposable merchandise across America. Stay here and have a drink with me, our guns ready on the table. Max Roach begins another set. And the plumber will arrive in the morning.