Today we moved in time and space to the streets of the new Rome in the capitalist empire: New York.

Like all social epicenter, we find first, second, and third world mixed shaping incredible and innovative form of human expression, for example in art and the music. In this context, I will describe a character who transfigured jazz in the twentieth century, not without difficulties and misunderstandings from the world of Music. Is time, to give a tribute to Thelonious Monk.

He was an intriguing jazz pianist and a composer recognized for his absorbing improvisational style, creating a peculiar way to appreciate playing or just listening the "be bop" or "hard be bop" jazz.

I knew him several years ago, when entering in a record store, in Argentine, I got caught with a giant poster whose image is no less mysterious than the title indicating a variation of another giant of jazz, Duke Ellington.

If you listening “I got it bad (and that ain’t good)” (one of my favorite songs), maybe you can understand that in his so subtle plays, he plays with our mind toward to fill the silences with our imagination, turning us an active participator of the music.

I leave with a video of Epistrophy and...look at his cap!