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Disgrace Land is a production of Double Elvis.

Miles Davis, his origins in St. Louis, his assent to Jazz Master, and his turbulent relationship with drugs and women, is so complex that we needed two episodes to properly tell this story.

If you're just tuning in now, I suggest you hit pause and go back to part one of the Miles Davis story, where we discuss Miles' violent home life as a child, his journey from

bopping on 52nd Street to living behind bars, and a heroin addiction so public that it nearly

extinguished his career. In this episode, we get into Miles's

reinvention of himself, a second act that features a wrecked Lamborghini, two broken legs,

and a mountain of coke and pills, so massive that Miles almost never made it down the other side.

We also, of course, get into the experimental music that Miles made. Great music.

Unlike that music I played for you at the top of the show, that wasn't great music. That was a

preset loop from my Melotron called on a daily bassist, MK1. I played you that loop because I can't afford the rights to the three bells by the Browns.

And why would I play you that specific slice of little Jimmy Brown cheese could I afford it?

Because that was the number one song in America on August 25, 1959,

and that was the day ofied Miles Davis left his own performance

in handcuffs, simply because he was black, causing Miles Davis to reassess everything.

On this episode, two broken legs, more experimentation, mountains of coke and pills, and the reassessment

of the original motherfucker, Miles Davis. I'm Jake Brennan, and this is Disgraceland. 1959. Ninety-nine, four years from Newport, ten years from Paris,

15 years from Juilliard in the dizzy and creative high of Beebop's advent.

Miles Davis was standing outside Birdland on 44th Street smoking a cigarette.

His name was on the marquee because, like Billy Motherfucking Eckstein before him,

Miles Davis was now the motherfucking headliner.

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