Who is Blue?
It usually started around midnight. Mercer Street between West Fourth and Bleecker. On the roof of a brownstone there came the haunting sound of a lyrical saxopohone. The playing was slow, mournful. Beautiful. You could hear it for blocks... but nobody every complained. You'd hear the sax for an hour, it'd go right through your soul and then... it would stop.
There was a popular after hours bar on University Place called Bradleys. That's where a lot of jazz cats would go after their gigs to jam. Sometimes a sax player would wonder in and sit in on the jams. He was shy, diffident, but when he took the stage... man, could that cat blow. His name was Moses Blue... that's all we knew. That's all anybody ever new. It was the same sax from Mercer Street - that's for sure.
From time to time we'd see Moses at Bradley's and other jazz clubs. He'd always jam, then leave. He never talked much to anybody, thought talking was a waste of time. But then we saw him one night at one of those Nuyorican Poetry Slams. He was reciting his poems, playing his sax. The whole place was in awe of this strange man, this poet... He would do this thing, then leave. Like he always did. He is a living mystery.
There were sightings of Moses around town. Playing, reading, performing... But after about a year, the saxophone on top of that brownstone stopped - never to be heard again. We all started looking for him, trying to find out where he went or if anything bad happened to him. Nobody knew nothing. He didn't have many friends, though everybody knew who he was.
Over the years, Moses has been sighted all across the U.S. - in different bars, clubs, theatres, on the streets. He's been seen in Mexico, Brazil, Panama, India, Thailand, The Philippines, China, Russia, Italy, Belgium, France, Ireland, Iceland... He's everywhere and nowhere. And we'd like to see him again.
So we named the band after the man. We still hear his saxophone today. Some speculate that Moses Blue is really in this band. Well, that's for others to speculate. We know the truth. Moses still keeps wandering this earth, he keeps playing and searching... always searching.
Moses Blue where are you?
Have YOU seen Moses Blue?
If you have we'd like to hear from you about what happened, where it happened and how it happened. Moses has been getting around a lot lately and we'd like to get in touch with him and get him back home.
If you have a Moses Blue story that you'd like to share, please do so. We want to know all the details: what was he like, what did he eat, what did he break? We want who he was with and what he was doing? We want to know if you slept with him. Did your friend sleep with him? Did your landlord sleep with him? Anything you can tell us about Moses will make us all sleep a little bit better. You can tell you story here:
Please limit it to 800 words, because for some reason our computers explode when we get to Word 801.
If you've forgotten how to write or if you feel that you express yourself better in the visual medium, please send us a video describing your encounter with Moses, or perhaps what it was like to be in his presence. We will have our fact-checkers check your facts and if it meets with our rigid "veracity standards" then you will see yourself here.
We know that Moses checks into this site regularly. So, if you want to send a message directly to him, please do that to.
Thank you for helping let Moses know that we all love him to death and are dying to see him again so he can pay us all back the money he owes us.