Hailed as an "American counter-culture classic, " this "funny" and
candid musical memoir offers a delicious glimpse into the 1930s jazz
scene (The Wall Street Journal)
Mezz Mezzrow was a boy from Chicago who learned to play the sax in
reform school and pursued a life in music and a life of crime. He moved
from Chicago to New Orleans to New York, working in brothels and bars,
bootlegging, dealing drugs, getting hooked, doing time, producing
records, and playing with the greats, among them Louis Armstrong, Bix
Beiderbecke, and Fats Waller.
Really the Blues--the jive-talking memoir that Mezzrow wrote at the
insistence of, and with the help of, the novelist Bernard Wolfe--is the
story of an unusual and unusually American life, and a portrait of a man
who moved freely across racial boundaries when few could or did, "the
odyssey of an individualist . . . the saga of a guy who wanted to make
friends in a jungle where everyone was too busy making money."