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As he raised the sax to his soft lips. His hands moved across the sax like the hands of a man across his lover. Knowing every inch, gentely coressing as the music flowed from it. I had spent centuries in the Blues area of the music here, it was amazing. If tears could play upon the strings of the heart...or something poetic like that. I lack the words to descripe what his music sounded like.

As the music flowed from the sax, all movement stopped. Everyone stood; staring lost in the music, even the pianst  (good as he was) hands were stilled by the haunting and sad melody that Alan played that night. It could have been years, or months, or days since he started playing, I could not tell. Lost in that music...

The sax left his lips, and only silence remained as his notes faded softly from the room. Everyone stood stunned, Alan pulled his hood down covering as much of his face as possible.

As he begain to step down, someone started clapping and before long the whole club was alive once more. Clapping even a few whistles, a good responce considerng the patrons and the area the club was in.

Alan sat down at the table smiling for all the world, like a child that figures out how to ride a bike for the first time. Deep down inside me something wrenched my guts....

"Alan...that was amazing." I said, my voice strangly soft almost a whisper.

"Was it? I couldn't tell. I didn't even know I could play...it seems so strange.." he trailed off.

"You want to grab some fresh air?" I inquired my voice finding itself once more.

"Sure."

As we begain to leave the club manager caught us on the way out. Through a hurried and hushed conversation Alan got himself a new job, working at Stan's. I was glad, he was too nice and his current profession of being "used" by the dock workers suited him not.

As we watched the shore I commented..

"The tide is still low, the night is still young and it is a lovely evening in hell" We both chuckled as we stood there watching the tide roll in and out as we walked towards home....

 ((To be continued.))