Branford Marsalis (born August 26, 1960) is an American saxophonist, composer and bandleader. While primarily known for his work in jazz as the leader of the Branford Marsalis Quartet, he also performs frequently as a soloist with classical ensembles and has led the group Buckshot LeFonque.
Marsalis was born in Breaux Bridge, Louisiana, the son of Dolores (née Ferdinand), a jazz singer and substitute teacher, and Ellis Louis Marsalis, Jr., a pianist and music professor. His brothers Jason Marsalis, Wynton Marsalis, Ellis Marsalis III, and Delfeayo Marsalis, and father Ellis are also jazz musicians.
In the summer of 1980, while still a Berklee College of Music student, Marsalis toured Europe playing alto and baritone saxophone in a large ensemble led by drummer Art Blakey. Other big band experiences with Lionel Hampton and Clark Terry followed over the next year, and by the end of 1981 Marsalis, on alto saxophone, had joined his brother Wynton in Blakey’s Jazz Messengers. Other performances with his brother, including a 1981 Japanese tour with Herbie Hancock, led to the formation of his brother Wynton’s first quintet, where Marsalis shifted his emphasis to soprano and tenor saxophones. He continued to work with Wynton until 1985, a period that also saw the release of his own first recording, Scenes in the City, as well as guest appearances with other artists including Miles Davis and Dizzy Gillespie.
One-way or one way may refer to:
One Way may refer to:
One-Way (French: Un aller simple) is a 1994 novel by the French writer Didier Van Cauwelaert. It received the Prix Goncourt. It was adapted into the 2001 film Un aller simple, directed by Laurent Heynemann.
One Way is the seventh studio album by the Polish heavy metal band Turbo. It was released, on CC only, in 1992 through Carnage. The album was recorded in 1992 at Giełda studio in Poznań. The cover art was created by Radosław Kaczmarek and Mariusz Łechtański, and photographs by Włodzimierz Kowaliński.
Run away to the seashore
It doesn't matter anymore
It doesn't matter anymore
Words dry up and fly away
With the passing of the days
Eventually you just let the stone fall
I dreamed that I saw you
You were down at the corner store
You were looking through magazines
And you flew out the door
I was trying to wave to you
But you wouldn't wave back
Now you know I understand
You're with me only in the past
My palms are not open
They're closed, they're closed
Colors streak the sky
We laugh and we cry
And we dance in the cool grass
With the fireflies
We dance in the cool grass
Sunset birds
Sweet, sweet music
Swallow our words
You set sail and you left this town
Run away, run away
You're so far from me now
So far from me now
Run away to the seashore
It doesn't matter anymore
It doesn't matter anymore
I dreamed that I saw you