#tiny grimes

[soundgrammar]

Art Tatum, Tiny Grimes & Slam Stewart - "Tiny's Exercise"

[snailpebbles]

Wanderlust

eventual! carl grimes x gn! reader

notes: not canon compliant, follows only the comics so no Daryl =( I apologize for any mistakes as this is my first long fic. Carl is 12, so are you and Sophia. Takes place during Rick, Michonne and Glenn's trip to Woodbury ( Comics, Prison arc + Governor )

It had been a couple hours since Rick, Michonne and Glenn had left to investigate the helicopter. Lori was practically pacing holes into the floor, and Carol was trying her best to comfort her. You had a feeling something weird was going on between the two but you didn't bring it up in fear of upsetting your two best friends, Carl and Sophia. The two teens had been with you since everything started, the three of you an inseparable trio.

Currently, you and Sophia were about to sneak into Carl's cell and steal some comics while he was busy pestering Andrea.

"hurry before he sees us!" Sophia whispers while darting into the cell. You follow along closely, keeping your eye out for the cowboy.

"Holy shit he does have my Spider-Man comic!" You gasp, clutching the aforementioned comic to your chest. Sophia snorts as she picks up some comics that look interesting.

"Sophia.. Sophia why are you staring at She-Hulk?" You ask, waving your hand in front of the 13 year olds face. She jumps a bit, cheeks tinged red as she drops the comic.

"No reason." Sophia says simply before poking her head out of the cell to check for Carl.

"Coast is clear. Let's go." She whispers, motioning for you to run out behind her with the goodies. As you go to do so, a familiar voice stops the both of you.

"Did you seriously just rob me." Carl deadpans, arms crossed with an unamused expression. You and Sophia slowly turn to face him with awkward smiles, comics still held in your arms.

"wwhhhhhhat....? noooo-" You begin to say, but Carl cuts you off with a pointed look at the incriminating comics. Sophia slouches and you almost laugh when she stares longingly at She-Hulk.

"Alright c'mon, put 'em back." Carl sighs, shooing both of you back into his cell.

"Ugh you're no fun Carl." You pout, scoffing but putting the comics back. Carol then yells for Sophia, to which she sighs but goes to find her mother leaving you and Carl alone.

Carl leans against the wall awkwardly as the silence stretches between the two of you. Until finally he breaks it.

"Sooo... wanna go on the basketball court?" He asks, his voice cracking in the middle of the sentence. You snort but nod and actually laugh when Carl's face glows red from embarrassment.

****

The two of you walk out onto the court with Lori and see Dale alongside Andrea out as well. Tyreese waves at the three of you to which you smile back at the tall man.

Carl and you settle on the concrete and start rolling a basketball back and forth to one another as Tyreese and Lori chat.

Suddenly Carol runs out screaming.

"THE ROAMERS — T-THEY BROKE THE FENCE DOWN!" She screams and Lori's face drops, her eyes and body darting to you and Carl.

Tyreese grabs you while your mind runs a million miles per second. 'Are we gonna die?' You snap out your dark thoughts when Tyreese drops you down inside the prison with Carl, Sophia, Lori and Carol. Sophia hugs you tightly as she panics but Carl stands near the door with his hand held protectively in front of his mom.

The sounds of roamers groaning outside penetrate everyone's ears when you remember.. Dale and Andrea out there. Where was Hershel? Maggie?

****

It's been hours of listening to the sounds of roamers growing ever closer. Sophia lays asleep in her mom's arms while you, Carl and Lori sit near one another.

"Hey Carl.." You whisper into the silence. His eyes flash up to you and so do Lori's.

"Yeah ___?" He whispers, scooting a bit closer to hear you better. Lori and Tyreese watch with close eyes and peeled ears to make sure you aren't speaking too loud.

"Are.. are you scared?" You ask, voice wavering slightly from the stress of the situation. Carl shakes his head, dark brown hair that probably needs to be cut falling into his eyes.

"No of course not-" Before he can finish his sentence, sounds of gunshots ring out from beyond the walls of the prison.

Then a loud bang and creaks mixed with the screeching of tires fills the following lapse of silence.

"What the fuck?" Sophia whispers, tensing where she lays in her mom's arms. The three adults look at one another, eyes wide and dark as they individually grab onto one of you. Once again you are enveloped into Tyreese's tight grasp while Lori pushes Carl behind her.

Minutes pass when the door opens, daylight flooding in. You hear Carl gasp and run out, yelling for his dad.

"DAD!! YOU'RE ALIVE- AGH!" Carl flinches back as you hear Lori's breath fall short. Finally you look up and feel sick.

Rick's hand is gone, only a stub left.

****

okay this is painfully bad, not proofread and I just all around hate it BUT WHATEVERRRRR.

[mosaicrecords]

Tiny Grimes on Prestige

JazzWax reminds us what a great guitarist Tiny Grimes was. Equally at home with swing, bop and blues, there are some nice examples from his days on Prestige in the 1950s.

-Scott Wenzel

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[the1959project]

August 13, 1959

Tiny Grimes records Tiny In Swingville at Van Gelder studios with Jerome Richardson, Ray Bryant, Wendell Marshall and Art Taylor.

[judgment1964]

Late 50s bluesy romp on the Prestige label. I think guitarist Grimes is best known for leading an early Charlie Parker Savoy session. Trombonist Higginbotham is the grizzled veteran of the group, being one of the solo stars of the 30s Luis Russell group. I cant recall hearing him away from trumpet player Red Allen very often, so this loose, extended bluesy jam session is definitely an interesting addition to his recording library. In 1958 probably wasnt a contender for best trombone player in the world anymore but he still smokes.

[dixiefunk]

Tiny Grimes - “Big Time Guitar With Organ and Rhythm”

[blackfolksintime]

Never Too Old To Swing (1945) – Tiny Grimes and his Orchestra

[onenakedfarmer]

Playing

Art Tatum Trio FOOTNOTES TO JAZZ VOL 2 - REHEARSAL