Born to be Blue.

🎥 Born to be Blue_Robert Budreau

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“I don’t think I could play without Jane.”

“Jane seeps into every note.”

Try replacing heroin with Jane.

It’s probably no coincidence that her name rhymes with heroin.

Would it have been different if Jane had gone to New York with me?

Would it have been different if Jane had gone to the waiting room as soon as she arrived at the Birdland Club?

Even if he escaped it for a moment, Chet would not have been able to stop taking the drug in the end.

When asked why he started doing drugs, Chet’s simple answer is that it makes me happy.

He could not endure even a single moment of depression.

Even when Jane complained that she should only be depressed today, she firmly refused to be depressed.

The trumpet is everything in his life, so did he have no choice but to take medicine to overcome the depressing, death-like absence of music? Like the movie title, Born to be blue, I feel sad when I think about a life with a shadow of melancholy. The irony of his voice and trumpet playing, which shines more in gloomy music, makes me sad.

As expected, Chet chooses heroin and Jane leaves Chet.

In fact, it is said that he suffered from drug addiction until his death.

So please forgive this helpless haze I’m in.