I found this book, published back in 2001 in conjunction with the Missouri History Museum's exhibit on Miles Davis, at an estate sale just a few blocks from my home recently. You never know what you'll find if you go poking around these things.
This book, published ten years after Miles Davis's death, lets a number of blind people describe the elephant that was this brilliant musician. They look at the ways St. Louis and East St. Louis music and culture influenced him, and at the ways it was difficult to find his home area acknowledging him after his passing. (I had forgotten the embarrassment of the Post-Dispatch not running an obituary on page one the day after he died, though at least Harper Barnes had a good piece published the next day - I'm wondering why I didn't write anything myself around that time, though that wasn't really the function of my column.)
Chapters about Davis and politics, Davis and the avant-garde, Davis and African-American audiences vs. white audiences, Davis and critics, Davis and women alternate with interviews with the likes of Quincy Jones, George Avakian (the A&R guy at Columbia who signed Davis), Ron Carter, Ahmad Jamal, and Joe DeFrancesco. There's also a wonderful poem by Eugene Redmond, who I used to see read back when I went to poetry events in the 80s, which really ties Davis to St. Louis music history. Early's own essay, which talks about Miles and boxing, and about Miles and his musical evolution, is so strong that I wish he had written a whole book on the man.
We are reminded often throughout the book of the many flaws of Miles Davis, most especially in his relationships with women. The many writers also have distinctly different takes on his music - some love the electric period, some hate it. All make interesting arguments, though.
A complicated man, Miles Davis. His music continues to impress and there will never be a single way of talking about what he did.