Chuck Nessa

Booker wasn't old enough to claim this.

PLEASE, some "free music" fan check out Blue Monday. I can't believe no person responded to this. Not even Sting fans. Someone must have it for rent.

After the NYT piece, this has been a nutso day for me. Unfortunately I didn't make a dime.

My reaction to Sandke is much like my reaction to Easley Blackwood: Very bright guys doing very intelligent things that never engage me. Sorry folks but I end up thinking they wasted their energy and my time.

Chicago, no question. No knock on Boston though. From my POV, Chicago is a place where stuff is created. Boston is a place where everything is digested.

Plain and simple answer for me, but you gotta follow the story. We (Ann and I) were farm kids. We went to Iowa City (college town) and then Chicago. After a couple of years my job took us to Bloomington, Madison and Boston. Then we moved back to Chicago. A job opportunity in small town Michigan was offered when our kids were 9 and 13. We smiled on the gig and the chance to get the kids out of the big city. Job turned to shit in about 2 years but we had a house and didn't want to uproot the kids again. Now, 20 years after the move, We'd love to be back in Chicago but can't afford the city anymore. DAMN! We would need another $20-30,000 a year to support the lifestyle. We do miss the food, art, music, etc but get by with the internet, Ann's cooking and Lazaro's recording sessions at the radio station.

I suggest ANYONE with interests in jazz beyond 1957 hard bop check out Stormy Monday. The following is from the All Movie Guide. Stormy Monday is a four-person character study in which style is all that matters. This tautly constructed, deftly executed crime thriller is set in economically depressed Newcastle England. Sting plays Finney, a relatively honest Newcastle jazz-club owner who crosses the path of crass American gangster Cosmo (Tommy Lee Jones). Flaunting his wealth at every opportunity, Cosmo wants to involve Finney in a land development deal — if only he'll give up his club. Both men are enamored of Kate (Melanie Griffith), who becomes a pawn in their ongoing one-upsmanship. Kate and her lover (Sean Bean) try to prevent Finney from corrupting his own sense of values by wallowing in the gutter with Cosmo. Stormy Monday, the first feature-length directorial effort of former jazz musician Mike Figgis, who also wrote the script and composed the score, tells its story using subtle shadings of character and a vivid evocation of its Newcastle setting rather than through violent action. Figgis's moody direction of his excellent screenplay is quietly effective and brimming with visual nuance and irony — particularly in its perceptive take on love, money, jazz, and economic necessity. — Hal Erickson

I hope Clem comes back. He makes me think. I know some members don't like thinking, but let the rest of us exercise our brains.

All the best to you and your dad. I wish I'd been able to take my mom home for her end. Be grateful for that.

Must be the reason they called the label Water.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ah yes, Dick Hyman - a name at odds with itself.

"I got yer tip right here!"

Geez, I thought it was Robert Taylor in Quo Vadis!

I read that story this morning. Damn!

I'm probably the only person on the street knowing this. Here it is in context: 'Twas brillig, and theslithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought-- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One two! One two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. "And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy. 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came!

Jabberwocky.

so are these actually different takes or were some solos deleted from the original One Tension masters? ← Back in the mid '60s Horst Lippmann, producer of the lps, told me the PJ was a combination of the 2 originals and Dick Bock did his usual scissors job on the tapes.

Nope - her's is silver.

If they say they have xxx copies left, they will sell these even if the time has run out since they paid for 'em.

Before I send money, I wanna make sure this is stereo. Right?

I heard 3 or 4 rapid "pops" which I assume was the Taser. I thought it was automatic gunfire at the time.