AllenLowe

don't know; all I remember is that he introduced me to water cress.

well, Brownie, just for having met Bud Powell, I declare you the winner. I am not worthy...............

nice man, a little shy and withdrawn, as for more sightings - I've got you all beat (this is a competition, right?). Slugs, 1969 or -'70: Jean Genet. sometime in the late '70s: God. I also worked a very nice series of gigs with one of the nicest people in the biz, Walter Bishop. I sat one nice afternoon with Frank Lowe and Julius Hemphill in Julius' bedroom, near the end of his life. We rehearsed in my living room in New Haven with David Murray; other famous musicians who rehearsed in that living room at various times: Joe Lovano, Julius Hemphill, and Doc Cheatham (actually I recorded with Doc there) - also, not to forget my Red Lobster lunch with Anthony Braxton, a few summers ago when he asked me if I wanted to record with him; I accepted, but, alas, nothing has yet come of it.

spent a nice few days with Mike Seeger at an old time music conference years ago; he had a wicked sense of humor, so we got on well.

missing the point as usual, Val and CJ. I find it offensive that a tragedy is considered to be magnified by the physical attractiveness of the person who died, A friend of mine once complained about all the headlines in the NY Post that said "honor student slain." As though we would care less about an average or bad student. the other day in the Times a father of a dead girl said, "you cannot imagine what it is like to lose such a beautiful creature" as though her beauty made the tragedy so much grander, and we parents of ordinary looking children would feel less at their loss. Part of the bizarre American way in which physical appearance is destiny. Personally I mourn Flores because he was a human being.

I met Adolf Zucker, maybe 1967; a friend of mine's father worked at Paramount, and we found him walking the hall one afternoon.

ok, anyway, I have you all beat - in the summer of 1962 I was with my parents at Coney Island and we ran into Martin Luther King, along with Ralph Abernathy, and their kids. King was very cordial in a very Southern gentlemanly way. We rode on the cyclone a few cars ahead of both families. this, btw, is an absolutely true story. And King didn't glare at me once.

CJ -it was not just some strange look; it was a scary, deranged, stare. EVERYBODY in Tower was talking about it. But it's ok; hopefully the injections helped.

may have gone into a different opening -

Dudu Pukwana was very nice to me when I met him at a club called the Phoenix in Longdon, 1969. I think he couldn't figure out what a young white kid from the USA was doing there. Also, in 1969 (or was it '68?) I played with a high school jazz group at probably the first of the RFK foundation concerts; there was an old cranky guy wandering around; turned out it was the comeback appearance of Eubie Blake. in 1969 or '70 at the Village Vanguard a guy followed us around trying to borrow money from a friend of mine. It was Wilbur Ware.

I guess if he'd been funny looking, it would not have been quite as bad a thing.

I think I saw Basie.

I agree about the Bessie - though I would hold onto the original Columbia LPs that Chris Albertson worked on -

I think there's something wrong with my sound card - there's a bad hum that seems to go along with the guitar solo.

Giuseppi Logan?

now THAT's a guitarist. weirdest one was with Jack DeJohnette in the Tower records on lower broadway, maybe 15 years ago. He was acting really strange to begin with, and I said, "are you Jack DeJohnette?" and he glared at me like some crazy homeless guy on the subway (him, not me). The whole place was buzzing because he was acting so bizarrely.

is there really enough for a bio? I fear academic extrapolation.

well, as a famous producer said to me once "people don't like to hear it, but the best jazz was made by junkies."

well, it gave him an unfair advantage over other saxophonists - nobody else could play that fast, even with benzedrine inhalers.

looks like the Downbeat Hall of Fame is going to be might empty very soon.

bumping.

a little solo piano preview from Lewis: http://soundcloud.com/allenlowe-1/04-descent-into-the-mailroom

my wife has plans to stuff me and put me in the front yard with my arm in a waving position.

but no one wants those meals in regurgitated form - well, maybe my dog would eat 'em. but that's the problem, somewhat; and why I am glad I have a lot of real things with the music in them and on them. Though I intend to be buried with everything so no one else can have them.

Jeff - are you listening through headphones or through real speakers? Because the sound on some of these almost sounds like master recordings - which they cannot be. I can only assuming they were good and very clean pressings.