AllenLowe

it's kinda like stealing mob money - which reminds me of a story Al Haig told me about Harry the Hipster -

look, as President Merkin Muffley said in Dr. Strangelove, "I can be just as sorry as anyone else."

"Ja, så må du undskylde" well, let's leave my mother out of this - it's not her fault that cop was wired - as I told her, "mom, if you can't sell it, sit on it" - and what she DOESN'T know about discography would fill 5 cd roms - but all seriousness aside, I'm glad that Larry quoted Ed Berger, who I would consider the best objective contemporary source/reporter on discography and its issues - the guy has no agenda, he's nice, honest, and knows the field inside and out -

it's very hard to explain the bond we feel with pets, though almost everybody understands - I am crazily overprotective of my dog because he's so damned nice and so damned dumb - and I've put one or two pets down and still lose sleep over it -

well, it gets strange sometimes, and sometimes certain offending remarks irk me, sometimes not - Clementine and I used to be at odds but I now think I was over-sensitive and missed the spirit of his posts, which can definitely be insulting but have a certain underground lterary spirit/humor/distance to them - on the other hand I recently was unhappy to be called a "boob" by Jazzmouse, so certain sensitivities linger - it is unfortunate how quickly disagreements can degenerate into name calling - but, as Nixon said, "I AM NOT A BOOB."

isn't that assuming that they pay the mechanicals and publishing? WHich I have great doubts about - on the other hand, if I was in the desert with CHEWY and had a CD player and no cds and came upon a CD store that only had these bootlegs, than I would kill Chewy and eat him for food -

I like the recordings - this was just really strange, she sounded like a drunk at a party with a better-than-average voice, but not someone you would pay to hear -

I do wonder if they use pitch correction on her in the studio - she was off not just once in a while but continually - rather bizarre -

feeling disgusted - I didn't like Peyroux at first but have heard a few things on CDs that I found nicely done - so there she is this afternoon, on Prairie Home Companion, trying her little Billie Holiday re-phrasings - and this lady cannot stay in pitch - even my wife, not a musician, noticed it immediately - I got a great feeling of revulsion at her fake-jazziness and CONSTANT missing of pitch - another propped up mediocrity who has made a name through eccentricity and, I assume, studio pitch correction - this was absolutely horrendous - makes me feel dirty and used and degraded - normally a good feeling, but not this time -

love the Kinks - "girl friend's run off with my car/gone back to her ma and pa..."

better than an enema - offer is good through January 1, 2008 -

I agree that they themselves cannot be associated, in terms of origin, with the middle class; what I mean is that the kind of music they influenced came from that kind of pseudo-rebellious background. well, as Cobain said in his diary, "hope I die before I become Pete Townshend" - (quoted from memory)

than there's the one where the priest and the rabbi were sharing a sermon in an earthquake zone; there was a giant quake. a mud slide, and than a flood; the rabbi went sliding out on a piece of matzoh; the priest grabbed a communion wafter and held out for dear life; the rabbi survived due to the fact that he was using egg matzoh, which, ironically or not, floats and resists molecular dissolution; the priest drowned when the communion wafer, bought at bulk discount from Christian Brothers House of Church Food, dissolved - and later it was learned that the shipment from which this wafer taken had been recalled due to poor engineering and the failure of many of the wafers to withstand the stress of constant foot traffic -

I was reading this and trying to figure out how to describe my aversion to the Who - when Jack nailed it - "they had become just another boring arena act." I see them as somewhat parallel to Led Zeppelin - whereas Zeppelin, to me, is responsible for the "bad white-guy singer tries to wail a tune" syndrome that led us to Aerosmith, The Who gave us hair bands and pre-amp distortion, the kind of loudness I refer to occasionally as "middle class noise" - in other words, the kind of volume that's really just more suburban background music. Never really threatening, just more of the kind of rebellion for kids that precedes business school and Republican registration - I'll take MC5 any day -

"I've had enough of this and I'm out of here. " now, recently, Couw said this on a thread where he was mad at me - my question is, is there some room where all of these ex-Organissimo-ites are locked up in? where do they go when they're "outta here" ? I imagine it as a small auditorium where the PA keeps playing Najee -

personally I go for poopee doodoo - or feel - wait, moderators, can I say I say "feel" here?

got me worried for a moment - I thought Rowand Atkinson had died -

don't worry - I'll hold 'em for you -

please note that my lovely large-breasted assistant (he's about to have surgery fot this unfortunate condition) is holding up several copies of my multi-CD set, That Devilin Tune - please also note his extra-tight pants and the tell-tale bulges indicating his ready masculinity. He will not disappoint. as we speak, the numbers rotate in increasing spirals of telephone sales - 18,20, 24, 12 - not sure why they are now declining - on the phone is a Mrs. Murgatroyd from Akron: "Please tell your audience that my life changed when I purchased your multi-volume set That Devilin Tune. My yeast infection went away, as did my husband - and thank God for both of those things. Also, after my purchase, my son got out of prison and landed a job with Blackwater, which pays very nicely - $2000 a head, I believe. He is happy because he now gets paid for the same things that, previously, got him sodomized. But please tell your audience that Devilin Tune is a good investment; my complexion has cleared up and my genital herpes seems to be improving. And I no longer have the urge for sex with farm animals." pre-Xmas sale: each Volume of Devilin Tune for $40 shipped in the US of A; all 4 volumes for $150 shipped - order 2 or more volumes and I will thrown in a copy of Jews in Hell - prefer paypal; my paypal address is allenlowe@verizon.net - email me at same and please note that this is my new email -

what's the name of that Paula collection?

I hear he has a side business re-stringing tennis rackets -

time to get out the old siphon - hate those damn gas tank locks - hey Jim, if your tank seems a little lower than it should be, must be time for a tuneup - just don't go into reverse -

heck has frozen over - I agree with Berigan - (I'm saying 'heck' instead of 'hell' so Berigan doesn't accuse me of being a liberalcommunistatheist) -

well, my brother once worked a gig at a c&w bar where a drunk guy peed in the piano -

actually, real musicians don't get gigs - at least that's what I keep telling myself -