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i'm squarely on the fence. i own about 65% of it (including all of the sony japan titles) but to have it all in once place in one poorly designed package would be nice. however, there's a lot of 80's dross in there that i could do without. then again, at $7.- a title delivered... in a way, i feel like rooster; i'd love to borrow this from someone and live with it for a bit. it's a serious reference oblisk, isn't it? standby - i have have copies of 'flood', 'dedication', et al available soon. but that packaging.... oye. i'm taking crips's tack.

smells like jimmy smith- but that's a different thread....

i've a half dozen of her records and treasure them. rip, rita.

wow. tasty doings, sir. i'm in.

you're right. it's elementary math. the first time i saw him/them it was in an auditorium with a capacity of 1,200. every time since then it's been, except for once in baden-baden, at a hall with a capacity of 2,500.

this may not be the place to ask, but someone mentioned in the 'somwhere' thread that the trio gets 80K per gig. is this public knowledge or ?

stella artois isn't french (but it is close to budweiser)....

just to set the record straight, i'm with you. i'd love to own their catalog and 'at the living room' looks *nice*....

that's perhaps a strange title for a bil evans tribute....

i saw jimmy twice. the first time was in the fall of '95 or spring of '96. he was touring in support of 'damn'. a friend and i caught him and indeed, he was talking shit all night long. as i recall, he was jousting with some people in the audience about one thing or another, but i don't recall it being over the line. then he'd have these lengthy asides with his band where the guitarist (not a player i remember) seemed to be the brunt of his temperment. i'd never seen anything like it and was bent over howling in my seat. it so cliche ridden that it was like something out of 'spinal tap' or some such. it really tickled me. jimmy was laughing and carrying on - not at all in a nasty way - at least towards the audience. i told so many people about that night that the next time i checked him out was on the aforementioned 'angel eyes' tour (if you could call a string of club appearances that). wait - maybe it was for that blue thumb 'dot com blues'. in any case, there were like five friends of mine wanting to check out jimmy's schtick, so we all went together. jimmy didn't say a damn word. i couldn't believe it! in between sets one of us tried to say hi or get an autograph and were met by some linebacker looking 'bodyguard' or minder. i realized that jimmy wasn't well at all. he didn't look well. his playing was missing a soul (which is saying something), and he just looked down. it was less than a year that he died.

it was 1986 and i was living in a tiny town in northern florida where miles came through to play a lovely small theather built in 1925 restored to its full glory, that held 2,250. being a kid and still somewhat new to jazz, i knew i couldn't miss the performance even though i remember it costing at least twice what the going ticket rate was (maybe it was $50.00 and the average price being around $25.00 or so). i wasn't even into what he was playing, realizing even then what a shadow of his former self he'd become. anywhow, as i knew where the backstage door was from meeting musicians at prior gigs, i took my copy of 'tutu' around back and waited for miles to shuffle out in all his sartorial excess. looking quite the odd man out, i introduced myself and he seemed to take pity on this scrawny white kid and gave me a slight grin and shook my hand after scrawling that indelible 'miles' across the irving penn photo before i could ask him inscribe it to me. i remember getting the strangest vibe from him.

something isn't adding up. after some research, realize i've seen the trio no fewer than six times and not one time has keith even so much as approached at attitude. in fact, as i mentioned in the thread about 'somewhere', at the most recent performance last fall, a cell phone rang and a baby cried (causing me, for one, to brace for impact) and a non-plussed keith even made a slight (non-condescending) riff about it. as someone else said, his mood may be directly related to his new relationship...

i second that.

too much cheese for the meat? did you just say that? blasphemy.

could you use a smaller font?

i'd like to second the 'coldwater flat' nomination...

i've been laid (very) low by one nasty summer virus/cold/whatever, but have finally gotten around to spinning my jrvg mini lp. slight reverb present...

i'll check it and let you know. i'd say highly likely as my copy is the jrvg mini lp.

not to open the proverbial can of worms, but don't expect the best of mastering and transfer (at least afaic). my ear has been ruined by too many toshibas.

that alice clark record is - excellent - !

hear hear!

he *is* often underrecorded - i agree with you. my two cents: listen to 'somwehere' with as little emotional baggage as possible and be in the moment with it. if it doesn't agree with where your head is at when you first listen, give it several more with good intervals of time in between each listen. i wish i had a dollar for every recording i couldn't stand on first listen only to understand it after time and experience.

i often think of peacock in the tradition of scott lafaro. meaning that what i hear is expert independent as well as interdependent improvisation that weaves in and out of what the trio does in real time with a tone and timber all his own. often what he plays serves as either motivation or guidepost. strangely enough, most of his solo recordings (except for the watershed 'voices' and 'eastward') don't do much for me. in the end, however, if you were to ask what he brings to the music, i'm sure the answer would be the all elusive character of spirit and simpatico for this particular trio.

in other news, this has to be one of the most offbeat covers ever....