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Mustang Sally My Friend Flicka Vic Flick

Edward Gorey Ogdred Weary The Doubtful Guest

Weely Bert Weedon Ava Gardner

Uri Geller Yuri Gagarin Euripides

Vlad the Impaler Oliver Naylor Hendrik-Jan Spijker

Harry Lim Harry Lime The Limey

The Chocolate Drops Coco and Candy The Coconuts

Wesley Vaughan Vaughn Monroe Munro Leaf

Ratso Rizzo Cardinal Ratzinger as was Felicity Ferret

Titus Groan Hywl Bennet Franz Schreker

Jacob 'Greasy Thumb' Guzik W. C. Handy Typhoid Mary

Trombone Cholly Banjo Patterson Cornell 'Accordion Joe' Smelser

Henry Luce Loose Tubes Ernest Tubb

The Mugwumps The Tea Party The Monster Raving Loony Party

Bricktop Brick Fleagle Ignatz Mouse

Lytton Strachey Dora Carrington Mark Gertler

Quentin Crisp Caspar Milquetoast John Ruskin

Les Spann Les Miserables Mater Misericordiae

we hit 95F again yesterday here in Virginia - ridiculous for this time of year

Coffee - Trader Joe's Bolivian - black with one teaspoon of sugar.

Bo Peep Bobby Lamb Barbecue Bob

Samuel Fuller Walter 'Gil' Fuller The Fuller Brush Man

It was fascinating, and instructive to see the return of animation and conviction to the players and the conductor in the second half of the concert - the Richard Strauss 'Don Juan' and the Hindemith/Weber. Terrific performance, particularly from the oboe-ist - a youngish chap of Asian ancestry. What a player!

What a dreary waste of a lot of fine musicians. 'Aaron Copland meets Leroy Anderson' minus any memorable thematic material. A great reliance on effects - brass mutes, growls etc. - some Hodges alto here - a bit for tenor saxes there - some really awkward sounding Latin rhythms - various pastiches of 'great moments from the World of Jazz' each far less interesting than their source and a seeming complete absence of any idea of structure or coherence. The soloists played beautifully for the most part but it was more a matter of how they played rather than what they played. Joe Temperley sounded great but his material didn't move me. Marsalis is in over his head - he has even less idea of how to write for a symphony orchestra than Stan Kenton but maybe about as much as Paul McCartney. Although I have the concert recorded I feel little desire to listen again.

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