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Funny, the first thing I thought of was Feldman, too. How about Mahler?

Yeah, that one, too. My favorite Morgan BN.

I second or third that. What, no Dexter? And NO MONK! Where's Jackie Mac? Where's Sonny Clark? Wayne Shorter, anyone? You could make an utterly credible BN "Best Of" without ANY of the included tracks. Now if they'd titled it "Blue Note's Greatest Hits" they'd have been all right. Though you'd still need to include Bechet's "Summertime." How about "Blue Note's Greatest Cliches"?

Just finished "You Ain't Heard Nothin' Yet," The American Talking Film, History & Memory, 1927-1949 by Andrew Sarris Now reading Howard Hawks, the Grey Fox of Hollywood, by Todd McCarthy.

Some truths transcend others... There should be an Ornette statue in Fort Worth. Hell, in Washington D.C., too.

Now, Jack Black playing the ape role would be worth checking out.

The reason for this thread is exactly why I'm TEMPTED to stay pissed in the U.K. sense.

My experience, also. I work with a lot of younger folks, the tatooed, pierced crowd. And they know who Albert Ayler is! What is it they say about prophets getting little respect in their home lands? That's what it's ALL about, as far as I'm concerned. Public broadcasting, unfortunately, is going the way of ALL broadcasting, attempting to appeal to the lowest common denominator, albeit one somewhat higher than average. Look at public TV, which runs, for god's sake, the likes of John Tesh and Peter, Paul and Mary during pledge periods. I recall reading that Gary Giddins first encountered Cecil Taylor's music on television! Gone are those days.

I agree that the material on both of these is essential, and these boxes are an economical way to get it. I'm very glad to have the music. That Eddie Davis session is very good, but totally out of place in the Dolphy box.

I'm home and pulling out the 'trane box right now. One of the best things about these forums is that they return me to what I already own at least as much as they make me want to buy new stuff.

These look great. Those are some intriguing sounding bands! Amen to that. I had never even heard of the Waterphone until a couple of months back, when I reviewed a Toru Takemitsu tribute concert, which included a piece by Tan Dun that opened with waterphones. An interesting though somewhat limited instrument--more of an "effects" thing, creating spooky, ethereal, "outer space" sounds. Thanks for the heads-up on these, Mike. Outside In, especially, sounds to be right up my alley ("Ornette Chop Suey"! ).

I'm a huge fan of Al Green. I'd love to see him one of these days.

I have this on CD and don't listen to it as often as I should. But I find that's true of most boxes -- they're just unwieldy is all, and sometimes sorting out which track is from which album is a pain. I recently went back to my Dolphy Prestige box, and that one definitely has that problem, not to mention the fact that many albums begin as the final track on one disc and then continue on the following disc. Still it's a treasure trove, as is this Atlantic 'trane box -- I'll have to pull that out tonight.

I hope it was great. Happy belated birthday, PJ!

I'll see this again when it comes to Cambridge. Nothing like a nice, new print on the big screen.

Check this out: http://www.salon.com/ent/feature/2005/06/2...uise/index.html

That's really... Something?

For the DOITY DOITY TROOTH about L. Ron Hubbard, check this out, a bio that the Scientologists prevented being published, but which some brave soul posted on the net. Read it and weep: http://www-2.cs.cmu.edu/~dst/Library/Shelf/miller/My Webpage

Let's do punch him, shall we? I'm about his age and I still dress that way, sort of, but I'm not A FRIGGIN' MULTI-MILLIONAIRE! What else do we want from the guy who institutionalized the fist-pumping YEEES!!!!

Scientology is one scary "Religion." A number of years ago I had a very disturbed roommate who was a Harvard psychology major/stripper. After we kicked her out of the house for being a major flake (which had never happened before in the history of the place), some of her mail was still being delivered to us, including Scientology-related brochures. If the general public could see these pamphlets, I have no doubt that they would be seriously FREAKED OUT by them. It's fairly well known that Hubbard affected a captain's hat, much like the one Alan Hale, Jr. sported on Gilligan's Island. Well, that ain't the half of it. The whole outfit is apparently run along quasi-military lines. In fact, as depicted in these pamphlets, the various levels of "officers" in the Scientology "religion" wear bogus Naval uniforms and insignia of their various ranks. And don't get me started on their pseudo-scientific "audits," "e-meters," and "engrams." Honestly, you can't blame the Germans for banning these fucks, because their whole operation just reeks of a fascist mind-set. Supposedly, the first thing one does when joining the Scientologists is to put down in permanent form all of the things one regrets having done: mistakes, secrets, peccadilloes, deviations, crimes, etc. Supposedly this is for the sake of taking a sort of baseline reading against which one can measure one's progress towards becoming "clear," which is the ultimate, extremely expensive goals of Scientologists (according to my ex-roommates pamphlets, each successive level of Scientology seminars is punitively costly). It has been suggested that these "confessions" make great blackmail material, so that the "church" holds those who are fortunate enough to achieve eventual celebrity under its thumb on pains of revealing these youthful indiscretions. So, if Cruise or Travolta, say, turned a few tricks or blew a casting director to get a job in their scuffling days (and don't doubt that such things happen to young, dumb men and women who desperately want stardom), or if they had ANYTHING to hide that they unwisely confessed to in their ignorant desire to find "the answer," then they are threatened with this secret coming out if they EVER repudiate Scientology. "Kidnapped" indeed. It's all so sad. Including the fact that we're talking about it here.

I would have stuck with Mimi Rogers.

Damn, indeed, BruceH. I know YOU know what I'm talking about, along with Cliff and Claude.

Point well taken, Mike. But who even expected him to revisit and COMPLETE Smile with such amazing results? I've read that he's working on new material with this current band, so I guess that's where we'll see if he still has it.

Decca Armstrong and the All Stars -- Disc I