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I just tried to search for that Joe Dixon cassette tape and interview that I mentioned last time, and the search engine doesn't seem to work. I tried to register with the university, but that doesn't seem to work either. Do I have to register with them before I can do a search?

There never would have been a Moody Blues without Pinder. He did most of their arrangements, he added the mellotron to their sound, without which, they would have been just an ordinary rock band. He was also the only remaining member of the original Moody Blues, who played mainly R&B covers He and Hayward decided to play only original material. My fave song of his was "Dawn Is a Feeling" from the first album. He was essentially their leader, and responsible for getting Hayward in the band. He added some jazz elements to the group. RIP, Mr. Pinder.

I'm glad that they got help from all those cardboard androids up there on stage with them. Amazin' what you can do with technology, even back then. At least someone cared enough to expose people to music like that, and it stayed with Georghe and Steve, even if I could understand young people being baffled by what was going on. They got some publicity on WRVR in NY, and Michael Bourne of BGO even named his show after them, though I don't know if he played their music. The last interview with Puerling pretty much predicted what was going to happen to music.

I was reading "Unfinished Business" The Life and Times of Danny Gatton, and I just found out that Jorma and Jack Cassidy both came from Washington DC, and Jack used to play jazz with Danny and his pianist Dick Heintze aboard some steamboat gig they had sailing across the Potomac in a band they formed called The Soul Mates in 1966. They got a kick out of the black tape that Jack used to put on his sunglasses(!). Jack also used to play with a band they played in called the Offbeats in 1962. After the gig in 1966, Jack and Jorma decided to take off for the West Coast, and Jack wanted Danny and Dick to go with them, but they felt they decided they were too young to leave DC, and six months later they found out that jack and Jorma played on a hit record called "Somebody To Love"!

There are three more scenes posted on YT. If Cannon didn't pass that year, he had a great career in TV acting waiting for him...

A friend sent me this today. It;s so out there I thought it would be on here somewhere, but a search didn't turn up anything:

He also mentioned in an interview that despite all his jazz activity, he still listened to and dug The Jefferson Airplane.

I was kind of puzzled by him, because as a kid, I first knew of him as a Rock DJ on WABC-FM. When he switched to jazz, I was a little confused; same with Jonathan Schwartz. Ed Beach and Max Cole were jazz to me; what were these rock DJs doing getting involved with jazz? As a young cadet in the Jazz Police, I was suspicious. Then, his name was on all these incredible reissues I was buying. He was cleared of all charges. RIP.

I gotta stop dropping acid; I thought I just saw a bunch of unshaven eight year-olds wearing shades and smoking cigarettes while drinking from martini glasses and singing some Serge Gainsbourg song!

How do you think he stays a multi-millionaire? No, this guy just married rich.

We just played a new chart that the millionaire leader of a BB I played in last night bought for the band of "Mr. Lucky" It was weird, in this world of computerized copyists, the chart looked like it was dashed off in a few minutes by hand. Each chorus of the tune was separated by the bass line of "Hey Big Spender" . Is that a thing? It gets kind of old after the tenth time. I brought in my arr. of a Gene Puerling thing I worked a long time on. As usual, the band completely effed it up, cause the drummer just had cataract surgery, the saxes couldn't come close to playing it, the trumpet players held a rebellion cause they couldn't follow the signs, we were missing one trombone player, and it just sounded like cacophony, instead of the beautiful way it sounded on the computer As usual, I'll bring it down to the other great band I play in and they'll play the sh-t out of it. This is my general procedure, but it's getting to be a bit much with these guys, and their little tantrums, but I should have outlined the form before we started.

James Chirillo put out a good CD under that name.

Oh man, Calvin was a great player. Very sorry to hear this. RIP.

She also appeared on the Wynton Marsalis 1994 album, In This House, On This Morning. The other album I mentioned was recorded in 1971.

There's the album "Much in Common" by Ray Brown and Milt Jackson, where they finally lured Marion Williams into the studio to make a jazz album. Maybe they should have spoken to her about it before the session, because when she got there, she refused to sing any of that "Devil's Music", so they did one Thomas Dorsey tune, and the other four were spirituals that everyone could get by on, because they were so popular. She later recorded an album for Atlantic, "Standin' Here, Wonderin' Which Way to Turn" that had a picture of a confused looking hippie on the cover, obviously in need of some direction, because the poor white boy was just standing there on the corner..LOL! The record had a bunch of upcoming jazz dudes like Joe Zawinul, Keith Jarrett, etc,,, trying to give her spirituals some type of 'contemporary' 60s groove. Probably because of her refusal to sing ANY secular songs, the album didn't expose the best living female gospel singer to the mainstream audience Atlantic wanted her to reach, and that was the last time she had anything to do with anything remotely jazz related.

Nick Travis--- Nicholas Anthony Travascio

Red Rodney Robert Roland Chudnick

Red Norvo-- Kenneth Norville Teddy Charles--Theodore Charles Cohen Shorty Rogers--- Milton Rajonsky

Walter Piston used to make his living as a 'dance band' saxophone player before he went legit, so I guess he counts. Walter Piston- Walter Pistone Artie Shaw--Arthur Jacob Arshawsky Joe Dixon -- Giuseppe Ischia;

Louie Bellson- Luigi Paolino Alfredo Francesco Antonio Balassoni Joe Pass- Joseph Passalaqua Joe Farrell- Joseph Carl Firrantello My fave one, because my sister's mother-in-law knew him in Brooklyn by this name: Terry Gibbs- Julius Gubenko

Tony Scott- Anthony Sciacca.

I've got to remember to celebrate the centenary for the man who said on the cover of DB, "If you want to make money in music , get into the marching band uniform business! That statement woke me up to reality.

It even had words:

My dad was a weird guy. He had played guitar professionally during the Depression and the only thing he left me was a '35 D`Angelico, so he saw the evolution of the guitar from Django to Hendrix. He always had a theory that he kept repeating to me throughout his entire life: "You know, the electric guitar was the first synthesizer". So Sonny Sharrock didn't bother him; it was just more proof of his theory. He was a songwriter, too, and the thing he hated about rock music was the fact that they always used the word 'baby' in all their lyrics. It really annoyed the hell out of him! He bought me a used POS guitar synthesizer made by Ibanez for Christmas, but it couldn't track, so it was useless.

I was pretty young when I was taken to my first jazz concert by my parents. It was at the felt Forum in NYC,and I was all excited because Kenny Burrell was on the bill, along with Sarah Vaughn and Herbie Mann. My parents seemed to be enjoying it (even when Sonny Sharrock came out dressed like a butcher, and turned his distortion up to eleven, and drove some guy running out of the place yelling out. "that's supposed to be jazz?!!!). Then Sarah Vaughn came on last, with that relaxed way of singing she had, which carried over to her speaking voice. Immediately, my father hears that relaxed voice, and starts complaining, "She's soused!" My mother was more familiar with how she sang and said to my father that that was the way she sung. But he wouldn't let up, and after each song, he started saying things like, "She should be ashamed of herself, she's coming out in front of all these people, drunk as hell!" I didn't know what to think, I hadn't even heard her before. She had some glass she was drinking from (probably water), and my father thought she was getting more and more wasted as the concert went on. Finally it was too much for my father. He said, "Come on, we're getting out of here! We're not going to sit here and listen to this drunk make a fool out of herself!" We took the subway and the bus to my Grandmother's house, where we stopped for dinner. My father just kept ranting about Sarah Vaughn and my mother tried to defend her, but my father pronounced his final judgement, "She' a drunk".🤣