Jim Alfredson

My wife went to undergrad in Maine (Portland).

I like the Wizard of Oz.

Seriously.

Before this turns into another babe thread, let's just be careful. I will say that the last photo posted looks it was Photoshopped.

We once had a cat who went nuts whenever anybody used Vicks topically. It was like catnip to him.

Let's keep the political stuff out of here, please? I like Lou's funky BN sides. I do think there is a delicate balance between making records that latch onto the "new thing" and faking it. I don't personally feel Lou faked it. Now, those Larry Young Arista sides... whoo boy! Those are some stinkers!

Yes, these will do, if anyone is so inclined. http://cgi.ebay.com/Valhalla-B3-leg-unit-f...1QQcmdZViewItem It's a leg set for my XK System that makes it look like a traditional B3!

UP for Sangry because last night we actually had people dancing to tunes in 7/8 and 6/4. Not kidding!

He can send them to an organissimo performance. We'd welcome the reviews!

They'll be back. They always come back. This place is the Hotel California.

Yes, I believe it was March 6th, 2003 when I actually got this joint up and running. 5 years! Not too shabby!

How long before somebody sues due to a violation of the First Amendment?

If you try the 603s or 604, you will not love the 990 anymore. Same capsule, same electronics, but the weird plastic ring they put around the capsule and the shape of the mic's body totally messes it up. Seriously, try the 603s. They are fair superior, even stock. Now, do some simple capacitor upgrades and they become really good. Replace all the preamp electronics with the Royer tube mod, and they become amazing!

You should've cast Level 16 Confusion on her.

I played a little D&D back in the day. I still do occasionally, in the form of games like Guild Wars on the computer.

MXL 603s (I believe the 991s are similar and the 993 share the same capsule with slightly different electronics) are great mics. The 2001 and 2003 are very good, as well. The tube mic (69me?) is good, too. Stay away from the 990. AH, I just looked at the sale and they have all the ones that are custom made for Musicians Friend, not the old standby's like the 603s. I think the 993s are good. I can't speak for the rest of them.

Stanley T!

I have to dig this out.

"Who'll make his mark", the captain cried. "To the devil drink a toast. We'll glut the hold with cups of gold And we'll feed the sea with ghosts I see your hunger for a fortune Could be better served beneath my flag If you've the stomach for a broadside Come aboard my pretty boys I will take you and make you Everything you've ever dreamed." "Make fast the guns tonight we sail when the high tide floods the bay, cut free the lines and square the yards get the black flag stowed away the Turk, the Arab, the Spaniard will soon have pennies on their eyes and any other laden fancy we will take her by surprise I will take you and make you Everything you've ever dreamed." Six days off the Cuban coast when a sail ahead the spied "A galleon of the treasure fleet,' the mizzen lookout cried "Closer to the wind my boys," the mad-eyed captain roared "For every man that's alive tonight will be hauling gold aboard." "Spare us," the galleon begged but mercy's face had fled Blood ran from the sreaming souls the cutlass harvested Driven to the quarter deck the last survivor fell "She's ours my boys," the Captain grinned "and no one left to tell." The Captain rose from a silk divan With a pistol in his fist And shot the lock from an iron box And a blood red ruby kissed "I give you jewellery of turquoise A crucifix of solid gold One hundred thousand silver pieces It is just as I foretold You... You see there before you everything You've ever dreamed." Anchored in an indigo moonlit bay Gold-eyed roun fires the sea thieves lay Morning... white shells and a pipe of clay As the wind filled their footsteps They were far... far... away. "Our sails swell full as we brave all seas On a westward wind to live as we please With the wicked wild-eyed woman of Portobello town Where we've been told that a purse of gold Buys many man a crown They will serve you and clothe you Exchange your rags for the velvet coats of Kings." "Who'll drink a toast with me I give you Liberty This town is ours... tonight." "Landlord, wine make it the finest Make it a cup for a seadog's thirst Two long years of bones and beaches Fever and leeches did their worst So fill the night with paradise Bring me peach and peacock till I burst But first, I want a soft touch in the right place I want to feel like a King tonight Ten on the black to beat the Frenchman Back you dogs give 'em room to turn Now open wide sweet Heaven's gates Tonight we're gonna see if Heaven burns See how she burns... Oh she burns I want an angel on a gold chain And I'll ride her to the stars It's the last time for a long long time Come the daybreak, we embark..." On the flood of the morning tide Once more the ocean cried. "This company will return one day Though we feel your tears it's the price we pay For there's prizes to be taken and glory to be found Cut free the chains make fast your souls We are Eldorado bound... I will take you always forever together Until hell call our names..." "Who'll drink a toast with me To the devil and the deep blue sea Gold drives a man... to dream!"

I had heard about his accident. It's really tragic. I wish I could make the benefit. I wonder if there's another way to donate.

Perhaps we're under attack, as Sangry pointed out. They're coming!