Jim Alfredson

I need to buy this an track the Hammond through it on the next organissimo record: http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewI...em=130121981790

Don't worry. Next year Stern will change the rules so that players with the initials L.J. will be completely untouchable if they have the ball in their hands.

What kind of features are you talking about?

Rick can be reached at 504.896.2393; e-mail: rick@superflypresents.com I called that number and it doesn't ring through, I instead got a recording stating that the number does not take incoming calls.. NOW ISN'T THAT CONVENIENT! I also got a BIG chuckle out of this: How many musicians do you think want to play that festival? It's one of, if not the, biggest festival of its kind in the country. How dumb would it be for the guy that runs the whole thing to have his personal phone number out there for the entire musical world to see? His phone would never stop ringing.

Do they mean a $25 cover charge with a two-drink minimum in some sloppy, smokey dive with a tiny stage, bad PA, and the people behind you jabbering incessantly over the music?

MEATLOAF! Made with ground turkey, Worchestershire, onions, carrots, celery, some stuffing crumbs, an egg, some garlic, pepper, and salt to taste. Might throw some other stuff in there. My meatloaf is da bomb!

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Here's one for Nessa. Welk playing the Hammond chord organ!!! YEAH! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=daF6rqjr1U4

Hell yeah! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eva9e8dx5Mc

Never seen a Hammond organ on Lawrence Welk's show. The guy makes it sound horrible! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwPqEAXhE7w AWESOME!

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Amazing video. Don't mess with the buffalo!

I was busy editing and forgot about this, but I caught the last tune. Sounded really good, Joe! Kickin' ass!

You hit it there, Clem. I can only think of one - Lloyd Wilson - and I can't be sure of his age. I saw him in 1990 and I guess he was in his early thirties then. And even then, I was astounded to come across a young black organist! MG And Neal Evans, the guy from Soulive. There are a ton of young people playing the Hammond in the gospel realm. Yeah, not jazz, but they are helping to keep the instrument alive. I don't really know what this has to do with Yoshi's, though.

Of course, but he didn't bite and only a small portion of bats actually have rabies.

You need to put some wire mesh over the chimney so birds and other creatures can't get in there.

Stan Getz with Kenny Baron and Terri Lynn Carrington (she is so super-bad!)

Pretty much. It goes both ways, folks. This weekend Root Doctor was up at the casino in Manistee and this guy comes up to Freddie during the break and asks him if he grew up in the South or in Chicago. Freddie says, no, he did not ever live in Chicago, but he was born in Mississippi. "Oh, so you grew up down there?" No, says Freddie, my family moved to Lansing MI when I was 3. The guy was flabergasted that a black guy like Freddie could sing like he does and be from a midwestern po-dunk town like Lansing. Everybody has their own misconceptions, prejudices, assumptions, etc. If you let it bother you, you'll never get anywhere. I hear it all the time; "You play pretty good for a white boy." It doesn't bother me. I play what I play. I am honest with myself. I'm not trying to be something I'm not. That's all I can do.

You are making this judgment on the basis of 2 games. Right, two very big games, on a huge stage and the kid didn't even flinch. And he's only a freshman and has only really been in the rotation since March. Like I said, they won't win it this year, but with a full year of being the starting PG next year, Gibson will definitely have an impact. He's the future Billups (who is his role-model).

I don't know, that little freshman PG they got ain't no slouch. And as long as the refs keep buying Valerjo's super-flops, he'll be very effective.

Like any old house, we have a problem with bats. They used to get into our bedroom from the attic. Our bedroom had a drop ceiling which was covering a gigantic hole in the original plaster ceiling where the previous owners ran plumbing and electrical for the upstairs. Since the walls of this old house are un-insulated, the bats would come from the attic, down through the walls, and out the hole in the plaster ceiling and then fly around inbetween the real ceiling and the drop ceiling. It would suck to wake up in the middle of the early morning to hear that high-pitched "squeek squeek" that they make and hear their wings flapping around up above your head. I would usually send my wife to the couch, open up a panel in the drop ceiling, wait for the bugger to come down, then swipe him with a home-made net and put him outside. This could take anywhere from 30 minutes to 2 hours. Last fall, after three straight nights of this happening, I finally ripped down the drop ceiling in our bedroom and put up insulation and drywall. Problem solved. This weekend I was up in northern Michigan playing a casino with Root Doctor and I got a call from my wife. "There's a bat in the house!!!" How did he get in? Well, she left the back door open and even though there is a small mud-room / porch back there, the screens are all really bad and the bat must've found a hole to come through. Lesson: Don't leave the back door open until we get a new screen door. Anyway, I told my wife to trap him in the living room, turn out all the lights except the front porch light, and open the front door and he should fly out. She did, waited a few hours, then assumed he was gone. I got home about 1:30pm from the casino today. I just took a short nap and proceeded to do my daily ear-washing routine (I've had earwax plugging my right ear for about three weeks). I finally got the damn earwax out of my ears and I went into my bedroom to put my tennis shoes on, which I did not bring up north, and go outside for a walk. I put my right shoe on, then my left and suddenly hear this "squeek squeek". I started looking around at the bottom of the closet, thinking he's somewhere in there. Then I feel movement in my shoe. NO WAY! The little bastard was in my left shoe. Fortunately he did not bite me. Unfortunately I think I squished him pretty good and broke one of his wings and/or crushed his little body. He's currently laying at the bottom of the tree in the front yard, not really doing much. I don't think he's going to make it. BATS!

I wouldn't be so sure.

SS1 ain't no Cavs fan. He's just on the bandwagon! Congrats to the Cavs. Don't feel sorry for the Pistons or for me. They got what they deserved. They totally under-estimated the Cavs. My prediction: Spurs in 5. LeBron and Co. will win the title next year and probably the next two years after that. LeBron is an incredible player. I hope he wins a bunch of titles.

I think the author means 400Hz hum, since the human ear cannot hear 400kHz.

You guys are waaaay over-thinking this. Do what feels good, be honest with yourself, and make some good music. That's about all there is to it. There will always be those that dog you, whatever you do in life. So what?