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Of course, you should not "out" anyone, as only they themselves can do that acceptably. That said, the number of jazz performers who would qualify for your show is larger than most people imagine, because there has always been a macho label attached to the music. I have great respect for the relatively few who have broken away by either declaring their sexual preference or simply not going out of their way to conceal it. How to handle performers who are no longer among the living? I really don't know the answer to that one, but that list includes true icons.

Digging into the recesses of my blog....

Shawn, please hang in there—with the rest of us. Some sail through life smoothly, but many of us have had to overcome, and—with determination and support—so can you.

I wrote the script. The producer, Stu Goldman, ripped me off and paid me only half. Let me know what you think.

This is a shock, a very sad one for me. Apart from his music, which I have valued highly since first hearing "Alone with the Blues" 52 years ago I have fond personal memories of Ray.

I didn't have to. My association with Storyville goes back 60 years, to a time when I taped the label's first original releases. Old ties never die, they just pop a CD into you mailbox from time to time Also got the Boswell Sisters, which I have started listening to, and like very much.

I received it last week, but haven't yet had time to listen...

The 1960s ended for me with two Down Beat assignments, one involving Archie Shepp, the other Jimi Hendrix. My latest Stomp-Off blog entry deals with both. Here's how to get there.

Sad news, but drugs will open that exit door prematurely. He left us much to feed on—there isn't a rapper born who can come close to matching Gil Scott-Heron's observations of life. Now I'll hit The Bottle and the impact of his departure will become even more real.

They love us—they eat us up!

Not necessarily. I, for example, forgot what I forgot.

It looks diseased.

Many of the "recollections" John dished up required a rather large side order of salt. The autobiography Obrecht deems to be "excellent" is riddled with self-serving embellishments that often cross into the realm of downright fabrication. In my opinion, one outright, deliberate lie renders the rest of a memoir suspect, if not useless. John is still to be admired for many of his accomplishments, but there is this unsightly blemish.

I would say that this applies to any Mosaic and many Pablo albums. Hey, it even applies to stationery used by some record producers who skimp in album cover color! Well, there is that dash of red in the signature.

How interesting that this talented man is brother to the arrogant bastard who once infested this forum.

I guess the same nonsense that has put Rudy and Blue Note on a virtual pedestal is transferred to Mosaic. Both labels deserve our admiration, but not sanctification.

When I finished writing the blurb, I read it. It made me want this set.

Amazing that there was a time when the sales of an experimental, avant-garde jazz album could have been measured in the fives of thousands. City of Glass is not an "experimental avant garde jazz" album. Ib fact, it is not at all to be regarded as any form of jazz, according to Stan Kenton. When I interviewed him in 1959, he said that he was dismayed when he saw the industry trade magazines (like Billboard) list the album as jazz. He believed that such mislabeling hurt an album.

It seems to me that the most common agenda among Amazon's book reviewers is to do as many as possible. It is the Scott Yanow/Leslie Gourse writing by the pound method, which serves no reader well.

I may be wrong, but I think an artificial hip study is an analysis of Mark Murphy's vocals.

I don't think any of the very recent reviews are insincere—mine, brief though it is—reflects my admiration for Warne Marsh's music, which I have known and laude since I first heard him. Is what we did unethical? It would be if our words were contrary to our feelings. It would be if Chuck put cheques in the mail. It would be if he sent us a free album. None of these conditions apply, so I see nothing wrong. Writers are routinely sent products for review. Should we only regard the negative ones as honest? We were not paying Chuck empty compliments, we were disagreeing with someone whose bias was showing. Nothing wrong with a negative review, but this one had agenda written all over it. I have had that happen to me a couple of times (as when "hardbop" (remember him? He hated me because I didn't like Wynton's playing) posted a venomous piece on Amazon (re Bessie, I think). Bringing it to the attention of Amazon quickly got it purged. I should note that the review criticizing Chuck's album was almost favorable by comparison to Hardbop's.

Thread's getting silly—guess that was inevitable.

Yes, in Copenhagen, but that's all I have to say about it.