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But at least you get some picturesque shots. and my little boy exploring

Or the mushy peas they make you eat with your fish and chips! (I'm a Southerner who's been doing missionary work in the North since 1978). Aaah , Bless you kind one. It's needed.

Gary, you've moved!!!! BTW notice how many UK members are on now:hehe:

Well Sal, I have friends around here who commute to London. They may not work a full week (ie. 5/6 days) but they get work done on the train from York. The countryside around the Vale of York is beautiful and the journey in on InterCity takes about 2 hours on an average day. Be prepared for delays now and again though. Depending upon how flexible your employer is, you may find a big commute is the way to go; making full use of your 'Southern' salary against the cost of 'Northern' living. B-)

How about '90's middling-inoffensive-soft-rock dross. Meaning David Gray, The Lighthouse Family , Alanis Morrishit, Seal and so on. Ditto on the Nu-Metal stuff; no-one did it like Rage Against The Machine first did.

How about a move to the 'sticks' around Hemel Hempstead or Sunbury? You have to give up the cosmopolitan surroundings of the city, transport, culture and many other things, but you can buy yourself a nice car, live in a fairly quaint little village with a good pub and score with some country maid . Worth considering. I've always felt that living anywhere 'down south' would be a serious downgrade for me unless I was living and working in central London, and a nice bit to boot; the satellite towns surrounding London can seem busy, soul-less and depressing. And the roads are shocking. If you can stump up the rent for a bijou London apartment, do it. Your quality of life will be great. And remember if you're commuting out from London you will be travelling 'against' the flow of traffic, whether that be by rail or road. Good luck if you do take the plunge. BTW what are the chances of 'recovering' your present lifestyle like if, having spent a year or two renting (with no equity) in London, you then return to Chicago?Keep us informed.

I didn't hear Seven Days... but caught them live (on radio and TV) so I won't comment on that album and their 'evolution' (between the Live 95 album and Susie Soho, there was a definite development I think), but having listened last night and now, this morning, to their latest, I know exactly what you mean. All the elements, and very nice elements they are, are there. The repeated little riffs by bass and piano are present. The 'light and shade': tick another box. Almost as if they're playing the same tunes at some points during the album. Good. But not taking their collective talents far enough down the path they intended to walk.

You lucky so-and-so! My nearest Borders has reduced the size of it's jazz section by more than 75% over thelast two years. I used to find some good discs there but last night I was stunned by the choice. OK if you want to buy Proper Box compilations or 20 copies of The Very Best Of Lee Ritenour

I wouldn't know. Never happened to me before.

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My wife just bought me the latest EST album, Viaticum (ACT)

Needn't worry, we've found it here. And it's all in one parcel. Phew....

Not a she'll, or so I've been told. mmm..wasn't sure

BTW, Radiohead, without any doubt whatsoever.

BEV!!!! Then again, she'll (??) only say Fairport Convention

errr...financially

Well it's the only Bird I have on Verve, so, it'll do the trick.

Only the pink one. Oh, I'll get my coat....:doorslams:

S'funny, I had a feeling there was some larger force watching over me...I take it I'm on my own now

Well I think I must have been the only one browsing; the only other bid was days before and no others followed mine. Beginner's luck? So I need to hone some bidding skills eh? Does it get nasty on there?

I've never really checked much out on eee-by-gum-bay until the weekend when I was browsing car parts and jazz albums. Charlie Parker's The Complete Verve Master Takes was up so I waited until this afternoon, 10 minutes before sale closed, to make a bid. It's now mine for £12.50, including postage. Just don't tell me I need the alternates too.....

Just watched it. Good film. Brilliant acting by Tim Robbins, Penn and Marcia Gay Harden; Robbins' character wandered the small neighbourhood like he was a man in limbo. Script was a bit jarring at times but on the whole, good movie. Now then. The score. What was that all about? Even more disturbing when I saw the names involved in creating this piece of, well I should call it 'incidental' music, in that it just happened to be accompanying the movie I was watching. I am aware Eastwood is a real jazz buff and no slouch at the piano. This should stand him in good stead when a simple orchestration is called for. Maybe I'm wrong. Or maybe I'm expecting too much from pianists in general; I assume that they know how to voice etc. I don't, though, think I was expecting too much from the scoreing of this movie. With such a film I tend to think that any music works best understated so I didn't hope for a John Williams magnum opus at all. As early as the mortuary scene, I was 'unsettled' by the hopeful or resolute feel of the main theme. This repeated passage continued throughout the film, often contrasting wildly with the event taking place. Anyone else feel this way? Or am I being over-sensitive?

Thanks chuck. Sending a big X back at ya'

Agree with what was said about Coltrane. Very photogenic in the non-attractive way. Capturing him doesn't seem like an 'event'; he is there, a legend totally nonplussed by a photographer's excitement. But not in an arrogant way. Conversely if your see pictures of Getz, you get the studied, handsome face and focused playing shots but then you have the smiling, almost egotistical face when he's not playing. Anyone know what I mean? As for being taken back in time Jim, a particular favourite is the one of Johnny Hodges passing on another glass of wine. he looks like he's speaking to someone and without acknowledging the (white) waiter, he gestures that he doesn't want his glass refilling. He's dressed casually but stylishly; it must be early 60's and very evocative.

:sorryfornonintentionalthreadhijacksmiley: True. The only part of the film I felt geniune emotion was when Hanks opened his peanut tin. Regardless of whta was in there, I was moved that someone would go to lengths like this for a dear dad. I know there have been similar stories in real life but, yeah, contrived.