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Sending boundless love to John Prine and his family at this time.

Every single copy of this LP that I have ever seen in a used record store has had the hell played out of it. It's easy to see why.

The audio in the videos seems to come from a rather "noisy" LP. Has this ever been issued on CD? It is a nice album. (And "Song For My Father" is the very first track on the album if any one wishes to check it out.)

This album cover, though, obviously was taken in the Wilton home

I always had my suspicions about that whole teaching old dogs new tricks proposition. i mean, sure, you quite possibly could teach Yo-Yo Ma to play the valve trombone, but why would you want to? He seems to be doing quite well with what he's doing now -- let him stay focused on that. Sometimes it's better to let the old dogs do their old tricks again and again until they have got 'em down perfectly, thus the trick becomes making sure there is no separation, no difference between the dog and the trick. That's how workmen become craftsmen, and how craftsmen become master craftsmen, and how master craftsmen become artists. If your ever in the mood for some sweet ass blues piano, here's an old dog who knew a trick or two and he played 'em with relish and style. (There are moments during his performance of "Apex Blues" when Mr. Hodes rather loudly and exuberantly kept time with his foot on the studio floor. Listening to this disc on the player in my car. whenever his foot hit the floor, I could actually feel the floor of my car vibrate. As Dame Edna would say, "Spoooooooooky".) You're quite right!

The "Wilton Hilton" sure looks like a lovely home. Does any one know if the Brubeck family sold it after Iola passed away? https://www.townandcountrymag.com/style/home-decor/a28396899/dave-brubeck-midcentury-connecticut-house/

A Twilight Zone Season 3 binge on Netflix, including such episodes as "To Serve Man", "It's a Good Day" (sure Billy Mumy can still scare the bejeezus out of you, but how good was Chloris Leachman here), "The Little People" (directed by William Claxton), "I Sing The Body Electic" (co-directed by Wm. Claxton), "Four O'Clock", "A Piano In The House" (weak), "Kick The Can" (one of the best episodes of the series, perhaps) and "Deaths-Head Revisited".

Bass – Ray Brown Drums – Alan Dawson Electric Piano, Arranged By – Ichiro Doi Flute – Tamami Koyake Flute, Tenor Saxophone – Sam Most Piano – Hank Jones

“There’s my very, very favorite musical revolutionary, Louis Armstrong, behind us, keeping us safe.” At around 13:52 he talks about "Shipbuilding" and Chet Baker.

CD 2 of 5, which contains recordings from 1953 & 1958.

Peter Cushing gets to be one of the good guys in this one. It's a pretty lame sci-fi horror pic in which a research doctor working on a cure for cancer on a remote, secluded island accidentally develops some creatures that live by sucking the bones out of living things. The creatures themselves are laughable -- a kind of rubbery, armor-plated stingray which some stagehand has to throw/drop onto a couple of poor actors who then have to roll around on the ground and make it look like they are engaged in a vicious battle against gruesome death instead of frolicking wit an exotic but beloved family pet. Very workmanlike direction by Terence Fisher.

Just couldn't really connect with this one, although I did like Christian McBride's "West Philly Tone Poem". A ticket stub tucked inside the liner notes shows that I saw the McCoy Tyner Quintet at Yoshi's on Wed. Feb 1, 2006 (10 PM show only for $20 -- such a deal!). Don't recall any details about the show, unfortunately. Have you Becheted today? You'll be glad you did! It amazes me that what we hear here is, due to the recording technology limitations of the time, only a rough approximation of what Sidney Bechet's playing actually sounded like -- and yet this music still kills me with its vigor and cockiness and sense of fun and adventure. I don't know if I could have withstood hearing the full power and majesty of Sidney Bechet's playing live and in person. It'd like be enough to make a body tremble.

Terrence McNally, one of America's great playwrights whose prolific career included winning Tony Awards for the plays "Love! Valour! Compassion!" and "Master Class" and the musicals "Ragtime" and "Kiss of the Spider Woman," has died of complications from the coronavirus. He was 81. McNally died Tuesday at Sarasota Memorial Hospital in Sarasota, Florida, according to representative Matt Polk. McNally was a lung cancer survivor who lived with chronic inflammatory lung disease. More here: https://www.kqed.org/arts/13877367/playwright-terrence-mcnally-dies-of-coronavirus-complications-at-81