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I don't know that the results would have been any different had it taken longer!

Do, if you wanted a Po' Boy sandwich before, after, or during a show, could you get one at the Onkel Pö's Carnegie Hall Deli?

How did you get to Onkel Pö's Carnegie Hall?

Always! I swear to god, people talk about "body music" like, you know, dance music, but Gene Ammons, that sound, it resonated in such a way that it gets inside your body and goes straight to your soul. At least it does mine. I don't care what the record is, what the setting is, when that cat makes a sound, I mean shit, feel first, don't ask any questions, later, or ever. If Gene Ammons' sound leaves you asking questions...of course I can only speak for myself, but an answer that total needs no question, if you have to ask, don't and/or all the variations on that. When we had real jazz radio around here, you would hear Gene Ammons all through the day and into the night, he had a record for any groove the DJ wanted to hit. People don't play like this any more. "Style" is totally irrelevant to this point, feel is. Why that is...I'd hate to think that people don't feel like this any more, don't vibrate like this any more, but...

Julius Watkins too! How many times did he record "Little Rootie Tootie" past the trio and then the big band?

I would take it to mean "bowl full of nothing"? http://www.dictionary.com/browse/yok

That's the one I have, and I keep it for Warne.

Bill Barron would not be Kickstart, it would be Kickass.

Make sure you specify Bill, Not Blue.

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awwww.... http://www.espn.com/mlb/story/_/id/23235471/mike-napoli-suffers-significant-knee-injury-minor-league-game

That Bill Barron set will give them good cash flow, when it comes.

Jazz helps make soup unpopular, meaning that it had some help. I bet that there being a pair of pig-babies (look at the snouts!) in every can did them no favors.

Back from a wonderfully rich evenin with: FAURÉ PIANO QUARTETT Monday, April 16, 2018, 7:30 pm at Caruth Auditorium at SMU PROGRAM: Hosokawa: Piano Quartet, dedicated to the Fauré Quartett Schumann: Piano Quartet in E-flat major, Op. 47 Fauré: Piano Quartet No.2 in G minor, Op.45 Wow!

My wife, god bless her, can't handle Bach. Too busy, too distracting, etc. Well...I'm getting into that Suzana Ruzikova box, and now we have, not just Bach, but Bach on harpsichord, an instrument to whose timbre she seems to have a rather severe-ish aversion, no matter what it's playing. I've played the Lurch card, Lurch for crissakes, LURCH! But I might as well be talking to a three-legged dog with twenty five ears. Nope, she just ain't hearing that, not going to try to hear that, this is something i do on my own time, and i'm perfectly happy to have that time and to do it. It's not that I'm unsympathetic, because jesus h. kristofferson, Bach can get really, really devious sometimes, I find myself getting disoriented and/or loopzidoopled by the time that those lines get going among themselves. And harpsichord, I wasn't sure how I would take to a whole lot of, but it's the perfect instrument for Bach, at least in these hands. Piano gives people too many places and ways to hide, but with harpsichord, hey, there it is. You think it gets relentless, there it is. You think it gets looped around itself, hey, there it is, no mercy. You think it's a little water-torture-y pingy? Sorry, there it is. Bach has nothing to hide, and harpsichord allows no hiding. A perfect match. So when she says I can't follow that, it's too busy, it loses me almost as soon as it starts, I'm like, well, ok, I'm sure that I do believe you, but that's not Bach's fault, right? It doesn't make you defective as a human, but it does show that some shit you are going to be wrong about. You and me and everybody else. Because, you know, Bach ain't wrong. If a world comes where Bach is "proven" wrong, hey, that's some kind of demon drug-devil world that eats its babies and then sodomizes them once they're digested. THAT kind of evil, Hollywood Illuminati shit that Prince warned us about. I hope that nobody I care about lives to be in that kind of world, because you know it's out there.

It leaves those dolts right there with us dolts who can hear. Hi! C'mon in and sit a spell! As for what you call it... It's just sounds. You can put them in any order you want. You can make them into any notes or sorta notes you want to. If you know what you want to do, figure out how to do it and then do it. Just be ready to not get it exactly how you thought you had it, and if not, keep trying. And if you do get it it the way you want it and then want it different, do learn/do that. Just remember - it's nobody's responsibility how you sound and what you make but your own. Seriously, I don't see why that notion, when put into practice, causes such friction. I mean, if you don't like listening to it, don't listen to it, and if you think that's not how it should go, make it go your own damn way, this is not complicated, really. It's not like there's an exact value for Pi, right? But WHOOPS there it is, infinity is man's best friend after all!

I met a girl in college named Kim Thiele (no relation to Bob) whose boyfriend was a paramedic named Richard Davis. I kept making "wounded knee" references, but, really what sense did that make? I had a buddy who kept riffing on somebody being in a car wreck, up comes the ambulance, and out jumps Richard Davis, he gonna swing them into good health. Etc.

I mean, everybody, musicians, fans, journalists, plumbers, dogs, waterfalls, everybody should just shut up about this notion of "free" music - there's no such thing. It's an emotional construct, and a very appealing one, but as a practice, no. It's an illusion. There is freedom, yes, absolutely, but freedom is not luck or a divine blessing or an artistic splendor or any of that bullshit. Freedom is clarity of thought, a full consideration of possibilities, and assertive choices being made on the basis thereof - and a willingness to stand behind the outcomes. People who claim that you can play wrong notes in Schoenberg and nobody can tell the difference, well, ok, maybe you can't. But there are players who can, and if they couldn't, they couldn't play it like they do. There's all the beedroppers who can play all the notes and none of the meaning, how is that any different than playing wrong notes on purpose in Schoenberg just to laugh at the dolts who supposedly can't tell a difference. People are cruel fuckers sometimes, they don't care if you know or not, they count on you not knowing, usually. There is no love in those hearts for you. "Freedom" is now a politically charged word that is used by all kinds of people for all kinds of reasons, only some of them not misanthropic, so why don't, instead of freedom we start looking at facts, options, awareness of fact-based options, and fact/option-centric decisions made. Yeah, that's a deal I make right now - take away all my "freedom", just let me have all the options I can get to, real fact-options, not imaginary word-options, and let me see what I can do with them. I don't care if you like them or not, just get out of my way and let me discover and decide and not get hung up in saying shit with words that have been mongrelized into meaninglessness.

Sorry dude, there's always math. They didn't ask me what I wanted, I'd have preferred fleecewear and boxer shorts. but...what is this hearing in "math terms"? I don't hear in equations, and I certainly feel whatever theory is or is not going on before I bother to figure out what it is. And sometimes, as with Ellington, I seldom bother to do the math, usually because it's just too damn hard! Nevertheless, it strikes me as a crime of ignorant aggression to make bold assertions that something is or isn't something that it isn't or is. As it pertains to this thread, a lot of people hear shit that makes no sense to them and assume it's "free", when in fact it's anything but. And then get pissy about being called to distinguish between their opinion and a subjective set of facts. Hell, there are as many opinions in this world as there are people, but there are no "alternative facts". There might be incomplete understanding of existing facts, there might be applications of existing facts that are unpleasant to some, hell, there might be facts that disturb a person's very sense of who they are, but still, those are facts, unless and until disproven. I mean there might come a time where vibrational ratios are proven to be a collective auditory hallucination, but...I'll leave that for the horror movies. I seriously doubt that most people really factually understand all the music they hear and/or all of the music they like. I know I sure as hell don't. But I do know what I do know, and it only occasionally has a bearing on whether or not I like it or not. "Like" is an emotion, "fact" is science (and to expect for a musician not to engage in science is just...evil, think about what that would truly mean, no more focus on sound or tone or time or color or anything that any of us enjoy out any of our musics). I can do both dammit, so should anybody be able to, that's part of being a rational, intelligent adult (or used to be). Let's all stop making excuses, just stop it. Well, you know, if it's written into the chart, it is part of the composition, right? This ongoing obsession with symmetrical,l evenly balanced song forms is ok I guess...), but it's not all that music is, has been, or can be. A "song" is just one thing that music can be.

Refresh my refreshment, please - there was an India Navigation CD reissue program at one point, was there not? By no means complete, but I know I've got a few things on CD, on that label.