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Candles? Flares? Torches? Roman Candles, perhaps?

Rickles on Comedians In Cars Getting coffee is bordeline awesome...maybe fully awesome!

Maybe she's not a liar, maybe she's just a flake, like Chuck said, and maybe she did get her stuff jacked. Totally possible. But also totally irrelevant to y'all's landlord/tenant business, which is ideally built upon a certain degree of mutual trust and understanding. for me myself, I could handle her admitting that she was a disorganized individual who fucks up on timeliness. Hell, I was that person once, until I realized that it was not a sustainable lifestyle once kids and such came into the picture. But I never lied about it, don't have the stomach for liars...bullshitters yes, liars no. But your kid missing a field trip because you forgot to return the consent form and expense fee in time, and sorry, no exceptions, that is fucked up and hurts deeply. At some point, it becomes clear that the only way to not have that problem is to stop having that problem. What we all need to understand is that slack can be a beautiful thing, but slack is not extended unilaterally nor should it ever be expected to be.

Got shamed into confronting my lack of real exploration into Nelson's Prestige catalog (as leader and sideman), have the dates with Dolphy, of course, essential music, imo, but everything else has been kind of collected accidentally in effect, if not in intent. Going about rectifying that, and am finding much delight in the various small group dates where he plays at more length and opportunity than his later dates that were so often showcases for the sidepeoples (the quartet side of Sound Pieces being a memorable exception). My first real OMG moment of Oliver's playing was perhaps the most obvious one, and from a long time ago, the tenor solo on "Stolen Moments" from Blues And The Abstract truth, holy shit, talk about tensions and contrasts. But I more or less moved ahead from that album rather than back (the one exception being that Prestige two-fer LP with Dolphy, talk about a perfect package) figuring, oh well, Prestige, earlier work, small groups, whenever. Well, now's the time. In the process of filling in most of the remaining blanks, with one thing coming in that I have no idea what to expect - an Etta Jones string album...has anybody ever heard that one? Anyway, Oliver Nelson on Prestige, please comment if you've gone there at any point with any real purpose. His relationship with the label seemed to have been a productive one.

I heard, maybe also in the Chilton bio, that he liked practicing cello music on the tenor.

Shit happens to people, and maybe the stolen/frozen thing is true, but the credibility was greatly diminished by the behavior prior to that. At this point, it's not about "character" as it is simple business. Not sure what the terms of the lease are, but if you have the flexibility to demand some kind of auto-pay arrangement with clearly defined terms and conditions for both parties, I would look to go in that direction. And if the tenant cannot handle that and continues to not pay the rent in a reasonably on-time manner and with a credible delineation of where dat money is, then you gotta consider looking at the lease and seeing what your options are. Since there is a personal element in the mix here, though, it's not unfair to ask Susan to have a heart to heart with her outside of work and just say hey, wtf? are you gonna be straight with me about what's going on or are we gonna have to get papers up on this, I can fuck you up on this and I WILL fuck you up on this if you can't be straight up about your condition, why the rent NEVER be on time and then smells funny when it finally does get here? Doesn't matter if she's a lowlife, or got a lowlife on the side, you don't need to know every detail, just why the rent always be funny, what you do with your life is your business, but what you do with MY rent is MY business, so, you got something you gonna tell me? I'm all for working with people in tough times, but I need honesty about it, if you're fucked, let me know. If you're fucked and you gonna lie, then you're gonna be fucked some more. Like the song says, if you don't want, you don't have to get in trouble, let that liar pass on by.

I have to admit finding Rickles funny...don't really WANT to, always try to resist, always succeed up to a point, but eventually the guy lands on just right and I can't help myself. Now if you want to hear something, check out the Joe E. Lewis standup album on Reprise. Talk about something altogether from another time and place. If you accept Sinatra without this type of thing in the mix, you're a child. If you reject Sinatra because of this type of thing being in the mix...whatever. Bottom line - Reality Sinatra is not for people who struggle with ambivalence. Greatness and Abomination just as frequently occupy the same space without either questioning the other. This is certainly one type of Quintessential American Human, no doubt.

Caruso was basically a pop star back in the day, was he not?

otoh...I have a problem - on my phone only, not on any other device - of the cursor jumping into the quote and not getting out, as well as getting "stuck" on all caps and not being able to backspace to erase the caps. But I think that's a phone-specific issue not necessarily related to the quote function. Doing some Googling and see that this model phone can wig out on the keyboard under certain conditions. But it's a few years old now, and my texting technique is like my typing - I hit it like Monk - so there's probably more than a few tech issues on my end. My son keeps asking me why I don't get a new phone...because this one still works, that's why. At least for now. Just curious, though - as the board code continues to be refined for mobile devices (it is, right?), is there any anecdotal evidence that older mobile doftware is becoming not up to the newer tasks demanded of it?

Seriously, if they include 78s, won't some things be seeing reissue for the first time, or close to it? Like the Pigmeat Markham thing.

Some people are naturally curious. For whatever reason. They start feeling restless, get around change, they go check it out and get into it, just to wsee what it's all about. That's how just how they do. And if they get something out of it, that only encourages them to keep it. Some people are happy just the way they are. Things fit, why change? I appreciate the basic notion of hard-wired concepts of comfort built into both personalities. There are two Pepper things I have heard that to me are just godawful examples of his desire to change gone horribly wrong. One is that TV clip from 66(?) where he sounds like he's trying to destroy all thoughts of his old style by having Opposite Day on his instrument. The other one is a private recording of Pepper sitting in with Warne @ Dante's ca. 1977. There. I think it's just ego. This about the time when people were finally starting to get hip to Warne, so Pepper must have felt the need to come in and be THE Mister Hip, In both cases, just horrible, godawful horrible, playing by Pepper, Random devices played with overt aggression, not passion, but aggression, like using a weapon. So there was that, sure there was. Stepping on your dick in public is one thing, that's the cost of improvising, sometimes you reach and OOOOOPS, SORRY....but that's not the same as whipping it out for everybody to see and then putting it in everybody's faces while you run around the room. That's what the bad things are like, actually offensive, sociopathic, even, perhaps. But truthfully, I don't know that there was that much of it overall. The guy was too astute a musician to not understand the music of what he was working with as well as the superficial "modernity", and he was too true an artist to not be able to use it constructively, to want to use it constructively. And there's a lot of good to great music made as a result. Now, having said all that, I think I finally "got" Art Pepper maybe ten years ago, haven't heard anything to change my feelings, just more things to confirm them. So I really don't need to get any more Art Pepper any time soon, except maybe on an occasional whim. My main takeaway about all of it is that if you're going to upset your own applecart, whether it's courageous or stupid depends on what kind of a cart (and what kind of apples) you end up with as a result. Seemed to me that Pepper's applecart and apples could be any given thing on any given day, but on a lot of days, it was pretty a damn hip cart, and that the apples in it were crisp as they could be, crisp, tart, and sweet, tasty apples aplenty to be eaten right there on the spot, get 'em while you can because they might be gone by tomorrow. And then some days it was like, damn dude, get these nastyass apples outta here, I ain't eating that mushy wormy crap. But the thing is, you wouldn't know for sure until you got there, and there were plenty of times when the shit was right that you would want to keep coming back to see what Mr. Pepper was going to bring today. OTOH, there's that Golden State Fruit thing, where you get consistently perfect fruit delivered right to your doorstep the same day every month. That's some damn fine fruit too, no reason to not deal with that, that's a good thing too. Their pears in particular are glorious. Just saying - lots of options in life, and sometimes what I find most interesting is not the options themselves, but watching the people as they make their choices, process perhaps more revealing than outcome, although the outcome is what goes on your resume, and the explanation of processes have to wait for, like, the second or third interview. Assuming you get that far.

The best reason for singing a solo is to get more of the body involved, especially the vibrations from the larynx that radiate outwards. Next thing you know, you're dancing.

But Elvin. Because Elvin

I vary on the satisfsction per se, but I do find It consistently compelling. Not always the case, for me, with the earlier stuff.

Very nice writing, sir. Bullshit-free, kind of a rarity these days. Much appreciated.

Are they counting 78s as singles hete?

And let's not forget that she led the house band on Bill Cosby's reboot of You Bet Your Life! BC representing Philly on that one.

http://blog.wfmu.org/FREEFORM/2011/06/THE-LEGEND-OF-SHECKY-GREENE.HTML Good reading.

Venn, yes. Damn phone auto-correct and I don't always catch it. Hate this phone-posting, need to get a new PC.

Fsir enough. In all honesty, all I recall getting Involved In at about that was making sure that there was no gossip being spead, because, hell, I had never heard that before, and you know, something like that can be passed around maliscioulsly., like It's a jokeprank. NOT cool. Past that, really, Irrelevant to me. If anything past that happened... I would not be happy with myself about that. An Ambient randomness riff, maybe, but anyting of a "sensational" natoure, god forgive both for doing It and for not remembering. Btw, my phone keyboard is wagging out, the cursor jumping all over the place. So anything that looks like an editing of thequote, purely inadvertant, sorry. This phone shit is weird for trying to really communicate like on a real keyboard.

Me? I recall somebody else mentioning II and me wanting to be sure that It was not just gossip, but otherwise, not a subject relevant to my concerns one way or another. Not really a fan, but never hsve been. Somebody else, perhaps?

I also look at his evolution in terms of geography and lifestyle, like once he moved east and settled into that lifestyle and didn't really need to leave toen, so to speak, his playing got more "hardcore" as would be proper, big areas in little spaces, that's what's there, so do that. Or maybe it was just a Blue Note thing, the settings he was afforded. Lord knows, the Time record with Max, everybody remarks how beboppy that one is, unlike the other BN sides, but why was that? Maybe he was clean for a second, maybe Max was vibing him, maybe Albert Lion was not having expectations, who knows. All i know is that when i first heard earlier Sonny Clark, with DeFranco, uh...There was another guy named Sonny Clark, right?

Otoh, self - indulgence definitely is on the Sinatra Venner Diagram, so it's cool.

The more I understand enjoyment, the more I enjoy understanding...or is it the other way around? No matter. Running up against imposed barriers and feeding into programmed limitations might look alike, but they aren't.