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I proudly present...Dizzy Gillespie and his great orchestra.

That was a legacy.

Dover Quartet Monday, November 9, 2015, 7:30PM | at Caruth Auditorium Dvořák: String Quartet No. 12, Op. 96 Berg: Quartet, Op. 3 Beethoven: Quartet in F Major, Op. 59, No. 1 Dover Quartet got all up in that shit, constantly lucid and constantly fluid, holy f-ing shit, or whatever the classical equivalent is. I don't know what "great" really is, but as far as I know it, this was it. A young band seeing things very clearly right now, if they keep this up, look out. Or maybe it was just a really good night. But here's their schedule if you wanna try your luck at finding out for yourself: http://www.doverquartet.com/schedule/ Tomorrow is Houston. If my life was even a little different, I'd get on the road first thing tomorrow to be there for it.

J. Fred Muggs Judy The Chimpanzee Magilla The Gorilla

Sandy Koufax King Kolax Courax of Syracuse

Was there an organ on it?

Ralph Garr Cecil Upshaw Bob Didier

Caleb Bradham Charles Alderton Charles Leiper Grigg

Tonight: Jun Märkl conducts Daniel Müller-Schott, cello WAGNER Overture to The Flying Dutchman STRAVINSKY Petrushka (1947 version) Intermission DVOŘÁK Cello Concerto Wow. What a wonderful evening of music. There's a certain something about Dvorak that I've still not been able to fully embrace emotionally, but there was so much logic and ongoing sensitivity to detail in the Cello Concerto that I couldn't help but go along for the ride. And Petrushka live, oh my god, dance music indeed. a stage full of orchestra and a pianist who is almost literally sitting in the wings, no place to put any dancers, but I swear, hearing and feeling it live like that has me now needing to see this thing danced live. Wagner, diminished chords out the ass, right? Confident, determined diminished chords out the ass. I don't think we'll ever hear scary Wagner again, because...you know...but safe Wagner played with vigor is an acceptable enough temporal solution for a live performance. This was as much enjoyment of a non- van Zweden DSO gig as I've ever had. Admittedly, small sample size, but whereas last week was kind of a head-scratcher after it was all over, this one was a sheer delight. Great music well played and conducted, music worth leaving the house for! (although...forgot that it's NBA season now, and there was a Mavs game downtown that also began at 7:30 PM..traffic, duh!) Coming up for Monday: Dover Quartet Monday, November 9, 2015, 7:30PM | at Caruth Auditorium Dvořák: String Quartet No. 12, Op. 96 Berg: Quartet, Op. 3 Beethoven: Quartet in F Major, Op. 59, No. 1 More Dvorak, and the material of his that I've heard that has appealed to my the most directly are the string quartets, so... Couple that with some early Berg and a middle Beethoven quartet...anticipation is running high!

Wally Pipp Poppin' Fresh Deaux Girl

The film critic for Jet?

Buster Cooper Bowser, King Of The Koopa Davey (Davey) "Davey" Crockett, King Of The Wild Frontier

The issue was never was his heart in his playing the question was whether he could ever get a good record made...some of the worse records, like Nucleus, have some of the most neckbreaking good playings on them...and then something like This Is How I feel, god, they used Lee Ritenoir for crissakes, and they got a record that sounded good, but lord, what shit music,...better was Love at First Sight, which was essentially Don't Ask with Stanley Clarke in the role of Larry Coryell.and without the benefit of a hidden piece of perfection like "Harlem Boys"..and then there was No Problem with Hutch and Tony, not much of a record, but, you know, you're sittng there all hhhhhmmmmmy, and them BOOM there come one of those moments, and,,,NO PROBLEM! So it got to where the records were bought for the moments, not got the record as a whole, "Have You Seeen Harold Vick", good good, tht thing exists entirely becuse there is no other way for it to exist no nobody else to house its lif...and is there a narrative for hat? Probably not. I got Sonny Please on my TV now, on Amazon Music, and shit, that thing is pretty dangerous, the title tune in particular, and no need for Larrydon coryell then or now, ok?

Steve Earle Steve Urkel errrr....Rick Steves

Neither apologies nor justifications for a record like Don't Ask. It's really not a fine record of its time or any other time. The mix is weird, the material is sometimes shaky, Coryell is totally irrelevant to anything, and other than "Harlem Boys" not one cut on the record has a natural flow to it from start to finish. But there are enough moments of Sonny Rollins playing music that was - and still is - something that only Sonny Rollins could play to where...I gotta hear it. Becuase there's no other way to hear that. I've got every album that Sonny ever made, including more than a few that he didn't know he was making. If the argument is to be - as many have made it - that Sonny Rollins ceased being relevant because he stopped making "good records", then oh well, yeah, ok, game over, almost. +3, Falling In Love With Jazz, maybe Global Warming, "stopped" is not an accurate word. But that's really not an argument worth having now, really. That was an argument to have in that time, and t got made, and if it was an ultimately cheap argument then, at least it was relevant in terms of one vision of the future, hopefully, maybe, tell me that Reel Life is not all that's left, please tell me. but that time is over. There are likely to be many more new Sonny Rollins records, but no new Sonny Rollins music. No time to waste on thinking in terms of "Sonny Rollins records", they are what they are and they always will be, all of them. But I'd rather listen to an off-ish Sonny Rollins record than a "great" record by somebody who's just playing notes that immediately go back where they came from, i.e.. - from nowhere in particular. And the cool part is that there are actually some of those Milestone records that are pretty damn fine pretty much all the way through, so...bonus points! If the point/effect of a Hank Mobley record like Breakthrough is to finally spill all the blood once and for all, remove all doubt that, no, I'm not doing alright, thanks for not asking, then a Sonny Rollins record like Don't Ask it's...don't ask. Not as in "if you have to ask, don't" nearly as much as it is just...don't...ask, you already know, and no, you're not mistaken. But I'm here, ain't I? And I'm playing, ain't I? And can't nobody else be me but me,ain't that the truth? So why the hell am I making records like this? Why the hell do you ask?

How is that song not by Brian Wilson?

Manhattan Transfer's was a cover? 20 years ago, it was reissued on CD, survivors available quite cheaply, apparently: http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/B000008BJN/ref=tmm_acd_used_olp_sr?ie=UTF8&condition=used&qid=1446865819&sr=8-1 This predates the Columbia albums, I think.

What, no Denny McLain? But seriously, how about that Don Was guy, eh? Maybe he'll be the "let's do George Butler again, only let's get it right this time" guy.

I've been listening to Don't Ask a lot the last few weeks, and now that I don't really have the need for it to be any kind of a thing other than what it was (and so many of them were)...I can't say it's a "damn fine record", it's far from that, but I can say with the fullest possible conviction there is some damn good Sonny Rollins on it. I mean, the title answers all questions..like, why is Larry Coryell on here doing this - Don't Ask. etc. But, and this is where it either matters to you or it doesn't, and if not, oh well, see you someplace else at some other time, we can catch up there, and then, but there is nobody else who can play the tenor like that neither physically nor metaphysically, and, yeah, damn straight you're gonna miss him when he's gone, because that's one kind of hope that will have finally died right in front of you ears. There is more space being occupied and moved by that man's sound than any microphone can hold. And i don't care, fuck the court popular of jazz opinion, this is some of the greatest jazz tenor playing ever, especially since it's not a particularly great "jazz record".

Regarding Land with Bennett, archive pickers should start looking for the TV commecial (videotaped, not filmed) for, iirc The Las Vegas Jazz Appreciation Society. I was working in Vegas with a traveling band, and that was one of the first things I saw when I truned the TV on, that commercial, with some brief but sweet Harold Land and some HITHISISTONYBENNETT Tony Bennett. Hopefully a copy exists somewhere in some form. And I'm not sure at all, but I THINK maybe the Bennett/Land thing was on Carson once? Von Freeman played with Milt Trenier, Harold Land played with Tony Bennett, don't tell me we don't like singers now, singers help people eat.

Royals offered Gordon a QO, correct? So even if he does leave, there's draft pick compensation to be had,

Yep.

Might be best heard on the original LH&R version, done for Pacific Jazz and not widely restored to circulation, as far as I can tell.

We sing a spring (Sing joy spring) A rare and most mysterious spring (This most occult thing) Is buried deep in the soul (It's story never has been told) The joy spring, the fountain of pleasure Is deep inside you whether you're diggin' it or not Once you're aware of this spring You'll know that it's the greatest Treasure you've got And furthermore The joy spring, the bounteous treasure Cannot be bartered away and never Can be sold Nothing can take it from you It's yours and yours alone to have And to hold And something more: It never is lost to fire or theft It's always around When trouble is gone the pleasure Is left I've always found It's burglar-proof same as the treasure Man lays up in heaven worth a Price no one can measure that says a lot So joy spring this fountain of pleasure That's deep inside you let me inform You in all truth *(to Coda second time) Ponce de Leon sought this When he was searchin' for the fountain of youth Ol' Ponce de Leon laughed so much he Never did find the magic fountain But many people with a well-adjusted Spirit they could hear it when y'told 'em it was there tellin' them was Like tellin' it on the mountain It's quite a life havin' the gift of laughter I'm a man who knows in a minute I can tell y'just exactly how the story goes It involves a firm conviction in another previous life givin' your mind a chance to fly Fly aroun' the universe investigatin' other galaxies n' certain other subtle types o'life tryin' t'dig it gettin' pretty well-acquainted with a lot of other strife an' pretty much acquirin' yourself plenty of education pretty soon here comes earth birth 'n then y'ready t'put it all t'work but soon as you're finished bein' born you start forgettin' what you knew 'Cause you're another kinda you - a reincarnation manifestation of spirit in sensation Y'really got that right The average person isn't bright not so bright that they recall the fatal fall down here t' this earth their minds disguise their death to spirit life and call it birth that's their reason for forgetting and they find it very upsetting when reminded tell 'em they've lived before They'll show y' the nearest open door Gotta have feelin' while dealin' with walkers in their sleep they can't imagine somethin' as deep Here they come - here they come - there they are Unimaginative and ignorant of falling from a star Here they come - there they are - there they go Life is over in a minute an' they never dug it in it or enjoy a minute of it 'cause they put too much above it that was gross somethin' that was worth a couple bucks at mos' So there is the reason that the maker of man included there in his plan A certain fountain deep within' where there was laughter, youth 'n gold for human beings t'have 'n hold 'n share the memory of where we've all been Brothers called Grimm knew chances were slim' Anybody would dig that the human soul was Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs were seven tempers in man whose digging out the gold completes the plan An Bacon was hip that Shakespeare couldn't read and so he gave him all the rhymes that have lasted through the years and kept eternal truths alive through several centuries That's how we know them now they lasted 'cause they're true What was it from "MacBeth?" "Life's but a walking shadow a player poor that struts and frets upon the stage and's seen no more A tale that truly has an idiotic ring That's full of lotsa sound and fury signifying nothing..." That's right signifying nothing I'll repeat it! Nothing Don't forget it - Nothing And that's the reason for that spring of joy That the Father put inside of every single girl and boy Show time! Everyone's on let's hit the stage It's show time everyone an' proceed to act your age Whatever you're frownin' at is funny enough f'laughin' so you're wastin' all your humor on a frown While you're bringin' your spirit down You gotta book yourself a comic in your act without some laughter life's a maudlin farce 'n that's a fact Once you know about the spring you always can smile It becomes your one expression and you're always wearin' it like the Buddhas do Ponce de Leon sought this When he was searchin' for the fountain of youth I say in truth he sought a magical thing For he was searchin' for the joy spring