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Say yes to the birthday.

Several times, all on the daagnim label, and played any # of live gigs with him early on. Glad to hear that he's on the upswing with his health, No more death for a while, please.

Fuck you, Belden. godDAMNit. This hurts.

I've only seen it the one time, when I bought it, in the used bin one of the last-days-of-Wherehouse Music stores, in Carrolton, iirc. $7.99 on the Pacific ITM label (how that tied into ITM itself, I don't know). The Wherehouse inventory barcode sticker shows that they added it on 12/04/2000. The CD has a copyright date of 1992 and gives recording location date as Stage and Sound Recording Studio, Hollywood, 24.03.90.

I found him, he's here in my den. Ordered that complete Bird With Strings from Amazon, it got here in what i thought was an abnormally large box, and sure enough, when I opened it up this morning, out popped Phil, already telling me about the alternates and how Buddy Rich kept burping and ruining takes, arcane stuff like that that only he would know. It was entertaining at first, but I've not yet been able to get to the disc with the alternates, Phil keeps stopping the disc every five seconds and telling me where Buddy had lunch that day, which was NOT where he usually had lunch, and this different place used a different type of mayo on their coleslaw and was actually shut down by the health department the week before Buddy ate there, and that's all good, but I got shit to do, ya' know, so I've called Amazon to get a return label for this box and Phil should be back soon, assuming that Dusty Groove doesn't get involved. To that end, if anybody wants to drive over and pick him up, he's here.

What about Neville Brand?

Nope, at least not by smell.

Yeah, it's good. You might love it, might merely just like it a lot.

Moving this to Artists, because the way he navigated the industry was superbly artistic, not unlike so much of the music that he facilitated.

The key word there is "almost". I remember a talk we had about the Animation/Reanimation band, and Bob said something to the effect that Americans don't particularly like learning new vocabulary, never mind new languages, something like that. Point was just that as far as "jazz" and "America" went, he wasn't even going to hold out any hope for his music, nor did he have to, thanks to internet/digital/etc. The Miles From India thing, that was as much a socio-technology statement as it was a musical one.

Bob was a college friend and an inspiration of sorts, the first guy to really taunt "the program" and have success anyway...the one guy who turned me and a few others into hardcore BN collectors, the one ""name" guy amongst the "cool kids" who heard my own "free" inclinations and GOT it (had to earn it, though...), we were the only two people in Denton who came there with Sam Rivers records, I think .....we reconnected through the BNBB and have chatted back and forth ever since, the last time just last week...this is upsetting. Bob came to the school at 16, I think, and really couldn't play all that much. But he had attitude out the ass, more nerve than that, and more work ethic than that. The guy seemed to be playing something somewhere with somebody literally 24/7/365. Sure seemed that way. I remember one time...he walked into the cafeteria with his horn out of the case and a copy of Tetragon under his arm and wanted to know if anybody had a reed...geez, those were the days, nothing to do but play, nothing. Smart motherfucker, he was, smart. Cynical as hell too, but once he dug you and figured you were not bullshitting about music, he would not be your enemy, ever. We played together in an "experimental" big band, kind of an "Anti-Lab Band" and one day he came up to me and said, "man, I used to think you were the jivest cat here...now I realize you're just the weirdest"...gave me a deadpan look and then I said "fuck you, Belden" and then we both started laughing...this is how respect sometimes manifests itself. He was the kind of guy who would walk up to you and say with another one of those deadpan looks, "I was sitting in English class today and wrote out this George Coleman solo, wanna see it?" and you'd be, like fuck you, Belden, but with nothing but love, right? "Praying for a miracle" is not usually my style, but for this cat...this is upsetting.

Players will adjust the vertical placement of the ligature on the reed to accommodate different reed shapes/sizes (they're not all uniform!) and/or to get the best available resonance out of any given reed. The old Strathons used to have a ligature that was incorporated into the mouthpiece body: They were not, however, universally loved. Links, otoh, pretty much always have been and always will be a solid favorite over the ages. Many, many cats who play a Link will not play anything else, ever. And am9ong them, some will only play certain vaieties/vintages. Saxophonists and their mouthpieces...as a rule, you don't wanna go their, trust me.

Haha look at bird hes so drunk he thinks hes joe maini

I particularly enjoyed how the whole D.B. Cooper thing remained viable up until the very last segment. I wonder if any tv-beat-blogger person will have the esoteric bent to ask Weiner or Hamm or somebody about that tritone thing on the chant. It was pretty conspicuous, the interval itself as well as how it was mixed. Just wondering if it was a really inside joke, here Don is totally lost of his mojo, and then he chants at "the devil's interval" and you can see his mojo coming back into him, it's answered the call, and then...how else do you explain "I'd Like to Tech The World To Sing"? I know there's lots of inside references when it comes to scripts and visuals, and the soundtracks have been delightfully "inside" as well, but, would they have had historical musical knowledge to know about "the devil's interval" and then do this? Or was Hamm off key, nobody cared, and that's how it ended up, wholly coincidental?

Don was chanting a tritone off from the leader/group. The devil's interval!

Somebody had a December 2014 gig up on youTube for a quick minute a few weeks ago, and yeah...I would pay fair money to go see that.

Players not credited (and hard as heel to find listed anywhere. Tuns out to be (per http://muroreco.shop-pro.jp/?pid=21977812 ) Pat Thomas(vo), Tommy Flanagan(p), Booker Little(tp), Curtis Fuller(tb), Roland Alexander(ts, fl), Teddy Charles(vib), Kenny Burrell(g), Reggie Workman(b), Charlie Persip(ds) I had Fuller pegged right away, was leaning towards Charles because of the tremelo/vibrato setting ont he vibes, but I swear, I thought Reggie Workman was Ron Carter. The pressing is crap and has been played since new, but the bass playing on this record is something to hear, just a rich fat sound with articulation and sustain still very rare in jazz of the time. So, yeah, Reggie Workman, makes sense. Everybody else, had me guessing, and still am not 100% sold that it's Burrell. Not a particularly well "presented" session, and Ms. Thomas seems a bit ill at ease (or maybe that's just how she sung), but definitely, she knew what she wanted to sing and how. Also, I think that she used to come through Albuquerque in the early 1980s when I lived there, seems like the name was Pat Thomas. If so, she had a working band and a MD who created the trio arrangements to perfectly fit her concept. Every tune was tight as a glove and full of little quirks that worked (unlike the presentation here, which is very much run the tunes). But I had never heard of her then, and had forgotten all about her until finding this record, so...might not be the same person at all.

The liner notes are exquisitely honest about what this is all about, and any program that begins with "Through The Eyes Of A Child" and ends with "I'm Living in Shame" should be taken at its word.

Commemorating a Decade of Tranquilizer Therapy...ushered in by the discovery of 'Miltown' (meprobamate)--still, today, the therapeutic standard in the control of anxiety. - Wallace Laboratories, Cranbury, N.J. A one-sided LP of a 1964 luncheon address bu the then-president of the AMA in which he urges physicians and psychiatrists to get over their mutual distrust, work together as allies in the battle against anxiety, and start prescribing more tranquilizers, because that will reduce the need for mental asylums, and if you don't believe me, here's some statistics from Louisiana. Comes with the original drug information sheet about Miltown.

How previously unreleased are we talking here?

I swear to god, Jamie singing a jingle is some of the sexiest music of the 20th Century. I mean that sincerely. Put the lady on a real pop tune, ehhhh, but give her a jingle to sing and hell yeah. One sided private promo 33, and the label reads: JOE SILVIA 23 Salem Lane Evanston, Illinois ORchard 4-2970

Yes, link now active for me too, details as mentioned by Lon.

Hey Larry, I was looking for another goofy photo to hopefully tickle your funny bone, and came acroos this Google Image: The link http://numerocinqmagazine.com/2015/02/10/the-mother-of-all-coincidences-or-why-i-am-never-bored/is dead now, but the there is this excerpt on the Google Image search page: Looks like it's gonna be a happy story...any idea who/what/etc?