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I've been hearing this general type of thing for what seems like forever, since the mid-70s, easily. And the records have alwyas, always sounded the same, the instrumentation, the arrangements, everything. It was about as absolutist a traditional form as you could find anywhere. But these recent records, they are very different, the songs sound the same, but the arrangements, instrumentation...this is something different, there's a certain, for lack of a better term, "post-modern" thing going on. How/when it happened, I don't know, becuase I don't really follow this music, I just hear it while scanning the dial, listening to cars drive by, etc. But this new sound, I just really heard it last weekend, and it caught my attention immediately. At first I though it was a joke record, but then they all had this same basic production going on, and I said, wow, something's going on here! Also recently learned that there is a thing called "Narcocorrida", which has been around for decades, but which has been gaining popularity in the US as a parallel to Gangsta Rap lyrically. All about the grisly realities of the drug-smuggling biz on both sides of the border. What effect, if any, all that is having on the music I haven't a clue, but something is happening. I really should get my Spanish together once and for all.

Today I had a very unsettling experience while looking through some 78s - there in the middle of a bunch of innocuous garbage appeared an old-school six pocket sleeve 78 album that on the spine indicated "Organ Favorites" on Columbia, and on the back was a generic Columbia catalog ad, but the front cover...just a regular brown board, but printed with a small, faceless brown-inked line drawing of a head, hairline, and mustache that was unmistakeably Hitler. On the inside front was a taped, a ptinted image and a word in German, not big at all. And then inside, one "regular" 78, but two more of speeches. I found an example of the label here: http://britishlibrary.typepad.co.uk/.a/6a00d8341c464853ef0177444b366e970d-pi And another mention of the records themselves here: http://britishlibrary.typepad.co.uk/music/2012/08/martin-moir-donation.html The really creepy thing, however, was that this album showed no signs of being a homemade paste job, it was too perfectly assembled for anything like that. It had obviously been constructed as a "secret container" or some such. A place for somebody to keep the records on their shelve or to carry them about without calling any attention to itself except by pulling it out and showing it. The thing was mixed in with a lot of other 78 albums and was priced at $3.00, and I really don't think that anybody involved in putting it on sale in the store bothered to look at the details, they likely just saw another 78 album, slapped a price sticker on it, and threw it in with all the others. I didn't buy it, didn't want to buy it, didn't even want to snap pictures of it. Shit like this gives me the creeps from the mojo, and I don't want it in or near my house/family. Call me superstitious, you're probably right, but still... I'm left with the question - is something like this a "known quantity" historically? Was it a post-war thing, some underground Nazi-exile way to keep the memory alive in your new country or something like that. In other words, is there any real, objective historical value to it, dark as it is? I'm fully aware of the sensitivity of an item like this, and like I said, I did not buy it, It was just creepy as hell. But there it was, and I'm left wondering just how many of these things were there in the first place, how many survive, and, really, WTF? in so, so many ways.

The Great Pumpkin Patches The Man In The Hathaway Shirt

Anybody ever come across this 78, apparently the debut recording of the song? b/w

Steve Nash Steve Neve (sic) Jack Spratt (who should get sick, what with all the shared plate licking)

The Famous Flames Flamin Groovies Jack Flam

How is it recorded? I ask because the way of recording big bands where the detail is intense to the point of destroying the total ensemble blends is something that has long bugged me. The Ryan Truesdell Gil Evans Centennial album shows that it's possible to have both, but damn, that took long enough to figure out, ya' know? And I hear you about "those obligatory shout choruses"...

Franklin Kiermyer/Pharoah-Sanders - Solomon's Daughter Believe it.

AC was on Tuesday, got a freeze warning for tonight.

By "them", you mean Cohen & Fitzgerald, not Amazon, correct? That's not made entirely clear, so some honest misunderstanding is not unreasonable.

I think he didn't like being in Texas, period. Many people don't! Being traded by the Orioles, also, I think...he kinda felt betrayed or something. Dude can pitch, though, and I never heard anything about him not being a "good teammate" in the clubhouse. It jut seemed that he didn't like being here, that it was not his preference.

If you live in a region with a variety of Mexican-American programming, is this stuff on the air there? We have a station that plays it 24/7, and I confess to not being able to tune out once I tune in.

Maybe THIS is exactly what bugged some? Those who have put KOB on a sky-high pedestal or in a sacred shrine to be worshipped all year round? Nah, to me it feels like a college grade conceptual project. This. It's not like it's not a funny idea to think about, I mean, lots of things are funny ideas to think about, and play out as inside conceptualalities amongst circles of friends, hell, I live to do shit like that sometimes, but to scale it up to an actual release and shit, that's just too big a scale for that level joke. It's got nothing to do with it being a Sacred Jazz Album or some other lameass notion, it's just...not funny, not as a reality. That's why I don't want/need to hear it, because the joke is not about the reality, it's about the concept, period. Actualizing the concept is, like, a whole other concept, and even then, the joke I take away is that, wow, somebody was dumb enough to actually take this one concept and turn it into something real. And that is a joke that I don't find funny at all, just stupid, Darwin Award-level stupid, you know, like, this is why not everybody is destined to live long and prosper.It's a joke, but the joke's on you, perpetrators, duh. As a concept, yeah, maybe, it depends on the particulars of who's doing the joking and how, but as a reality? You gotta be Andy Kaufman-esque to pull that type of shit off, ok? And Andy Kaufamn was like late Trane - you gotta have master chops, master courage, master vision, and balls the size of Jupiter. and even then, it will not be to everybody's liking. It's funny, though, people would rather think that people are upset about their record because of the musical thing rather than accept that some people think it's just a dumb joke. People are really touchy about having their sense of humor questioned.

Thinking about Roger Bobo led me to ask myself whatever happened to Harvey Phillips. Well, I guess the same thing that happens to everybody. Roger Bobo, don't know if he could improvise (or if that was a p[rerequisite for being a tubaist in Eliis' band), but anyway. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=658N-oJwvTI

How about one choice per decade? Ten decades, ten icons, one century.

HA!

This Banda stuff...it's so...delightfully rude. Like the First Herd,only not. But whoever this guy is....hey.

Eggs?

How has David Lynch not gotten to this one yet? Como's narcotic phase, perhaps.