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Some pretty interesting moves in the front office/managerial ranks...if the movement on the player front is this eye-catching, we're in for a helluva winter!

I think it's fair to say that my deliberately not bothering to listen to this is conceptual listening in the interest of having a conceptual opinion. Apples to apples, after all.

We're beginning the 20th Century around 1955 or so, correct? Otherwise, Jolson? Chaplin, indeed. Hope, Benny, and of the vaudeville-to-radio-to-TV people who were big for most of the century. Would we dare consider Hemingway? People used to read, and authors used to be celebrities, and Hemingway was a pretty big one as I understand it. Ask again in 2050 or so, and let's see what them that are alive then have to say about all this.

Not at all, just saying that long before there was the Race To Space, there was the Craving For The Clouds.

Absolutely did notice that. Takes a lot of discipline lay off of those, especially when one swing of the bat can change the game. Proof yet again that pitching will damn near always have the advantage unless/until a mistake is made. And Baumgardner wasn't in the mood to make mistakes. The misspelling of MG's name is intentional. If you will notice, the added letters were "A" & "D", which are Secret Code for Absolutely Dominating. It's a method of sending secret messages that I learned from studying the secret life of Anton Webern. We're sending messages to people who need to know and can't find out by any other means. People with their decoder rings already know this. If you don't have yours yet, start saving the boxtops, they're still in stock, but supplies are limited!

Picked up this past Sunday: George Lewis - Oh, Didn't He Ramble (Verve), with autographs of "Truly, George Lewis" & "Dave Oxley Drums & Vocals", of whom I have never heard, and who is not on the record in question, but who has a very distinctive signature. Jazz of the Connecticut Traditional Jazz Club (Conntrad Jazz) - with autographs galore! On the front cover - "Best Wishes To Lou, John (?)" & "To Lou, Best Of Luck, Jo (?) Jr.". On the back cover - "Doc Cheatham", "Earle Warren, Alto Sax", "Dill Jones", "Benny Morton", "Thanks, Paul Quinichete (? - only one "t"!?!", and "Eddie Durham". Appearing on the album (a complication of various live performances by various groups) in musical but not autographical form are Vic Dickenson, Buddy Tate, Bill Crow, and (surely not the "Lou" of the autographitorial dedications) Lou Levy. $14 for the pair, easily worth FIFTY BAJILLION DOLLARS to the right buyer, at auction. [EDIT] I would appear to be remiss in not knowing at least the name of Dave Oxley! http://www.knowla.org/entry/1846/

Finally! Thank you!

Big Bad John Bad, Bad Leroy Brown Buzzcut Pshycho

Well, we had us a series, eh? Baumgardner, just too much, what a performance. The Panda, too, what a bright light he is. Yet and still, much love here for the Royals. I thought I would have no fun baseball this year, none, but then came the Royals, and they stayed in there, feasible and unlikely winners (the best combination for my baseball and/or life entertainment value) until the very last out, did not go quietly after all, wondering if one more in the tank until proven otherwise. Last out, last inning, last game, and you're not convinced that it'll be over until, well, yes, now it's over. So, Hey Royals!

Yeah, Papasoff! Mostly on bari here, and a good side, still. Funny, while looking for that, I found this http://www.organissimo.org/forum/index.php?/topic/4638-baritone-saxophonists/?view=findpost&p=550558&hl=papasoff I'm still represetin' for Jack Washington!

I only hope that Bobby is being well taken of and is as comfortable and as active as his condition will allow.

You still having birthdays? Aren't you a little old for that?

Somebody show some love for Jack Washington, please!

One could easily (and accurately) say the same thing about getting married, having kids,and/or getting a corporate job. If it doesn't kill you, it makes you wish you were dead. All decisions have consequences. Really sorry/sad to hear this about Bobby, and no, I don't advocate laxity towards smoking, anything but, so glad I quit when I did. Nevertheless, if, god forbid, he drops dead right now, he made his life count in a way that a bajillion non-smokers haven't. So I'll choose to note that over the route by which he is exiting. I wonder if he could take a train instead of flying. Seriously.

Miles had already recorded two or three space-age bachelor pad albums with Gil Evans by the time of Kind of Blue. One of them before the Space Age even began! How did THAT happen! Uh oh, Claude, look out for the no oxygen zone!

Yeah, probably one of the first 50 or so tenor players (hell, maybe among the first 25 or so) I ever heard, thanks to the exposure those first Rich PJ sides got. Nice, swinging player, not at all a note machine, I still appreciate that, especially in a big band setting. RIP, thanks, and you will be remembered.

Ok, I was just goofin' about Lars Gullin - BUT - I can't say that I've ever heard anything by him that strikes me as too much more than a really fine improvisor, but more or less strictly of his time and place, kinda like Gerry Mulligan minus the unattractive American-ness..and kinda like Lee Konitz minus the attractive American-ness. Gullin advocates, give me something musical to think about, please, but not too much, please. Who was the guy who played bari with Ozzie Nelson? Tate Houston! Not with Ozzie Nelson, but still, bari palyer! And Trevor Koehler! Sad story, but also, still, bari player! But who was the guy with Ozzie Nelson? He was no Jack Washington, that's for sure, so let's hear some love for Jack Washington?

Mister Brewster Pearl Bodine Jethro Pugh

Well, looks like we got us a Series!

Ok, now make it the Kind Of Blue Martini. The more it makes you wanna vomit, the more marketable it will be, so don't be bashful or anything like that.

Thanks for elaborating! I don't really know his playing all that well yet ... any particular recommendations? Time to dig up that last Mobley rekkid again, I think ... what else? Joe's recs of the KD Time & Jaro (did he hit both of those?) & Steve Lacy Candid are spot-on, and for later work, try Super 80 on Nilva. The Mobley album is great, imo, butnot in the manner of GREAT, if you know what I mean, more like, oh look mommy, that man is pissing on the wall, and it's ok baby, that man is a genius who's just had a hard time, but mommy, it' still piss, yes baby, it is, but it is GOD'S piss, gee mommy are you drunk, don't ask baby, lust keep walking, mommy's got to see this man over here, I'll be right back, mommy, are you having a hard time too, yes baby, Mommy's having a hard time, everybody has hard times, and when we do, we piss on walls sometimes sometimes we get out of room. So if you have an aversion to seeing geniuses piss on walls because they're peoples who are out of rooms, hey, this will NOT be the record for you, ok?. Me, I love it for the blood, which is kinda like piss when it comes out like this. You can also get him on a lot of early Ra things, and Elvin's Illumination! the cat was never "high profile" for whatever reasons, but he was there, and he could play.

That THING band sounds pretty damn good to me, but I find that I enjoy that type of expression more either playing it or hearing it live than I do just sitting here staring at a monitor or staring into space listening to a record player. It's like, there's no such thing as partial absorption of this type of energy, it either goes right into you or else it goes right around you, it's not an energy that will entertain the notion of partial engagement. Jack Washington, hello!

The notion that Kind Of Blue was created as a stealth Lounge album, that it was really music for and about affluent white hipsters and/or swingers, is one of the great (and one of the few remaining) unexplored avenues of jazz scholarship. People need to start getting in line for their grants to write their book, because once this gets figured out, EVERYBODY'S gonna want to do one.

Charles Davis, man, that cat had pitch that was about as flat in tune as you can get and still be in tune. And he kinda huffed his phrases, but very distinctly so. Charles Davis on bari, now there was a voice, ok? I dig his tenor playing too, but on bari, one note, and ok, that's Charles Davis. No that "might be" Charles Davis, ya' know? I'm reaching for the comb just writing this. Play me some Hog and I will need a haircut!