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Yeah, "history" inevitably takes care of itself in accordance with whatever manner the lens is directed at any given time. Very few genuine "unknowns", just.a lot of people who haven't been looked at yet. So anybody who wants to leave a trail now to be looked at later, can't blame them for that. And unless and until all documentation of any given time/place is completely destroyed by natural or forced means, there's always hope. Centuries, even eons, of it. As far as "the best"...I don't know what that means, outside of executing any given set of parameters more thoroughly than anybody else, and even then, how do you know that it won't be done better by somebody else at some point. I mean, ok, Bird is definitely "the best" but he's not even been dead 75 years yet, and at some point, those parameters (which ultimately have to do with spatial & dimensional fluidity trough the physics of sound) will either no longer matter at all (god forbid), or else the means by which consensually desired execution of those parameters will have changed so dramatically that the meat will be lost and all that will be observed is the skeleton upon it once resided. I hope to not live that long, and maybe that time will never come. But it might. and even if it doesn't, hey, you still got Bird morphing Newtonian into Quantum, so...deal with it. Or not. I don't care. I'll create (or more accurately, discover) my own history, thank you, and it will "matter" or not depending on how many intersection points there are with everybody else who is doing/has done/will do the same. Not gonna cry if/when that's not very often, nor feel like God Made Manifest when it does. Safety In Numbers vs Lemmings, who wins? Depends on how far away the cliff is, I suppose.

this is the Detroit tenor player we're talking about, correct? Glad to see him finally getting some props!

Ok, who is driving the bus on this sudden spotlight(s) on Slugs, and is it the end game or is this groundwork being laid for somethings mores? Not complaining, not at all, very much not at all. Just...surely this is not all once cosmic coincidence, eh?

You can't win with this one. If you talk theory or intervals or micro-macro structures or specific instrumental technique, much less print score excerpts or solo transcriptions, you get the cries of woe from the "hey, I'm no musician, this is of no interest to me" crowd. And then when you go off into subjective reactions, you get hit with the "oh, you're just projecting" line. Frankly, I think both crowds protest too much. It never hurts to learn the basics of anything you're interested in, things don't just happen by magic. And it never hurts to be open to a pure subjective reception either. That's more or less an essential act of humanness. And really, a well-balanced/disciplined human will proceed from one direction into the other, and back again, for as long as the fascination holds/grips. Pretty much a sucker's game to refuse to be educated and interested at the same time. Really, no-win, which I personally think is bullshit. And I think a lot of the "projecting" is done as much by the people claiming that they are being projected on, just as the cries of over-technicality are often coming from those who realize that they really could/should be able to learn a few basics and just haven't bothered (for whatever reason). But it is what it is, always has been, always will be. It never hurts to try to figure out why you like or don't like anything, but it also doesn't hurt to simply like or not like that thing first, worry about it later, if at all.

Yes, "counterfeit" = oversimplification on my part. "Knowing approximation for the purpose of appropriation" would be it.

Note the attention to proper sanitary practices. I would trust her to handle my records, unlike that Toscanini cat who was a freakin' groper, right? But review them? What happens to the chocolate then? She feels resentment that she's diverting her personal passion to my own? And then what, she overcompesates with the chocolate, gets all fat and shit, everybody loses their self-esteem and gets shows on E! or some such? How does that leave anything better than it began? I'm telling you, that NPR guy is flirting with disaster, if not already penetrating it.

Very sorry to hear this. Only knew him through his posts here (and had been noticing absence of same), but yes, always enjoyable. RIP, and condolences.

I have no qualm with people meeting their porn needs, as long as it's between consenting adults. However, the escalating tendency of so many people in general to pay for damn near anything has me thinking the Ebola might yet end up serving a constructive purpose. What we won't do for ourselves, nature will do for us. Porn will always exist, but bad porn should only exist as a failed last (or first) resort. It shouldn't become the industry standard. But people and their genitals, fools and their money, same old same old.

No, that's a fake. That's a counterfeit of the BN 45 label. The catalog # 101 & signed sleeve suggests that it was, hopefully, just a vanity pressing made up to be sold or even given away as a wink-wink-lol-if-only type of thing. At least one would hope so. "Singingly yours"....eeeeEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW!!!!! Yeah, good luck, Mallory, for real. You've been genuinely Touched By Creepiness!

Not sure these EuroPD AudioPorn Collections Of Xeroxed Grampa Playboys count as bootlegs, although I am sure that they count as EuroPD AudioPorn Collections Of Xeroxed Grampa Playboys.

Not Jazz, but major music anyway... Takács Quartet Monday, October 6, 2014, 8:00PM | at Caruth Auditorium Program: Haydn: String Quartet in B-flat Major, Hob. III:67 Janáček: String Quartet No.2 ‘Intimate Letters’ Beethoven: String Quartet in E minor, Op.59, No.2 http://www.dallaschambermusic.org/70thseason/takacsquartet/

Bucs making sure I get to bet on time tonight...thanks, I guess, but was hoping for at least a better game. In the meantime, don't bother showing Miggy the money, he's not wanting it: http://espn.go.com/mlb/playoffs/2014/story/_/id/11625438/miguel-cabrera-detroit-tigers-sign-paperwork-playoff-bonus Good luck, Tigers!

"Dotted tradition"? Does that mean "swing"? Serious question.

Maybe so? Don't know. But there's an extroverted sunshine-y surface to this music that's not at all "1965 NYC junkie"-ish, and I say that very advisedly knowing full well that there's no such real thing except as a broad generalization. One thing for sure though, if he did have a habit, it didn't take all his money. That dude, when he took his time off, he invested in some Big Sur real estate and went to chill out totally flush. If he did that and was strung out, hey, kudos, nice work if you can get it. I also remember Dave Liebman telling the story of how Charles Lloyd was his Big Jazz Hero that he could actually be around in real life, like he was a Charles Lloyd Tenor Groupie, and that one of his (Liebman's) biggest thrills was driving Lloyd around to buy a Maserati. Liebman kinda dismissed it as the youthful hero worship that it was, but, still, this is where Lloyd was at financially. Not broke, not bitter, taking the money and running with it. Again, nice work if you can get it, but if in 1965 NYC Jazz World, not the sort of thing that gets you in with the in-crowd, if you know what I mean. Yet and still, there's some very good playing on this collection, and Pete LaRoca (another one of Liebman's youthful heroes, and there's a not yet fully told story of all the young white jazz musicians of mid-late 1960s NYC and who they were hanging with in their formative years...certain names keep popping up, and LaRoca is one of them) is dealing, as is Ron Carter. It's almost like a good Herbie Mann band, that one with Bruno Carr & Miroslav anchoring it, only Gabor & Lloyd are at a much higher level than anybody in that band (Sonny Sharrock, different game altogether, so do not compare), and Ron Carter is bringing his A-game too. It's just...totally out of sync with the prevalent Blue Note/ESP/Etc vibe that stereotypically defines that time/place. totally. And not in a bad way either.

I hear what you're saying, but Zoot could play, now. Refresh on that Loft Jazz thing, the jam sessions. Dude had no shortage of detail there. I think a lot of times he "coasted" in a Sonny Stitt type high-level way, but like Stitt, when he felt like it....up several gears, or more, ya' know?

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Having a listen to this as we speak...impressive enough, to be sure, especially for the Szabo/Carter/Trio. Lloyd himself, too, better than most of the Columbias & Atlantics, less gesture, more playing, although that's a relative matter, not an absolute one. I've come along with Charles Lloyd to the point that I think I more or less completely understand why both the deriders and worshippers feel as they do, so for me to say that this release is maybe a notch above the norm for Lloyd probably means nothing, but that's what I'll say anyway. That, and, this music, this band, in NYC, in 1965. not enough drugs or politics in it to take root in that soil, so the move back to California and the formation of the new band and the whole Flower Power appeal was likely every bit as natural in some regards as it was contrived in others. Same world, different places (and spaces) (and speeds). And finally, hello Pete LaRoca!

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The comments about Ayler & Beefheart are as refreshing and spot-on as are the ones about Cameo & The Cars.

And then within that, I would hope, in order of manufacture date...

I would not want my wife to go through my record collection and write about it, any more than she would want me to go through her closet and write about her shoes. Those are things that we have by ourselves for ourselves, and although we will sometime share in the end-result delights thereof, that's an offshoot of the their existence, not the reason behind it. I bet they're a cute couple though.