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I/m not letting this chair within 1500 feet of my propriety, forget about in my house, and should you decide to sit in it, wherever it ends up being, hey, you've been warned.

Rod Argent Grant Green Johnny Wadd

Ornette Coleman One Whom Keeps A Record He Whom Points The Finger Of Suspicion

Lawrence Of Arabia Fredrick's Of Hollywood Dicker & Dicker Of Beverly Hills

Tonight, these two guys, proven heroes (each in their own way)...putting some life back into a Season Of Death...hell Colby was all but left for dead on the side of the road, vultures already starting to pick the bones...and Beltre will never die, just not possible. 12-1 over the last two weeks, Holland is back, Feliz looks like he's finally back...kids playing like they mean to stick around for awhile, Fielder (hopefully) got that neck fixed...waaaaaay too late, but not too little. C'mon 2015! And no matter what, eternal love to Ron Washington. No idea what the personal Ron Washington really got himself into, but I don't know the personal Ron Washington. I don't loan him money, I don't pay him money, I don't sleep in his bed or claim his semen. So whatever that Ron Washington did...I don't really care. I only know the public baseball Ron Washington, and god bless him wherever and whatever. But that was then, and as close as that came to still being now, it's not. Not now, not now. Hope fucking springs eternal, eh?

Quincy "talking to" Cindy Adams and talking about "bitches and hos" and "never pimp the hood" and such...lord have mercy, I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard at an old man talking to the voices in his head!

George Cables! Rhodes! David Lee! Sonny! Soprano! Crenshaw on wood! But mostly, George Cables! Rhodes! David Lee! Sonny! Soprano! Crenshaw on wood! George Cables made the Rhodes work for him, really learned how to have a distinctive touch (and tone) on the instrument when everybody was saying it was impossible to do so.

Jimmy Archer Robin Quivers Eddie Bo

Frackers Crackers Slackers

The Lip Smacker The Meat Packer The Christmas Nut Cracker

http://www.amazon.com/Cool-Rock-Duke-Ellington/dp/B000001VTV Maybe the stealthiest Ellington album ever released, you look at this and think, ah, leftovers, silly stuff, whatever, but no, there is some badass Ellingtonia all over this thing, most if not all of it from the later-y days, and the band is tight. Get it for a penny + postage. Or if you like, pay more. It's all stockpile stuff, and if you're thinking that maybe the riches of the stockpile was depleted by the time they released this one, well, no. I'd not put it at the "major find" level of The Jaywalker, which is kinda equally stealthy, but for waht you pay relative to what you get, hey...

Are you sure it wasn't something to do with Buddy Rich?

Not a chance I'm driving to Tulsa on Sunday for Greg Abate, but who is in the Basie band these days, and do they sound like a real big band or are they just some more professional execution-ers? Rhetorical question? http://www.okjazz.org/index.cfm?id=59&ai=410

Ted Dunbar Ted Danson Ted Dake

I have that Jazz Mission To Moscow thing and he's fine there as well. Listening to tha Ball thing, the thing that strikes me is how un-"Tristanoite" his tone and inflections are. Part of that is the nature of the trombone, but part of it seems to be him, like he was sipping the Kool-Aid but not fully drinking it, which, hey, that was probably t his credit, really. Lots of guys ended up "lost" in that world, if you know what i eman. Not that many really stood out as real individuals as much as they did as exceptional practitioners. Might have been the point of the whole thing, but...maybe not. Again, it appears to have been complicated. Whenever I hear Ted Brown and Warne together and am not fully engaged, I keep thinking that Brown is Marsh - until Warne comes in, and then, DOH!. Should it really be that complicated? I guess it did, because it was. And Ted Brown has survived and remained true to much good end. But - hello this is not anybody but Warne. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l8tooBgB7sg And when Lennie was in his zone and really flowing like he is here on the 1964 stuff...whoa... Hello Lee.

Driva Man Garvey's Ghost Malindy

Indeed! For a contrast to "bebop", both were at root about transcending the imposed confines of one's immediate reality, but the cool thing about Tristano-ism is that it recognizes that although everybody wants to get to more or less the same place, unless you're honest about where it is you're starting from, you'll never really get there, you'll just end up in a more elaborate disguise. Thus the emphasis on Bird and Bach, learning Pres as literally as possible and not sanctioning any imitation, the denial of emotion in search of feeling, because for some/many folks, emotion is a reactive response to a manipulation, whereas feeling is what you have no matter what. Or would hope to have. Do I believe that myself? Some days yes, some days, not so much. But I never disbelieve it, if you know what I mean. Now, for me, Lennie was a classic case of somebody who led the way but very seldom got there, maybe because he was so rigid in his doctrines, even/especially with himself and about himself. Warne, hell, Warne was a genius, period, and its revealing that once he realized his full genius, he sorta disavowed (or something) the Tristano doctrines. But not until (talk about something that's more probably a lot more complicated that that...). Lee, hell, Lee's a genius too, but he went his own way relatively early on and not everybody appreciated him finding his own voice like that, although that was the alleged object of the game in the first place. People will sometimes (thank god nowhere near as reflexively as they used to) call this stuff "cold", but hell, ice can burn you just like fire can, ok? Like the kids say, it's complicated. But hell, you gotta live your life somehow, right? Having said all that, I don't really know the Ronnie Ball session with Willie Dennis, but I can't say I've ever heard him (Dennis) sound overtly "Tristanoish". Will this upcoming release show some of that?

Add: JESUS, Jeff!

Playing lines, not licks, although only a few really got there witrh it.

Poundcake Grey Boy Bob & Bing

Think about it - imagine Bird hitting up Ross Russell for a copy of his new Bartok side. I'd be more surprised if it didn't happen than if it did.

That would likely be just the jazz stuff that's owned by Spotlite, correct? I wonder, who, if anybody, owns the classical stuff? Not relevant to the immediate subject at hand, granted, but considering time/place/person/etc. the sudden awareness (for me) of this other world of Dial is kinda eye-popping/mind-bending...I mean, think about it - if that Bird/Varese collaboration was to have ever come about, the most logical label for it - not taking into account the real-world business facts - would have been Dial! Again, Dial! with the emphasis on !.

So glad to see this. Too much of the "M-Base" music was hyped before the music was really "ready", imo. But the concepts...whoa. And then, once the music started being ready, the hype was over. Those Hot Brass albums from 1995, that was when it became apparent/confirmed to me that this was no "experiment", this was a legit language and would continue to grow and deepen going forth.