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Phil Wilson, vulgar eyebrows. Henry Southall, rude playing posture. Woody Herman seemed to hire some vulgar/rude playing guys for his trombone section. How did Jim Pugh in get there?

Interesting. I never realized that "Carmel" was a huge seller, or seen as a "commercial" thing. I didn't hear it much on radio around here*, but I bought it and loved it. That is one beautiful and distinctive piano album. For me, Joe was the heart and soul of the Crusaders, even though Henderson was the acknowledged leader. (* Ironically, since Carmel is only about 1-2 hours from here) #56 on the Billboard album charts, #25 R&B, and #1 Jazz: http://www.allmusic.com/album/carmel-mw0000188635/awards The one of that ilk I liked best came later: But no matter the ilk, Joe Sample always brought it. RIP, sir. Your presence & honesty is already missed.

Didn't know he was still alive...but no matter, this guy...whoa. RIP, life-changing music for me, and several generations/evolutions of it. "I didn't do anything to hurt it.". Exactly.

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Phones have come far enough. Let's work on swimming pools now. I can't afford one, and I don't want one. Like cell phones a few years ago. C'mon pool technology, let's get crankin'!

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Ok, they were yelling/cussing at each other, she spit on him and then he hit her and knocked her out. And then she woke up, wondered how he could do that to the mother of his baby and went on ahead and married him. What part of fundamentally co-dependently mutually dysfunctional is not jumping out here? What if Bobby/Whitney was NFL? Or Tyson/Givens? Or George/Tammy? Just sayin', all kinds of people be all kinds of crazy. Unless you're in the bedroom (or outside the door) long enough to really know...all you can know is what you get to see.. Me, I'd keep a safe distance from both of them, because ain't no happy ending to be had in any of that. Not "defending" either party, because hey. The dude punched out his woman and then cavemanned her out. Problem, Officer? Ultimately, you wanna play that game, as a couple or solo, do it where you got your own jurisdiction. That's not in the NFL, and for damn sure not in a hotel elevator., And wherever that is, let me be going as far away as possible in the other directions. Problem is, wherever you go, there that shit is. Crazy dudes and crazy chicks who think they're gonna not do what they do and then do it anyway. What are the odds of a dysfunctional need to act out not being accommodated by another dysfunctional need to accept the action? Sometimes, plenty of times, there's true victims. But often enough, there's just two crazy motherfuckers playing their own fucked up game. I lived across the street from one such couple as a kid. Three times they married, and but twice they divorced. But never, never, were they quiet. At some point...this is just how Bill & Patsy rolled. No sense in hoping that they would "change", because no, not gonna happen, and holding out that fantasy of "hope" in the face of incontrovertible reality just leads to the sickness that one gets when one stays in place while smelling a stench rather than moving as far upwind as possible. At some point... So yeah, fuck you Ray Rice, see you on your new reality show in 5 years or so. If this is really how y'all roll, both of you, that's the place for it. And if it's not how y'all roll, then go away, go far away, and figure out wtf happened and see to it that it never happens again, please. And to show us that you mean it, don't show us anything again, ever. Now - y'all ready for some football?

My phone is an older/near-obsolete-but-fully-meeting-my-current-needs Android. It might have that same silent thing, but I'm like, ok, it's a phone, if I have it on me at all, it's because I don't mind being interrupted by a phone call, or a text. I'm a creature of habit, and my habit is having a phone to make or place phone calls. All this other stuff...when I need to do all that other stuff on the phone, I'll learn. But not before. I don't have a swimming pool, but if I did, I'd not use it as a bathtub or a urinal, although the functionality is certainly there, and lets face it, it's gonna happen occasionally anyway, but why get used to it and start making that the baseline expectation, hello I have a bathroom that has a shower, a tub, and a toilet (although not a bidet, where do you think we are anyway, fuckin' Paris? Or one of those butt-bidets like I've seen advertised coming out of Japan. Nothing wrong with that, but I'll let somebody else pay for that remodeling job, thank you, somebody who really feels that need for cutting-edge home-based cutting elimination paradigms, there's a waterfall I'll not be standing under, no matter how golden the showers.) My wife thinks it's gross that I'll occasionally piss in the shower, or in the back yard. Me, that's just what guys do, we piss where it works to piss, and pissing outdoors is kind of a hard-wired ritualistic thing,She can't see it like that, being a nest builder/keeper and all that. Fair enough. Me, I think.I think it's gross to have a phone to set to not be a phone. We're all have our quirks. Nature or nurture, don't ask me. Did not know that the Touch has a speaker. It also doesn't have 160 GB, but still, giant may not be ginormous, but it's still big, so...good to have at least a partial fallback option. Appreciate that pull of the coattails! The reflexes...we were both like, ok, these emails, where's the delete option...not anyplace I can see, ok call the kids, oh, ok, you SLIDE over to the side to get all that, gee, that's so much more intuitive than just having a delete button onscreen, or a menu icon, or something/anything besides sliding, right? Sure it is. And its been lots of things like that, lots or behavior/reflexes that at-root linear/analog folks like my wife and I don't naturally intuit. It's not any better or worse, really, it's simply learned behavior. I'm just skeptical of the notion that a new way to do something fast is "better" than the old way that I can already do just as fast as the new way. Not better, just different, and although it might raise the ceiling for the future possibilities to do more things, like going to Mars by just looking at a picture of it, this new way might, until then, don't try to bullshit a bullshitter, eh? We're being brain-trained to adapt to the full-frontal digital paradigm and resistance is futile, if still fun for now. Talk to me in my next lifetime and I'll tell you then what I think about it, if I can still remember. Marshall McLuhan was right about pretty much everything, so my contrariness about all this is strictly for my own ongoing long-as-it-lasts amusement, not for anything as pseudo-noble or "permanent" as a "cause".

Glad to know that my dedicated efforts toward establishing a Living Fossildom are not misdirected!

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The only way that would happen is if they completely overhauled the way iTunes syncs to devices...and I don't see that change being needed or happening anytime soon. And the way to guard against that is to not update iTunes past a certain point, or to keep an older version handy, correct?

Hell, one of the unsung heroes of American music, period. This is slowly dawning on me in full force, one of those things that is so obvious that you don't even think about it, but when you finally do, DOH!

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I'm not a big phone guy. Don't want/need to be. So I liked the iPod classic. A lot. Now, having said that, I do have Pandora & Live 365 on my phone, and like having them there. But that's all about listening to what somebody else programs, and if you get a phone call or a text or something, there that goes. For sheer lack of interruption, put the iPod in the pocket, leave the phone at home, and take a nice long walk out into another neighborhood and back. That's for me! The only advantage the phone has for that over the iPod is that you have a "speaker" on the phone, so headphones are optional. Thus the transistor radio warmfuzzyflashback. Still and all, fuck Apple. I know they do good work, but fuck 'em anyway. My wife just got an iPhone and yeah, it's all sleek and minimalistic and shit, but the whole Apple "intuitive" thing...hell it's nothing but a new set of reflexes to learn, and until you do, you lose time, lots of time. The phone is training the user. OTOH, I've got a older stoner buddy who is getting so jelloheaded that he needs his iPhone to set up a reminder that he needs to be home in ten minutes. That's not convenience, that's just enabling the addle-headed. Take heed, world. Nevertheless, love my iPod, gonna rock it until it breaks.

Meshell Ndegeocello is a not-uninteresting musician, but this whole "re-imaging" thing...really? Would this Fats Waller thing have happened had it not been commissioned? I'm not gonna knock great players getting good money, but there's a part of me that still figures that music from the gut is best incentivized by the gut, and once other factors begin to come into play as far as incentivization, things change, they have to. I know the centuries old tradition of patronage and commercial considerations all that, but still...ain't too much f anything, ever, really "pure"..I guess I hope that everybody gets paid and that good things happen, and that the difference between having a vision and hustling to get it realized is not the same thing as getting paid to realize somebody else's vision. I mean, yes, let's hear it for sidepeoples, you get no music without sidepeoples, but, call me old-fashioned, I think the best vision for a leader to realize is one's own. Jason Moran & Meshell Ndegeocello...no reason why that shouldn't happen. No reason why lot more things "like that" shouldn't happen. Hell, they should happen more than they do. But what's the instigation, that's what I can't help but ask. Anyway, yeah, everybody get paid, and bon appeteat!

Upping this for this No Scepter, , not Hal David, not released until last year, and not even a "great song", at least in the "pop" sense. But geez...that's some convoluted shit right there, yet it almost, almost comes together. If it had...holy shit. I dig the lyrics too, how it starts out like it's going to be "Guess Who I Saw Today?" and then shifts the perspective a full 180. I'll take a "failure" like this any day. Soooo close...and shows how tight the rope was on their earlier work. Sounds like somebody/everybody looked down for a moment too long and then, well, you know.

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Bill Harris, not so much vulgar as eloquently lubricatedly rudely wry. In the best possible way. The kind of guy who could make a totally obscene joke in mixed company without using any foul language and have the society matrons laughing and calling him a wicked cad and all that and then excuse himself to go have another taste. Not that he was that kind of guy, I don't know. But his playing very much makes it seem to me that he was like that kind of guy. Smart, sophisticated, eloquent, common touch always to the forefront, and generally high - and highly functional. Pretty rare quality, really, one to be treasured.