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I don't know how much credence to give it, but I've heard a handful of peoples who I generally trust say that what at least drove Miles into retirement was actually a need to hide out from hits put on him for unpaid drug debts. What kept him there... Whole story, I don't know, wouldn't even begin to guess. But "gangster movie" being as close to the reality as anything else...not gonna rule that out either.

Just get Gene Perez to lay down the bass. Then you can do whatever else you want. But "groove" music that doesn't have as much as half a clue as to what that really means (and these days it means drum machines, samples, digital uber-precision in timings, editing as much by what a waveform looks like as by what it sounds like), it's like those Glenn Miller bands you'd see in 19912 that were full of 20 year olds, they played it just fine (I guess) but they didn't get it. Not that they should have, or especially could have. The whole notion is kinda perverse, really, that old people dig young people lapping up their stuff, or that young people at heart want old people to do anything else other than represent with pride and dignity and then get the fuck outta the way, in that order if possible, but if not, then not. That's it's not like that so much these days is why so many grownass kids live at home and don't worry about it (and plenty them pups DO get snarky about it). We are in a digital mind now and we ain't going back. Pennsylvania 6-5 OH OH. Oh. But as I was saying, get Gene Perez to lay down your bass track, and then, me myself, I don't give any kind of fuck what else is going on. YMMV.

Because That's what Ernie Henry was supposed to do.

Also - the first season did not have Vee. Vee changes everything about this show, imo. Everything.

Yeah, the first season didn't start really working for me until it was more than half over. Second goes there from jump. Or so it struck me. It's like anything else, you get out of it what you want to. But I found they set up enough there to be found without me having to strain too hard to find it, so, better than defecating a cheap pizza in that regard.There's always that. Personal admission, I liked Weeds well enough, but ultimately didn't feel rewarded by it. Above-average and quirky (or "quirky"), but didn't rivet me. Very good surface, but not much depth. Then again, it was weed, so maybe that's accurate relative to proportion, or whatever they say in Laguna Beach (if that is really such a place). Those other things, I don't know about. Hate Pooh on principal (thanks again, Disney) and can't handle all those gaudy loudass cable-comedies like Californication. Just not for me. They're writing songs of love, no doubt, all of them, but not for me.

Finally finished. Overall, glad that I read it, although damn, that was a lot harder than it should have been. Great raw data about Bird, good intentions (sincerely, I believe that), just...not a good final product. Or perhaps more accurately, a lot more necessary of a writing than a successful one. I anxiously await the white label remix.

Order arrived in the afternoon mail. Excited now!

"Prison" is really just the hook, the frame they hang everything on. What it's really about is life choices, making the same mistakes over again (or not), personal character/lack thereof/when-how-why, society conditioning of individual and collective expectations of self and from others, hot lesbians, unhot lesbians, addictions, unmet needs, needs met but not appreciated, needs not understood, needs understood all too well, mostly about addictions and how everybody has them, we are all addicted to something, drugs are just convenient excuses to indulge the urge for addiction (and/or to be addicted), and look out with that, because...just look out for that. Just...do. It takes place in prison, and not really always, because there's plenty of flashbacks to inmates pre-incarceration and of non-incarcerated people being just as clueless and dangerous to others (if not physically, then emotionally) as people who are inside, and stuff like that. There's a lot of comedy, a lot of prison-ishness, and a lot of drama, but I can't think of it as being a "prison drama" or a "prison comedy". That to me is like thinking of Bird as "bebop", on the one hand, well, sure, yeah, but on the other, no, not really, not even, "bebop" was just a device, not the end (or the intent). Especially the 2nd season, which I think tells a much more meaningful/broader story from start to finish than did Season One.

No.

Am I the only one who feels that Snarky Puppy doing real-time re-enactments of what are essentially of Nu/Acid/Neo-SoulJazzHop/Whatever originals and/or remixes is kinda silly? I mean, yeah, they're "real people" playing "real instruments" but if that's all the point of their point, then, huh? This kind of stuff has been going on in some form or fashion for 10-15 years, maybe 20 if you want to stretch it, and what I'd like to hear is somebody doing something with it besides replicating it, not gonna get excited about that, sorry. If that's what passes for "ahead of the curve" or even "contemporary" in "jazz" today, fuck it. It's false hope based on a false reality based on and even more false premise. No - getting a room full of real people to play ersatz sophisticated bullshit is NOT better than any other type of bullshit. Not any better. Just not. Worse, maybe, because it's kinda like people staying on the Titanic because where else are you gonna see the ocean this good?

I generally have no interest in "prison dramas", regardless of how good they are, it's just not a subject matter I find entertaining. Kinda like that myself, still haven't looked at The Wire, although everybody tells me Best Show Ever and such, and truthfully went into this one with the prejudice in place, but as it has turned out, OITNB has ended up being a "prison drama" in the way that Eight Men Out was a "baseball movie".

So...nobody likes this show, or nobody's gotten to the new season yet, or, audience is aging, or...what...

How come you don't see young folk worrying that all the old folks hate their shit?

Ambivalence removed, far less focus on the Piper character/prison as novelty angle and much more looking at prisoners, their issues, their back stories, the whole nine (or at least 8). Very well done, and an ending that I started seeing matierialize about ten minutes before it happened, and even then, not exactly the way I saw it coming (it was even better than expected), so yeah, well worth a weekend bingewatch. And Uzo Aduba, damn, that's a character for the ages right there, Crazy Eyes is.

Anthony Davis? Or maybe ask the guys who are turning you down to refer you to somebody they know who is worthy of the exposure? Or even better still, write it all yourself and then create a pseudonym and persona for each "composer" and revel in the critical afterflow...like, one guy's from Queens, the other's from Tuscon, oh my, here's this woman from Qatar of all places, and wow, this cranky octogenarian recluse from Portland, and most remarkable of all, the deaf-mute from England who "hears" the music by the shapes the notes make on the score, like Bob Graettinger cutting out all the middlemen, some shit like that. It'll really all be you but watch the projected-perception game get played out in very real time. Putting suspicions to the test in the name of hijinks, or vice-versa. And also - are you looking for everything to be played by more or less the same ensemble? Or is somebody gives you, say, a piece for chamber orchestra and alto that just knocks all the lights out, what then? You got a budget for anything like that (he says knowing that probably not, but hoping so!)?

Hey, I'm with you on the wakefulness, something abut that just offends my congenital sense of metaphysical balance (my actual physical balance really sucks). Maybe they've done the math and it comes out ok to do it their way, but geez....

hmmm...more clothes than drums...not sure if dream comes true....

And dammit, we were (and still are) going to start bingewatching tomorrow, but we could have done it tonight, except the gig I thought I had tonight is actually tomorrow night, found that out when I got there. Never had that particular goof occur before, but first time for everything. But yes, tomorrow AM, we begin. Anybody else getting all in as early as possible? I was very ambivalent about Season1 at the beginning, but by the end , they had me, hooked me right in there.

The one that gets me best is the one about the chick with the air-conditioned stomach. I mean, hey, wow, really! Hell, I say that, but Sonny Boy Williamson (this one) is just one of those guys for me...everything, please. But especially the stuff from that time with those players. Tempo uber alles, please. Cool Disposition.

Requesting proof that these are not the artists playing the music, and if in chance they are, what other albums have they made?

A pimp for the Eldridge, again. Visceral music, viscerally so.

Not encouraging regarding defective product, but here is something: http://hub.sonymusic.com/about/feedback.php

Mingus really chewed through pianists in the 50s didn't he? He was like the German army in that regard.

Nadi Qamar (used to be known as Spaulding Givens)...still alive and/or playing?

If asked to choose between Cornbread & Dippin', I'd ask for some buttermilk and get busy having 'em both. I don't even like buttermilk, but it's not about what I like, it's about how to get what I want out of the available options of any given point in time. So, ok, it takes buttermilk. I'll take some buttermilk then.