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Crazy! I'll tell the people I know that they're wrong about the 45. I consider myself corrected, although still wondering about some things. Namely - what about this Jerry White guy? That looks like a story untold, perhaps? And where can I get these Don Wilkerson Blue Beat records?

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be Cowboys, send them next door and let them grow up to be Colby Lewis, at least in terms of professional character. http://scores.espn.go.com/mlb/recap?gameId=340419113 I remember in 2012, he was holding his arm up in some kind of cast, this was his contract year, and everybody said, damn, Colby's dead, and the Rangers said, no, this guy is important to us, and gave him a deal. Then in 2013, the hip thing came up and everybody said, damn, not only is Colby dead, he's left-on-the-side-of-the-road-with-his-guts-spilled-out-and-the-flies-all-a'swarmin' dead. But the Rangers said, no, this guy is important to us and gave him a deal. Then this year, ok, Colby will battle valiantly and will be there in the minors to come up when/as/if needed, but we'll not see Colby Lewis pitch in the majors ever again, thank you for your service. And then, MOOB - Tanner Scheppers (being groomed to be The Future Closer) is your Opening Starter and now on the DL, Matt Harrison's back gets funky (great rehab start tonite in Frisco tonite, btw). D-Wreck Holland was already out from breaking his limbs playing hockey with his dog who was driving while texting (or some such crazyass Holland-istic Act Of Holland-ism), and now who ya' gonna call? Colby Lewis, right on, damn right, hell yeah, that's who. And of course, he is there and he does answer. His body might crumble and fall forevermore into the boneheap of dustbindom the next start (or one other of them), but damn, hello one more time, Colby Lewis. Much love here.

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Sounds like you missed the first rebirth, 1990. But the second began around 2011. Link I can't say I've seen brick and mortar stores focused on 8-tracks in the past decade or so, but they're often displayed prominently in the hipster botiques. (I use the term "hipster" pretty loosely. Beyond Brooklyn and Portland, I'm not sure what to call the people in Salt Lake City and Santa Cruz, Mendocino, Seattle...) I told my son about this rebirth of cassette today, and his immediate response was, "what, has vinyl gotten too popular?" On the personal experience front, we took a trip out to East Texas today to see relatives, and decided, hey, I'm getting tired of using the cassette hole in our 1999 Accord for that adapter, let's use it for cassettes, so I grabbed a handful of things I knew made good road music. Caravanseri ejected at he end of side one, the leader tape just kept going and pulled itself loose, game over. Borboletta played fine all the way through (and got me to considering that maybe I liked it more than Caravanseri after all, and believe me, after 40 or so years, that's not a decision to make lightly), but there was definitely some high-end loss due to tape his due to years of road trips. That got us out there. On the way back, after stopping at the cemetery to see Mom & Dad, in went some Sony Classical thing from 1999 with Firebird, Daphnis et Chloe, and Petrushka. Firebird & Daphnis did well, but as Petrushka (Side Two) wore on, the pitch started getting real wobbly and I decided to eject before something cassette-y happened. People who have walked on streets and roads on the last quarter century of the American 20th Century have seen the carnage and know what I mean. So, moral of the story...analog, yes. Cassette....Really? ?

I like that expression "dead heat". Usually when we think of dead we think of cold, but imagine a murder victim, perhaps by stabbing, on a cold night as they first fall to the ground dead or near dead. You know there will be steam and heat around it as the blood starts coming out and over everything, especially if it's something like a slashed throat, blood, still warm blood, just galloping to get out. Dead heat indeed!

The Sonny is probably a duplicate of the two Moon discs too.

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Our Hero! Ok, yes, I do still have many, many cassettes, but...really? Analog is still King (Sentimental Division), but you had to buy damn good blanks to not get obvious hiss, and 1 7/8 IPS...again...really? I make it a point to get stuff on CD that I only have on cassette. Legit stuff, that is. The whole point of "settling" for cassette was portability, and shooooot...that game ain't even close these days. Hiss, jams, broken/streched tapes...it ain't like it's an LP, something built to (theoretically/ideally) endure. The whole point was to play it in your car or on your jog or even worse. OTOH, if it = this hipster cassette fetish gets music distributed to people looking for it, hey, win-win.

Maybe it was on Board Krypton, but wasn't it scientifically proven that that was about as fast as you can play tempo and still have it heard/felt as "time" rather than "pulse"?

Oh well!

Not just punkropockov: http://www.parlourtapes.com/ http://www.chicagoreader.com/chicago/parlour-tapes-contemporary-classical-cassette-spektral/Content?oid=12264058 I have heard some of this music and find it attractive. The cassette thing seems kind of gimmicky, but they also do downloads, so yes, go for that hipster-hook if it gets them fish to bites it.

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I heard him with Santana first, a bit before I realized that George Shearing made anything other than easy-listening elevator-jazz records. But the path did lead back. That's a long life he had playing a lot of music with a lot of fine, fine players. Hard to say who was more blessed, him or his listeners. Maybe that's the point, to have it all even out like that. RIP, and muchas gracias, con el máximo respeto.

Sonny Clark Quintets = the bonus cuts from My Conception & Cool Struttin'. The latter cuts were also released by BN Japan along with the original album as The Complete Cool Struttin' Session, but in America...not sure. They're probably going to release My Conception in its original form.

Would it take away some of the pressure if I told you that the four nights are not all created equally, that none are tight all the way through, and that it's the kind of thing that you'll end up having "just because", not because everything on there will Change Your Life Forever, in fact far from it? Sometimes, a lot of times, really, live records come out better because of editing and compiling. Sometimes, not, but sometimes, yes.

Hell, I never knew Milestone or Keepnews did anything like this. I almost overlooked it in the bins, but took a second look, because "Unusual Gospel Sounds" means...what, exactly? How does that work, anyway, please, tell me. Anyway, flipped the back cover over, saw Produced by Orrin Keepnews, said huh?, pulled the record out to look at condition and only then did "Milestone" get into my eyes. I figured, oh, ok, I am here, this is here, let's accept who we both are and take this thing home today, it's worth the $5.99 just on WTF? value alone. Turns out it's a pretty good group, and as mentioned, "quirky" if not really "unusual". But recorded like a f()(|"ing demo, jesuschrist how/why did that happen?

Same, yes, definitely. Hub Of Hubbard is just nuts, gonzo nuts, everybody on there is either drunk, high or happy, possibly/probably all three in some form or fashion. Carpe diem on that puppy, yes, do that. Right now. Songmy is not to every taste, but if it is to yours, it is not to be missed. Freddie does some very intense playing on it. Having said that, though, my favorite Hubbard Atlantic Experience is Side Two of The Black Angel. A perfect Freddie Hubbard Record listening experience, imo. But you'll need the LP to get that like that. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oaRvFUUsXc http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XvnPb4RasBs And for closers, the best "Coral Keys" that I've heard, ever: It's like CTI w/o the CTI-ness, a suite of hip Variations On The Same Thing, assembled for your listening and social activities pleasure, only with production that seeks to get you to think it was your idea, not theirs.

Put all them Gene Ammons CDs inside a jug-shaped container and call it the Jug Jug. Drink deeply, and stay thirsty my friends!