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I love it when the math cedes foreground to the music, rather than the other way around, I don't care what kind kind of music it is. My mind tires to tell me about all the math that I think I want to hear, but no sooner than that happens than my (hopefully) higher instinct takes over and tells it to shut up about that, and just feel all this wonderfullment, and if/when it comes time to deal with the math, really deal with it, hey, go get a score, or even better, take it off by ear. That's what scores (and ears) are for. But until then, hey. Geez, what a great set of music this is.

I mean, I get what he's saying, but jesus, as "literature" it's hilarious and as "poetry" it's even hilariouser. All the wondermous human socio-genetic bobbing & weaving over the eons, and it all ends up as Kansas City Chinese food? That's the way the world ends? Not with a bang but a #4 w/fried rice? Perhaps Cab Calloway was right, then? Does Mister Crouch make that tie-in? If not, allow me: Just as Charlie Parker was nick(there's the razor again!)-named "Yardbird" because of his love of chicken, so was Be-Bop called "Chinese music" because of his love of Chinese food.

Ok, enough with razor-bladed skyscrapers running on industrialized trains while eating Chines food. Is there a rumination on chicken? Seriously - has anybody done a jazz bio that "examined" all the aspects of the artist's world and looked at chicken? I am not at all unfamiliar with the chicken, nor am I oblivious to impact that it has made on peoples' lives, not just as something to eat when convenient, but as primal image maker, from the rooster to the coop to the wire to the eggs to the yard-birdian (pun inevitable but not intentional) pecking around they yard all day to the wringing of the neck and/or the running around of the chicken with its head cut off, one could go on to the near-sacredness given to anybody who can really throw down with the fried variety, how people can damn near go to war over stuff like that, etcetectec - does Crouch or ANYBODY ever talk about chicken? No? Just razors and blues in a cup? There's bullshit, and then there's chickshit. Stanley Crouch - CONFRONT, motherfucker, CONFRONT!!! OTOH, by "shuffle", I'm pretty sure that Wynton is referring to the easy walking downbeat-answered-by-upbeat swing thing, not Jan Savitt. That word comes from (and goes to) a lot of different places. Even at that, what he says is spuruldubious at best. However, I know what I think he thinks he means. If I were this book (and if I could write a bell), that would be the least of my worries. And yet/but - still...

How old of a gentleman have you become these days, eh?

You made that up, didn't you.

Woody Herman Caldonia McHale's Navy

Olive Garden Barbara Eden Sir Pent

Insane Clown Posse Joe Peschi Pooksie

And oh yeah, one last time - FUCK YOU Lance Berkman. Now And Forever More. AJ Purrrrzynski would get some too for his free-swinging indifferent-yet-exceptionally-attitudinal ass, but Lance Berkman trumps all for Rot In Hell, Bitch-dom. Matt Garza as well, because no, everybody doesn't love a clown. And to Jon Daniels - ok, you get a pass on this one, because everybody fucks up, and the young guys slowly but surely grew this year. But don't ever do something(s) like that ever again. Ever. But if there is any justice (and even if there isn't), Lance Berkman...eat shit and die (as the feisty people say), Lance Berkman. In what order, I really don't care, as long as both happen before it's over and done. Preferably in my lifetime, but I'm not gonna be all that particular about that.

I actually have an old mono LP of Kind Of Blue. Pretty scratchy, but I have one. I like the cover better, to be honest. It's roomier.

David Price faces the Rangers & finally pitches like David Price (and then some). Death with dignity. Although, really, is this two Wild Card teams thing necessary? World gone wrong, that is. Tacos at Burger King are more necessary than two Wild Card teams. Glad it's over.

Sense Of Values was pretty good too. Bass – Lisle Atkinson Drums – Keno Duke Flute, Alto Saxophone – Frank Strozier Piano – Harold Mabern Tenor Saxophone – George Coleman A1 Sense Of Values Written-By – K. Duke* 4:47 A2 Mirage Arranged By – F. Strozier* Written-By – L. Slessinger* 9:25 A3 Tibiron Written-By – F. Strozier* 5:46 B1 Too Late, Fall Back Baby Written-By – H. Mabern* 6:55 B2 D.R.T. Written-By – F. Strozier* 8:15 B3 Bajan-Bajan Written-By – K. Duke* 6:05 Crest Of The Wave, was good, but... What was the deal with Trident anyway? Duke, Dick Griffin, who else?

What is meant by "pinholes? If the reflective surface/coating/whatever has been damaged to where you can see all the way through the disc from the "label" side, the isn't that a fundamental problem right there? Laser has an escape, does not return, much like an ill-treated dog and a hole under the fence, or some such.

this shit is nuts. my blood pressure would be quite content with this being an incredibly uplifting ending to a very off 162 game season, but no, there's TWO WC spots now, so... these motherfucker are trying to kill me, that's what they're trying to do.

Bertrand, the photographer, Alan Jackman, tells me that those photos were taken mostly at various Left Bank appearances. I helped him identify some others that he has like Chick Corea and Ramon Morris. I'm sure that Alan would appreciate any help. There are others here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/jackman_on_jazz/sets/72157624068924367/ Ok, the mutton-chopped tenor player that everybody was thinking was Joe Farrell, that's Lew Tabackin, right?

If not Rangers, then Tribe. And if it takes some goofyass Rays vs Rangers to see who's got the 5th best record to see who will play the team that already has the fourth best record to see who will enter into competition with the teams that already have the three best records, I'm mighty tempted to say go Tribe no matter what.

Well, if you want to look at it as two chances to win one instead of having to win two to advance instead of having to win just one, then ok, it's a privilege. But then the Wild Card teams in the NFL playoff system get the "privilege" of not getting a bye week. Truthfully, I think that Wild Cards in general are at best a mathematical "necessity" to accommodate a three division set-up. But having two WC teams is just...gimmickry whoredom, not like that's frowned upon these days in anything. But still... If the records going into tomorrow were even just a little different, I'd be quite ok with the Rangers finishing what would have been second in the WC race and not getting in because there was only one WC spot. Quite ok with it. Rewarding second-best as if it was THE Best is slippery slope enough. But rewarding third-best the same way? Not a fan of that, not at all.

http://mlb.mlb.com/news/article/mlb/playoff-tiebreaker-rules?ymd=20130904&content_id=59527184&vkey=news_mlb Which is...nuts. The teams with the two best "combined records" are looking at playing two games, at least one on the road, while the team with the worst gets a day off and plays their game at home.

Leroy Jenkins Sirone Jerome Cooper

Peter Sellers The Pink Panther Eldridge Cleaver

Love all her work (only exception being the 2nd "poppish" album she did for Novus...the first one was also aimed there, but succeeded better, imo). Song For Mother E is one of the on-the-verge-of-becoming-lost Great Post-Larry Young B-3 albums. What I wouldn't give to hear (or have experienced) her backing Jug on B-3 back in the day...maybe somebody's got something somewhere...

hmmm....not sure...let's get a swab, take a sample, and run a test. Anybody here got a lab? Only looking for semi-accurate results. Don't want to spend too much ya' know!