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YEs I CAN Haz SideBrar AND Bottom Adz toO!!! NOwwW@~~~~~~~~~ UEAHSSES!!!! Seriously, that gets it. Thanks Jim!

Hall Overton Lee Underwood Grandmother, whose house we get to by going over the river and through the woods.

Yes, this is my first time hearing this material, and from all the past reviews of the gig, I was expecting something of a disspirited mess. It's anything but, and upon initial listenings seems to be a "deeper" Mingus vibe than the previous year's celebrated performance. Definitely more "brooding", maybe that's just a factor of the instrumentation. Anyway, very happy to hear this, and good to have it to now play in conjunction with Music Written for...

Max had a relationship with Lundvall going back to the Columbia days. Supposedly he was the only American record executive Max would even begin to trust. So my guess is that he acted as broker between LaRue & Lundvall. Wonder if that was the deal with the Beehive tapes as well. Or else maybe Max had first-gen copies and worked out the deal completely on his own. Would hate to think that, but...there are no surprises, right?

Really wishing the best for all involved in this.Marcus Miller is not a "traditional jazz hero" or some such, but he's an incredibly gifted musician whose view of the popular music landscape of the last quarter-century or so as player, writer, producer, and businessman is one for which I have long had much esteem. Hope he fully recovers and continues to thrive.

Graham Nash Virginia Graham Oliver Nelson

What I'd really like to know is what was the color scheme for this backdrop, which looks pretty out there in straight black & white:

Sometimes, not always, and usually not was my memory. etc.

People In Wheelchars Polio Victims Victims Of Circumstance

If you ordered the Evidence CD reissue, you will be getting the worthy "Nubians of Plutonia" album on the same disc. I did. There was another one available that had three LPs on it, but it looked kinda shady-grady, if you know what I mean.

I do work from home, but on a company laptop through a VPN (but not sure if the VPN is what connects to non-company sites such as this or not...). My home PC, though, is one room over. I can't get the widget on either.

They were very prevalent for a while in the late 70s, those Calliope sides were, but I'm afraid I passed them over, since they all seemed to be "West Coast Jazz" or other type things that had little to no interest to me at the time. That, and the covers were so generic, like a mystiqueless LT-series. After a while, it was, like, ok, another one of these things, keep flipping. Had I looked a little closer, I would have reconsidered...but I don't think that personnel was listed on the back covers or not. Would've helped if they were..I mean, ok, just seeing Red Mitchell wouldn't necessarily get a second look. But Red Mitchell with James Clay? Uh, yeah, carpe-dieming all over that one! BTW, James, the blog is exquisite in its detail, I spent a few hours on it last Friday night, just marvelling at all the small stuff you've documented. You obviously have cultivated some deep resources and aren't afraid to use the results, to which I say bravo! Would that all such blogs go all the way like this one does. Thank you, sir!

It's like, hello, Google, hello Bing, y'all are more than just people, so don't hurt us, make us happy, please! Tell you what, if Bing comes to visits me personally, I'm having him autograph my copy of Merry Christmas. The old one on Decca that I got from the folks, with the white plastic inner protective sleeve and the flat brittle-feeling vinyl(?). Don't know what to do about Google, though...maybe have him/her sesach the house for my daughter's keys? Wonder if there's any chance of Alta Vista stopping by? That would be something!

Lieutenant Calley Long Tall Sally Attender At A Rally

Set got here last week, been taking it slow, like one disc a day, several listens per. Nothing to add other than a similar set covering the entire '64 European tour would be a logistical nightmare, but a musical godsend, so...c'mon god, let's go go gettem gettem UH UH! How many days rest does god need between starts, though? Especially after throwing a gem like this current one.

Mike Hammer Somebody with hammer toes Somebody with an ingrown toenail

It was weird living in th Dallas area when the show hit...we went from being The City That Killed Kennedy to Home Of God's Team & J.R. Ewing in the span of less than five years. Money came out of the woodwork, not all of it local, and there was quite a party. for almost a decade. Kennedy's still dead, the Cowboys have sucked for almost a quarter century, & J.R. Ewing is still revered, more now than ever. And yet tourists still come to get a taste of it. They drive by Parkland and get all misty-eyed, but if they dared go inside, they would see a real-time, real-life horror. But they never do. They usually head over to Sonny Bryan's and fall in love with meat. Oh, the irony! Chumps.

Well, Lonehill obviously has something. Copies, maybe. There was supposed to be a Volume Two of Pure Genius, but that never happened. Not sure why, "business", probably, but when Lundvall moved to the new Blue Note, Max got a project on the label. Nothing archival, though. Still, I would guess that Max's estate would be in possession of at least something, originals or copies.

There's this from Larue Brown-Watson on the back cover of Pure Genius Volume One: The album is listed as being produced by Max Roach.

Southfork Ranch (it's a real place) did record tour business over the weekend. Fans came from all over the world. Or at least, they were in town for the holiday from all over the world, and made it a point to get to Southfork. Either way, Southfork had not seen Dallas-related visitation business like that for several decades now, and has been serving as an events/banquet facility (my son's high school band banquets were always held there).

I know it's PBS pledge-drive time whenever I see some old pop stars recreating their hits for a few minutes and then this guy shows up to pimp the premiums. Tonight it's a bunch British Invasion acts, some of whom have members who look kinda scary. But not annoying. TJ Lubinsky, otoh, is incredibly annoying. I used to see Oliver Lake and Jarrett w/Dewey on PBS. Then it was Lawrence Welk reruns (which are actually occasionally cosmically...something, somehow) and walking-dead big band-era peoples, and then pre-rock safe folk. Now it's the Tremloes, a frog-looking Eric Burdon sitting on a stool, & TJ Lubinsky telling me how valuable it all is. And if all this goes away, I'll begin to miss it when? Oh, cool, Eric Burdon's got up off the stool. And Rod Argent's moving his fingers on a solo on "Time Of The Season" in a way that kinda sometimes matches what is being heard, which I don't see why they couldn't to the same thing to Colin Bluestone's pitch. Baby Boomers - we suck a lot sometimes. I'd not mind for it to all just stop, and that definitely includes TJ Lubinsky. This guy actually just said "help us preserve our generation for history". Shuh, YEAH.

No problem. I needed to pull that side out again anyway! I am curious, though, about the claim that these tapes were loaned to this guy by LaRue Brown...that might well be true, but does that mean that he's also the guy who got them to Lonehill? And how does that gibe with Max apparently feeling that he had the right to lease them to Brucve Lundval? Don't know that I'd be bragging about being the guy that got anything to Lonehill, but as they say, ain't no bizness like show bizness!

Yep, last song on Side Two. Listed as 6:09.

Any ideas?