JSngry

I gotta wonder who tipped it off...

Jazz is for LISTENING! Dancing is for TEENAGERS! If you feel the urge to dance, go have sex or something. But when it comes to the jazz, just sit still and listen. Or at least act like you are. Not even finger-poppin' or offering verbal encouragement. That's how the pros do it, and they enforce it. I've been on this anti-dance (and dance music) music craze for some time, and I ain't a-stoppin' now. The Future Of The Art is at stake!

I seem to recall a Johnny Hartman version...forget what album.

Andy Devine Holly Holy Max & Betty Morret, owners of Hollyhurst Farm http://www.hollyhurstfarm.com/

Harry Blackmun Larry Blackmon Candy

And then there'd be no Kathie Lee. Or maybe there would...

Hoyt Curtin William Hurt Claude Aikens

No telling what you'll find in Joey...

I dunno, man, sounds like a wild time to me, that does!

Glad we got that cleared up. Now, what to do about all this dancing to perfectly good jazz? Not acceptable. It's not the 40s anymore, ya' know?

What else I think is tacky is putting a business email out for public consumption, apparently in the hopes of gaining the sympathies of the club's client base. One-sided, disingenuous, and oh by the way, do we get to hear about EVERY asshole this guy has to deal with, because I'm sure there's more than one, or just this one? If not, why just this one? Forgive for not being moved by any of it, except, perhaps in the general area of my bowels. Ask any working musician here - or anywhere - about how much things have really changed in terms of money and working conditions. It's just the nature of the beast.

Srsly - if I see the word "shred" in the same sentence as those two and there's no footage of their blood and/or stray flesh/bone bits hitting the wall and/or floor as the shredding is undertaken and continues I feel just a little cheated.

If that's to what you're referring, I noticed it too & was wondering just what was meant, exactly, by "you want to keep it in your family"and on what grounds it was used. Not sure if it's racist, or an accusation of racism/favoritism/whatever, but it's certainly....something. Outside of any of that though, running clubs and hustling club gigs from those who do is, as a rule, not particularly encouraging of the flexing of humankind's better qualities.

He got by with this for the entire game?

(ooopsss) Carlton Willey Kent Tekulve Winston Hill (from Gladewater, Tx, thank you very much, and I very much enjoyed being a classmate of his sister's, one of the smartest, friendliest, funniest, and hippest young women I've ever known...damn the times and the place being what they were...but if you're reading this, Rhonda, hey, I still smile thinking about you)

I never knew him to be a "straight ahead" player until just recently. I only remembered him (and not particularly fondly) from this one: But ok, he sounds good in that clip. But it's a world where everybody "sounds good", ya' know? That agent sounds like he talks the language of the clubs that would book the guy based on that old album, in which case, hey, there's money to be made, if not exactly "artistic respect" to be gained.

I'm with you - I like parts of it. There is one of the LP sides that I turn to with some regularity - the one that starts with a group including Don Cherry playing "A.I.R. (All India Radio)" and which goes on to a long rock piece with some good John McLaughlin and a great Jack Bruce vocal. I like that side a lot, even though Paul Motian was a lousy rock drummer. My foremost lasting impression is always some variant of "DAMN!" Even when it doesn't work, it's kind of mind-boggling what it is that's not working. And when it does work.... Home runs/strikeouts, that sort of thing.

Saddam Hussein Judas Iscariot Keith Carradine

Benny Morton Benny Moten Paul Motian

I'd like to know who the artist in question actually is.

Then he/she should go into agenting full-time. The only time a musician should think like that is when they're bitching to their agent about there not being more/better gigs.

I played a gig in 1982 (iirc) for Prince Charles that Merv Griffin emceed, so that makes it 2 Degrees (east), as I actually mouthed "fuck you, bitch" to Merv as he walked by backstage. That counts as "meeting", right? Merv acted like he might not have noticed, but this was in Albuquerque, and the high altitude can slow your reaction time until you get acclimated to it.

Fashionista Sandinista Sandy Nelson

Miles Davis ‎– Live Recordings 1948-1957 I had a little less of this material than originally thought, and at the BRO price, the result of that particular inventory query made the purchase a value-positive as a listening archive investment.