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The man founded and ran Dakar Records. Thank you for that. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cBsESNzecfw Carl Davis might not have had anything to do with that song and that record except greenlighting it. But that's enough.

The cover is this: But i pull the LP out, and it's actually this: Shoulda checked the label in the store, I guess, but I'm not complaining...Rabbit w/Billy Gardner, Jimmy Ponder, Ron Carter, & Freddie Waits? Works for me, especially for $3.99. I wonder if Clark Burroughs ever worked at that store...

The toupee was a fixture! But I guess when you have three hands and/or two brains, a little eccentricity is to be expected.

Always liked this one, and do hear the Miles influence. Hadn't considered the Wonder flavor as well, but could be, for sure. It's another one of those washy-y Rhodes-y space-y albums that everybody made post-Bitches Brew, like all the rock bands made psychedelic concept albums after Sgt. Pepper. Very atypical Mccann, but I think he does it well. Apparently. Layers is the one that trips everybody out, but...I just don't hear it there. This one, i do.

From now on, whenever I bitch about some fucked-up (imo) music (and I will), I also will feel guilty as hell. Maybe not at the same time, but...

Nine eyes on the cover (ten if you count the back - and did you know that records sound better on Columbia phonographs? I didn't!)...twelve on the label (if you count both sides)...there's two loose eyes rolling around somewhere, so be careful where you step. Or maybe somebody already wasn't, maybe those two spare eyeballs done got squished. That would explain the facial expressions, at least partially. Clark Burroughs looks too delighted for there to be a random eye-squishing involved. Then again, Clark Burroughs was a freak. As far as the music...in spite of this being a "commercially-oriented" album, there is some incredible vocal writing on this, especially on ballads like "Heather On The Hill" and "There's No You". Gene Perling was also a freak, and I mean that in the very best way. White-bread androgyny be damned, harmony is harmony, and at harmony, Gene Puerling was a baaaaaadddddd man. Just keep your spare eyeballs in your head when that Clark Burroughs comes around. I don't think I'd trust him like that.

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You laff (or cry) perhaps, but Cleveland sees a fairly significant amount of action against the AL West in the next few weeks. If the team gets back on track, they could be a spoiler and directly impact the playoff picture.

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Circumspected schmalted milk will kill a rooster, ya' know. Or damn near anything else.

Oh, it gets better! http://www.nbcdfw.com/video/#!/entertainment/music/Police-Release-911-Call-in-Travis-Arrest/165545636

Yes.

Get the local angle video! http://www.nbcdfw.com/entertainment/music/Randy-Travis-Arrested-on-DWI-Charge-in-Tioga-165419146.html

Miracle Whip is made out of from chickens? How come nobody just calls it shmalts? Then we could not no longer pretend that one chicken fat is not chicken fat if the rooster is been circumscribed, and that shmalts is the correct spelling. More to the point, those Second City records on Mercury are brilliant (the one on Smash with Burns & Schrieber, not so much) and readily available on eBay for not too much money. Barbara Harris, yes, let's talk about Barbara Harris. Jew? Don't know. Gentile? Don't know? Black? No, but not absolutely sure. Funny - and versatile as hell? Do know, and yes. Plus the pianist? Bill Mathieu. Who knew?

Which would still be...chicken fat. Second City Darden = HELL YEAH!!! For that matter, anything on those Second City Mercury albums gets a big rec from me. It's not all "good", and a lot of it's "dated" but...oh well about that. They got the zone thing going on, big time.

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That would be Kofsky's "Black Nationalism and the Revolution in Music" for me. Maddening book! I read it in 1974. Different time, place, scene, etc. Didn't bother me then, still doesn't, not really. It's just...over the top. But then again, the top might've been higher then...I don't know. Seems like it, but you know how folks start getting at a certain point.

Hey, Don Wilson!

Oh yeah, I still remember.