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Nah, I don't expect everybody to know anything..."L.A. Pop"...that sound (and those players) that kinda get dot-connected from Steely Dan to Toto to Quincy Jones Michael Jackson, etc. Rod Temperton (quite the talent, actually), that whole "slick-but/and-sharp grooving pop" of the day. Very "prominent" sound for a while, maybe the term has more meaning to people who played attention to what all the various players were up to during that time, I don't know. I've not not looked at music through the lens of who the players are since I was, like, 14-15 or so, once I learned that some of the same people were on a lot of records by a lot of different people, and how did that happen? Anyway, all these guys were kind of like a 2nd Generation Wrecking Crew, only the music was not Teenage Symphonies To God. It was more about getting/having gotten laid than wanting to get laid, if you know what I mean. Me, I'm ambivalent towards a whole lot of it, (Steely Dan, YES, Toto...uh...no?) but knowing now what I do about making and playing on high-quality pop records and how easy it is to NOT "get it right", much less get it EXACTLY right, I've come to appreciate what was being done, and why. I mean, you listen to Jeff Porcaro & Abe Laboriel hook up on that one tune up above, and the slink is definitely there. I like slink, and I like that. Some people will sneer and call it "slick", like slick is an intrinsically negative quality that is to be avoided at all costs (been there myself, done that, and...yawn). Slick is not a bad word in my book. Slick just means that you got enough in reserve to not sweat just for the sake of sweating, that you have options and aren't afraid to use them. As part of a well-balanced set of survival tools, there's definitely a place for slick.

Same guys still, eh? Glad to hear it! Continuity, not so much of that going around these days, lots of "projects", which is cool, but there's something about having a group stay together for years, even if it's not 24/7/365(6) that there's no substitute for.

Mid-80s Dallas jazz featuring (on most cuts) Henry Franklin, Marchel Ivery, Claude Johnson, Paul Guerrero and my long-time aider & abettor Ira Bassett. And a nice group of Claude Johnson originals. That cat wrote some good stuff.

The dry wit of Joe Maddon:

It's ear candy, and damn fine ear candy at that. Not the best ear candy, but better than much. Not everybody likes ear candy, I get that. But "crap" it is not, unless by "crap" you mean that it's something for which you have a visceral dislike, in which case, dog bites man, next? But if you can prove "crap" in any objective sense, as in poor performance (no...), lack of ingenuity in songwriting (no...quite clever, actually), amateur production (no....), then you're left with "crap" just meaning that you don't like it because it doesn't appeal to you. And maybe it's not supposed to. It's an L.A. Pop album. All the way, nothing but. And maybe it's not too shabby because Herbie actually wanted to do it, to make that kind of a record. Some people actually like making that type stuff. And oh well about that. And it's not an intellectual defect, although maybe failing to recognize a basic personality difference is... Sometimes it's fun to just go naked in the sun, get laid, chill out, and just be happy about being happy. Mindlessly, vacantly happy. Failure to do this at least once in a while makes a motherfucker get all weird and shit.

Just the right. I've got this really jakeleg homemade way of typing, and I always use the right Shift key to capitalize. so when I start and then stop to consider, sometimes the finger does not lift. Takes about 10 seconds or so, but then that little Great Gazzoo noise happens, and up it pops, that popup thing does. Try it at home, kids. fun for the whole family!

A mixed bag, to be sure, but to hear Buddy on "Superstar", you'd think it was (or could possibly be) Tony Williams on the drums. Buddy playing that faster type rock beat, good lord, there was energy there, energy directed straight to the music at hand. I might even say that I'd rather hear Buddy play rock rhythm than swing. At times, anyway.

It's the right Shift key, like when you hold it down and stop to think. Keep it down too long, and the Filter Key popup pops up.

More Herbie Hancock L.A. Pop, this one with a definite Herbie-ish movement to the structure, those little melodic and harmonic surprises incorporated into the contours of the overall mold. And Herbie singing lead w/o vovcoder. L.A. Pop? Everybody's in place: Arranged By [Keyboard Arrangement], Piano - David Foster Bass - Abe Laboriel Drums - Jeff Porcaro Guitar - Jay Graydon Lead Vocals - Herbie Hancock, Backing Vocals - Bill Champlin , David Foster , Richard Page , Vennette Gloud

Superb indeed! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQEgHOWerlQ "That's just Herbie making a L.A. pop record." Exactly. And he made a not-too-bad one.

Does that look like LaWanda Page on the cover to you? It Does to me.

Who is the quartet now?

They're both for helping users with accessibility issues.

DAMMIT!!!! They played in Grand Prairie this evening.TONIGHT!!! I had no idea. I would shell out the ducats for this gig, just to see Brain (and The Wondermints?). The rest of those guys...saw a Brian-less Beach Boys about 7-8 years ago, and it was ok enough. fun for the whoel family (who went too). But Mike Love makes me puke, Al Jardine is kind of a placeholder even now, and Bruce Johnston wrote "I Write the Songs" (no forgiveness for that, ever). The backup band was ok, but a Wilson-less Beach Boys is/was kinda like virtual reality.

Marks replaced Jardine, who left before the band started recording. Then Jardine got some of the good sense. Supposedly Brian asked him to come back.

Check this out: http://www.techrepublic.com/videos/dojo/tr-dojo-disable-sticky-keys-and-filter-keys-warning-messages-in-windows/6206026 Doesn't sound like you've got those things on, but it's useful info anyway.

Change "things we do not wish to know" to "things we don't got the time for right now" and Flip might have a point I would concede, or at least not argue against. Wouldn't have the time for that right now! An even bigger constraint, one might even say "tyranny" (with the quotes" is the notion that somebody always has the right to allow how you say things, which in turn turns into what you say, period. Time and a place for everything, and I've got a huge amount of respect for "proper" English (and have even raised my kids to be a little anal about grammer and vocabulary, much to their simultaneous delight and disgust), but - time and a place for everything, and that means that there is also a time and a place to say fuck it, let emotion, not logic, guide the speech, and if somebody don't get it and you don't care to be proper about it, hey, that is your prerogative. Make no mistake, that is your prerogative. If you forfeit your prerogative, then you bow down on that dirty ground. No bow down.

"Sticky Keys" is a feature for the physically disabled, real or potentially: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/StickyKeys

OOPS, B Beat me to it!

Ok, Windows 7 - get to Control Panel from that orb thing that replaced the Start button, lowest LH corner of the screen. Then open the Keyboard thing. From there you adjust what you want to adjust. You know, if you had a Mac, your keyboard would tell you what was wrong, fix itself, and then buy you a cup of coffee as a way of apologizing. But us Windows users have to learn how stuff actually works.

Caught him about 35 years ago when he came to NT for a playing lecture one day. No real advance publicity as I recall. The mutual sense of befuddlement between him and the general school "presentation" about what the other was up too still brings a chuckle, occasionally a real lol. I used to have family in Kalamazoo actually. Wish I still did, and that I had the time to go up there for the gig and a visit. Well, at least the gig. nobody left there to visit. Anyway, they only made one Ran Blake, so experience him while you can. I remain in wait for another chance.

What OS are you running?