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They're not a bonus if everybody has them.

We have trees. And good internet as well, in spite of that.

Vick Lavender Vikter Duplaiz The good people of Vactor

Better get in here while there's still getting to get...and with all thanks and disclaimers in place, at that. TRACK ONE - "Dig".My only guess, a weak one at that, is some later Sal Nistico date, and I'm basing that strictly on tone, especially on the higher notes. Nice and wobbly-together the whole tenor's thing is, although the drummer behind the piano solo bugs me on occasion. Overall, though, yeah! TRACK TWO - "Ain't Misbehaving" off a 78. Tenor vibrato makes me think of Bud Freeman, He's got great control of his open side-key notes too, Big props for that. Hearing some I-biii (instead of vi or VI) chordal motion going on, so we're definitely getting into some "modern", if only incipiently. thing here. A very nice cut. TRACK THREE - The Instantly Recognizable and Perpetually Great Steve Lacy, although on what ct, I do not know. I don't even try to "collect" all Lacy's work, I just try to hear it whenever it's there to be heard, because I know it will be time well-spent and music well-played. Case in pojnt...this one. The guy's command of music kills me, his time, his tone, his inflection, his always knowing where everything is both within himself and around him, they guy was just about everything you could want for a musician to be. If Steve Lacy played it, it was automatically music worth hearing. Period. TRACK FOUR - Is this that Bulgarian wedding band? Or some Klezmer deal? For where I'm at right now personally, it might be more fun to play than to listen to, although it might not be that much fun to play either, unless you were there, and...I'm not. I did, however, stay up until sunrise in the hotel room of a true Hungarian Gypsy Elvis impersonator with whose band I took a weekend road gig in Farmington, NM, listening to him and his two brothers sing and play Gypsy songs all night. Not that that has anything to do with this cut, but it is something I was actually at. TRACK FIVE - Geez, I think I've heard this a few times over the years, but damn if I can tell you what or when. I love that fatass section sound, hell yeahs I do. This is music for the discerning dancefloor afaic, not for the whole night, but just to break it up and keep it going with something different yet still making dat ass and those other particle in motion move.That's a good compliment, trust me. I wish more people would play like they were playing for dancers. Dancers can go surprise-crazy on your ass, so don't be afraid. Hell, I can see this being used to chop into a whole 'nother thang. Right Onward! TRACK SIX - Speaking of dance music...I'm in, down, and on. And it's drummer's doing, that wiggle-waggling rapscallion, making that worm do the crawl up in them danceparts. I'd pay for that if the trumpet player came along. TRACK SEVEN - Oh, it's modern! You've Changed! Into a French Horn? Mitchell-Ruff? The horn & piano sound like they got some meaningful rapport on some things that could easily be simply clever and/or corny.. A very nice reading of the melody, actually. Very nice. TRACK EIGHT - The slapback on some records is really quite startling. Raymond Scott? Interesting piece, quite, novelty, but a serious one. TRACK NINE - "At The Jazz Ban Ball". The version to live by is the one on impulse! by a George Wein group that's got Ruby Braff, Bud Freeman, Pee Wee Russell, and Marquis Foster. That shit is just SWANGING till the jazz band stops balling, which, you being a musician yourself, know that it never does. But this one is fun too, so keep on with that. TRACK TEN - Tasty oatmeal clusters right smack dab in the middle of you chords, boys and girls, that's how you start the day off right, ask for them by name. I'd like to hear this in a fuller context, see what else is going on. For I hear skill, and I hear purpose, but I do not hear declaration...so I am assuming that the purpose is moving, moving along from one place to another, and this is the ride we co on while doing that.Nice ride, got that Gil vibe in there (gotta love those little clusters, oatmeal or otherwise). Is Art Farmer involved in this? TRACK ELEVEN - sounds like a finicky fish coming to the surface to grab some food, and then decide to refuse it, although not without much deliberation and commenating on the way down. Fish say the DARNDEST things, especially finicky ones who can't find a good bite anywhere.Tonight the fish was very hungry but ate not, so the protestations are even more fishtastecle than usual. It's a treat, that's what it is! TRACK TWELVE - Do I smell New Orleans? Do I smell OF New Orleans? I hear stories being told here on several levels, one is kinda "tourist", at leaat the story is, but the way the language is being used in the story is a story unto itself. Its learning a song's words but not its voices. That's why I like songs sung in languages I don't understand - fuck the words and learn the voices. The history is in the words, but the spirits is in the voices, so if you can get to the spirits, you'll not ever really need to know the words, unless a history test comes around, and then if it does, answer the questions based on what the spirits are rather than what the history voices say it is. Because voices lie. And spirits just are. TRACK THIRTEEN - Come back, pre-Wynton jazz, COME BACK! Especially you tenor players who conjure the majesterys of Billy Harper. TRACK FOURTEEN - What a stirring piece of provacatory...gotta be Ellington of some degree of separation (or perhaps none?!?!?!), and for that, the buttons will always shine brightly with no need for external polishing. TRACK FIFTEEN - Organ! Altos! Good-Playing Altos! Good playing Organs! Well-recorded Drummering! Nothing bad or silly anywhere near the area!!! How many !!!!!!!!!!! are enough? This many!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ? There's more where those came from! (see?) TRACK SIXTEEN - BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM go the big bass drum. "It ain't my fault", but it is my way to survive the bullshit and get over (it) anyway. Never trust a tourist to pay your rent. Much appreaciationals and bonhomies spread your way on this one brer, much indeeds!

Especially one who came here from Michigan to find work!

From a generation ago, the same wariness arose via Sam Rivers & George Adams. Good records, but...

Oh, we will. The tradition is to go out and get the tree the weekend before my birthday (12/14). So the tree's still drinking mightily then. Maybe I should invite it to the wedding?

The notion of being kept by Marian McPartland makes me feel funny inside, and not necessarily in a good way... BTW - who is/was Sherman Fairchild?

Amber Easton Shirley Eaton Garden of Eatin http://www.gardenofeatin.com/

Not a rumor, that was Marian McPartland's label. And I'd watch out for that "mother load" if I was you!

Ernie Watts Jack Towers Simon Rodia

"granular"?

My son is getting married on 12/21, so I'm on the hook for something no matter what!

Did I miss the end of the world?" MG 12/21, that's the day. Or so they say. They mean never having to drink alone, always a big plus. Can I lend yours for tonight? The cat doesn't drink with me, alas... If you can wait until Sunday, you can have it. And you might just want it, because it's been a great tree, from Fred Moomey Farms in Cadillac, Michigan. The guy and his family come down here every December and rent a lot to sell their trees. It's a family tradition with us!

Worth searching for:

"Lawd" is a "typcial" 19th Century African-American dialectic spelling of "Lord", often used in spirituals and such, and is usually pronounced "lawed", like "flawed" w/o the f. It comes down to the difference in sound between "aw" and "ah", "Hawd" vs "Hahd"

"Hawd" rhymes with "pawed" and I don't think that's the consensus here, is it?

Clare Fischer was a baaaaaad man! (and a quirky one as well, but hey...) RIP, and much thanks.

I always thought it rhymed it with "rod".

J.J. Johnson Jay Johnston Jay North

Jay Hoggard Jay North Jay Johnston

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Bachelor Father Baby Momma The Idiot Bastard Son

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