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Yes. Regularly. It's the one book I still read.

Hate to see him gone, if he in fact has left...

No, I was thinking of a regular guitar (or maybe a tenor guitar) doubling an acoustic bass. but judging from this, he was indeed picking an electric bass: So, yeah, electric bass it was, picked. Interesting that Nashville (I've heard Owen Bradley mentioned as the instigator more than once) was looking to do the same thing, get more punch out of the bass sound on their records. The "tic tac" thing w/guitar doubling the acoustic bass would indeed lead to the picking of the electric on many later country & pop records. Nobody ever thought of picking a big upright bass, but as soon as you turn it into a guitar-like thing and add amplification, hey... Here's a picked electric bass doubling the acoustic bass...the possibilities are endless!

Boxing glove attacking cavity!

A hand on a stomach

He played guitar on Kaempfert's records too...for years I thought that sound was an electric being played with a pick, but it was actually Geisler picking a guitar, doubling the acoustic bass line.

I'll teach you to burn!

That Beeerd

The same thing was being done in Nashville (where it came to be known as"tic tac" bass) around the same time , having a guitar double the bass line for an additional "pop" to the sound. Not really sure who got there first, or that it matters, really. I tend to enjoy a few minutes of Bert Kaempfert here and there every once in a while. The guy knew how to make a sound out of his records.

Damn...

I'll not pretend to speak for all cornpone anti-intellectual sports obsessives, but I really am laughing out loud at the notion of a self-proclaimed "Listening Artist" willfully and knowingly reaching for an album chock-full of prolonged Charlie Rouse-isms and then getting indignant enough about hearing what he certainly knew he was going to hear to resurrect a three-year-old thread to bemoan hearing what he should have already known (and surely did know) was going to be there.. Dude, do you also go to the sock drawer looking for shoes and then get pissed off at the shoes for not being there?

Yeah, I've watched some TV and allegedly don't read books. That's the true stuff of genius! Seriously, it's not just this thread that is dead, it's the whole idea that it really matters how great/ungreat/mediocre/hideous a player Charlie Rouse was, with or without Monk, or more to the point, is thought to be. Here's the deal - if all you want is The Transforming Genius Of Thelonious Monk, you don't have to deal with Charlie Rouse. Ever. And if you want to delve with any kind of depth at all into The Full Life And Times of Thelonious Monk, you'll have to deal (and come to terms with) with Charlie Rouse, a lot, just like you do a cousin who does a lot to help the family out in day to day matters but will never be particularly clever in conversation, much less be able to deliver a memorable toast at a state dinner. You said it - it is what it is. And they're both dead, so it will stay what it is. Only "interpretations" will change, and as always, what is found will be based largely on what is being looked for.

Credit where credit is due - I got it from Bennett Brauer. God only knows where he "got it from".

Yep. And at the same time use more "difficult personalities"(who can also up the ante creatively) on record dates. How many "classic jazz recordings" of the post big-band era were made with working bands? Not too terribly many, and there's a reason for that besides just "star power".

Yeah, very percussive attack and rhythmic pulse. That's why when him and Frankie Dunlop were bouncing off of each other, the relative lack of "melodic invention" wasn't particularity troublesome, there was another type of activity/engagement going on. And on Ben Riley's best moments with the band, the same type thing happened. Can I go ahead and get my money now, please?

Yeah, he probably saw a No Trespassing sign or something.

Wouldn't have been impossible to add another horn player, though. But that didn't happen, as didn't lots of other things. Columbia Monk is, by and large, the sound of everybody getting and staying comforatble with their appointed routines. Oh well!

I saw the signage (but I did not see the dupeuty)

The album he cut w/Quinichette fits that bill as well.

Dear Grant - Although peteet (that meas small, except in bosom, at which I am said to be above avrage)) in stature (that means size) I am you biggest fan. Although you know longer walk the Earth, I still love you with all my hart and soul and would gladly look after what's left of you in this life and also in what's left of the nexts. Please wear my ring as a sign of my undieing love and let me be forevermore Mrs. Grant Green, the greatest guitar jazz player who ever has lived. Yours Sinceerely, Vanessa Marie Patton Somewhere In The USA (I will tell you where to send the ring when you are ready!) PS - if the person who reads this is not Grant Green, please pass it along to someone who is.

Got circles if you want it!

That's because Daddy spent all the money on whiskey.