JSngry

Yeah, well let's pretend that songs are destined/doomed to forever follow the prescribed/proscribed structural assumptions of the current paradigm and then FACT: fuck that. That ain't nohing but suicide, a resistance to reality. Now let's pretend that the "philosophy" of "sound" gets applied to the "fact" of "songs (and marches too, if you need that in your life), and let's see if we can get this shit moving along and up to speed. FACT: maybe that makes "song" relevant again as something besides entrapment, enslavement, and whoredom. How you use your imagination is your choice.

Any idea who that tenor soloist was? Didn't really care for what he played, but sure liked the way he played it.

I've been deeply attracted to boleros for about 30 years now, and from time to time will actually bother to attempt to translate one. You talk about lyrics, about "love songs", I don't know that "classic" American songwriters even had a clue about what the guys who wrote these songs were coming from... of course, to get the full impact I'm sure that spanish needs to be a language you feel at least as much as you speak, but still, even the English translations blow me away far more often than not. Here's the latest that got ahold of me, recorded by Los Tres Ases Tu Me Acostumbraste Translated, roughly (if anybody can provide a more nuanced translation, please do!) Straight to the heart...

Mr. Riley can play.

Finally got to hear this one, and it's a mofo. Sal has this Wayne Shorter vibe going on on top of his own thing that gets pretty...intense sometimes...

Tomatoes stopped growing. Jalapenos have been doing great, though. Guy must've been on fire when you iced him.

Does this one?

Here's one I've never seen...must be Brownie's version.

Oh...that must be why the tomatoes stopped growing. Damn you, Chuck Nessa, you got the garden and Brenda's heart began to harden. You better watch your ass if you're ever in Reno, that's all I can say.

Did Chuck ever tell you about the time he shot a man in Reno just to watch him die? That certainly got my attention!

Used to be plentiful, these did...

Treat it gently, it bruises easily... Ultimately, though, if a "popular song" ceases to have a certain.."immediacy", either musically or lyrically, then it kind of crosses the line from "popular song" into "historical artifact" and then it's as right to insist on "correctness of meaning" as it is to ignore it completely. Until then, it's that liquidity of meaning that keeps it alive & vital to anybody, not just those who "own" (in whatever sense) it. So, still, you get out of it what you bring to it. When that stops being the case, beware.

I thought so...I used to see Jungle Soul LPs all the time back in the day...yellow border w/a big photo of either a lion or tiger head...never saw any Bad Bossa Nova

The Complete Redd Foxx on Dootoo would make for a landmark Mosaic set!

I don't get that at all from "Alone Together". Sorry, I guess, but not really. If that pause means anything to me at all, it means that "together" trumps "alone". As for that line in "Dancing In the Dark", you can take it that way if you like, but I take it to be more of an acknowledgment of the fleeting nature of life itself, so take it when you find it, and hope for the best. Once again, we take out of it what we bring to it. Is that a problem, or is there only one "right" way to feel these songs? Is there a user's manual somewhere? If so, please provide it, because I do so want to honor these marvelous creations at any cost, up to and including sacrificing my own natural instinct and intellect. And hell yeah the past is funny in relation to the present. It's all funny, and will always be so. It's also all tragic, absurd, profound, meaningless, etc., whatever. It's whatever we need it to be at any given time. But in the end, you either choose to get through the day or choose to not get through the day. It really does come down to that. If one feels the need for a certain amount of drama to do that, fine. But that's ultimately a choice, not a necessity. I've yet to see the world stop turning & life stop going on just because somebody gives up. Or doesn't. Think there's a lesson there?

FWIW, a "Masonic Hall" is not a church, it's a lodge hall.

I mean, really, where's the angst about the relationship here? Alone together beyond the crowd Above the world we're not too proud To cling together we're strong As long as we're together Alone together the blinding rain The starless night were not in vain For we're together and what is there to fear together Our love is as deep as the sea our love is as great as a love can be And we can weather the great unknown If we're alone together Anxiety about the world, sure, but the point is pretty clear, I think, that "alone together", they can - will - get past all that. Triumph in togetherness. Hell yeah. But also too much damn drama, ultimately. Life is indeed a bitch, so get over it, ya' know?

Look for Pigmeat Markham on Chess too...classic stuff.

Sure, I can get that out of ""You & The Night & The Music", that's obvious. Doubt aplenty. "Dancing In The Dark" seems more tentative, hopeful but not sure. Cautious optimism. "Alone Together" seems like yeah, we made it after all. Triumph. A nice little cycle, actually, but still, all this drama and anxiety and stuff...too "theatrical" for this day and time, really, musically and lyrically. We got "theater" pushed in our face 24/7 as is and are numb as a result. Backtracking is an easy out, just as succumbing to the onslaught. Which leaves...what, exactly? Hell if I know, but when given two bad choices, I do my damnedest to accept neither. Call me crazy.

"Mr. Davidson is the great-grandson of one of the founders of Schlumberger Ltd., a Houston-based multinational oil-field-services company that posted revenue of about $23 billion last year...." Voila! Exactly! Q: How do you get a million dollars from playing jazz? A: Start off with $23 billion!

I would never have imagined that song as a dream/fantasy/whatever. It has never struck me that way at all. It's always seemed me as a hard-won victory song, a song of triumph, not despair. Just goes to show, yet again, that what you get out of anything is directly relevant to what you bring to it, you're looking for in the first place.

How do you make a million dollars playing jazz? (...2...3...4...)

And I'm at least as equally baffled as how you can't see that one is about facing the difficulties of life truly alone, and the other with a partner. One is I'm alone in this world, the other we're alone, and if you can't see what a fundamental difference that makes, then I'll see your "baffled" and raise you 2000 "you gotta be kidding me"s. Yeah, it seems clunky to me too, and it no doubt is, but as seeline aptly points out, with the right delivery in the right voice, it could be transformed. Could be... (if you ever make it down here, we can do a tour and hear extrremes of this on both ends, possibly by just crossing the street from one joint to another...) But really, I'm defending the notion of the line much more than the line itself. And believe me, I in no way underestimate "so-called plain people". Most of them I've known (hell, I'm one myself, who am I kidding) are anything but "plain", if by "plain" one means lacking fire and a healthy appetite for the life they have... There's a reason why not everybody aspires to be Dietz/Schwartz, ya'know. Not every shoe fits all feet, even the most beautiful shoes and the most beautiful feet.

Jackie Robinson Larry Doby Pumpsie Green

Listening to Debbe sing those harmony parts give me a very sexual feeling. And Gene's phrasing tells me that he was having more than just a feeling... And that drummer tells me that he didn't particularly like to do a lot of takes, so he was just gonna knock it out early and RIGHT.