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Canadian, yes, but of Indian descent, born/rasied in Kenya, and a practicing Ismaili Muslim. nd she's got a really nice, round, sensual...voice! An intelligent, hardly unattractive woman who, along with many on CNN, more than breaks the old stereotypes of Barbies & Kens bringing you your news. Pulitzer ready? Not exactly. But she's an attractive, competent reporter and hearing her say"penis" caused a first reaction that was not laughter, if you get my drift.

Oh, nothing secret, just his whole damn life story. It was a big deal for a "celebrity" like Frank Sutton to be doing dinner theater in Shreveport in the first place. The Gomer Pyle show had been huge in that area, both for obvious cultural reasons and also because Barksdale AFB in Bossier City housed a SAC unit. Sutton had been doing all the local mid-day talk shows on local TV & radio (unlike today, Shreveport actually had a whiff of the "cosmopolitan air" to it), interviews on all the news shows, personal announcements plugging the gig, total saturation. And then he died. You know, the beloved Sgt. Carter comes to you town, makes a big, friendly splash, let's you know that he's GLAD to be here, that he LOVES you and your town, and he's SO EXCITED about his time here, and he's looking forward to sheeting EVERYBODY in the city, all this, and then the motherfucker drops dead. Just....drops....dead... Shreveport felt this pain, jack. FELT it, do you hear me? So they vented. In the newspapers, on the TV & radio, maybe even a billboard or two (the billboards' I'm not totally sure about, but for the purpose of a good story., let's assume so until proven not, ok?). I'd like to say that there was a funeral parade down the streets of Shrevport with the Barksdale band playing the Gomer Pyle march in minor, but as good as a story as that would make, it would be a flat out lie, and there's no room for flat out lying when paying tribute to the memory of the beloved Frank Sutton, the man who made splashy, sunshiny love to the city Shreveport and then consummated the relationship with a surprise case of rigor mortis.

A lot of repressed homosexuality going down there - sort of like Ren 'n' Stempy. Carter had a drinking problem and he was hung over all the time. Compared to Joe Flynn as Captain Birminghamton on McHale's Navy... Frank Sutton, btw, died doing dinner theatre in Shreveport, La. Shreveport in those days was the nearest "big city" media outlet to the part of East Texas where I lived, so believe me when I tell you that I learned more about Frank Sutton/Sgt. Carter in 72 hours than anybody would ever want to...

Don't know/Don't care who it is or isn't on bass, and won't take sides, but just let me say as a matter of general principle that a player's "sound" can - and does - transcend variances in recording qualities for people who get into a particular player at a particularly deep level. Now, I don't know Duvivierlover1960, so maybe he's nuts, or maybe he's one of those folks who does get into players' sounds at that deeper level. Again, don't know, don't care. I'm just saying that if he is the latter (and truthfully, the "tone" of his posts suggest to me that he is, but again, I don't really know) his claim should not be dismissed on what are "lower level" rebuttals based on "literal" elements like differences in recording quality, because there's a...."deeper" level of hearing player's voices that is beyond all that. Ok, back to the sidelines for me.

I found the Sinatra book good overall, enjoyed it and have recommended it, actually, but there are some seriously blatant WTF!?!?!?! moments/statements, almost inevitably always having to do with more technical matters, rarely, but occasionally with matters of taste/evaluation/etc. I mean, the latter is cool, that's what the game is, right, putting your own POV out there, right? But when you start describing things "technically" (or in the case of the opening post, quoting lyrics), unless you know for a fact that you got it right, run it past somebody you know knows first & spare yourself some embarrassment and loss of probably-otherwise-deserved credibility. It's true, opinions are like assholes. But it's also true that facts are like shit - pretending it's pudding after you've stepped in it won't change the fact that you've still stepped in shit.

Ok, does anybody know about this one? Columbia Stereo LP, 1969 1 Walk On By 2 One Room Paradise 3 Take a Look 4 Evil Gal Blues 5 Every Little Bit Hurts 6 Won't Be Long 7 Without the One You Love 8 Trouble In Mind 9 Rough Lover 10 Today I Sing The Blues What it is, is this (and no, it's not football...) Columbia took some old track and replaced/added to the backings to give them the feel of Aretha's then current Atlantic sound. Shades of Alan Douglas & Hendrix, right? Wellllll.....not so fast. Look at who all did these dirty deeds: Jerome Richardson, ts Joe Newman, tp Seldon Powell, Frank Wess, ts Babe Clark, baritone sax Benny Powell, tb Bernard Purdie, Jimmy Johnson, ds Chuck Rainey, bs James Booker, Paul Griffith, piano Richard Tee, organ Valerie Simpson, Hilda Harris, Melba Moore, bg voc (guitarists not identified) New sessions produced by Billy Jackson arranged and conducted by Billy Jackson and Ellen Star Yeah. Exactly. How is that going to suck? It ain't, that's how. Keep an eye out for it, that's all I'm sayin'....

All I've read is his Sinatra book and some liner notes, none of which have "convinced" me, but damn, the guy is making the move, ain't he? Must have a great agent and/or a lack of humility.

I'm gonna need a little bit more convincing on that one...

Isn't Friedwald supposed to be our Guardian Of The Great American Songbook Tradition for the first part of the 21st Century? Isn't he supposed to know shit like this?

Big love (if not Love) for both this one & Genesis. I do wish that somebody would have caught the clam on "La Fiesta" (and DOH! for not thinking aobut this version in the Captain Marvel thread...) And big Like for Mr. Jones as well. Those early 70s Elvin albums weren't bad at all. The Lighthouse date is actually a Sacred Text in some circles. Not mine, but I'm just sayin'... We might tend to forget that Elvin was actually a Cult Rock Star of sorts in those days. But he was. Hopefully everybody's seen this by now, but if not:

Nope. That's Super Nova.

Usually it hits in rural or semi-rural areas, Also, there' usually enough advance warning that people can take the necessary precautions. Bt it's hell if you're in it, rural or urban. The 1995 storm was crazy, since it happened during Mayfest, a kind of "street fair" that's held downtown. You had many more people out and about in the area than ususal, and, like I said, these type superstorms don't usually hit in the highly concentrated urban areas. But this one did, and it was crazy. Imagine walking around downtown with your family and all of a sudden these...rocks of ice start coming down on you, People got killed, really! And the local FW TV station (all of the big DFW stations are in Dallas, except for this one) broke into their regularly scheduled program, and the noise from the pelting was so loud it nearly drowned out the anchors - who were in the studio at their desks! When these things hit in the urban areas, the damage is, as you can guess, in the hundreds of millions of dollars. Car dealers entire inventory gets hit, entire neighborhoods get roofing jobs, hey. Our property insurance rates get a nice hike every so often, not just becuase the state insurance commission is in the pocket of the industry, but also because of the huge losses sustained every few years when an urban hailstorm (sometimes accompanied by a tornado) hits. We live at the butt end of "Tornado Alley" so you kind of expect it. But I can't say that I've heard of Atlanta getting this type thing. But then again, the weather's getting kinda weird all over these days...

CT did an album on Black Jazz back in the very early 1970s.

I lo ve this album, never let the sound quality bother me. I cna hear the band, that's all I know. What might need to be understood is that at this time of his career, Ellington was without a contract proper, and was recording everything on his own time and on his own dime. He would then shop it to whomever would take it. So maybe sometimes the recording was not quite up to the standards of Columbia. RCA, etc. Or maybe each label would do their own tweaking during mastering - compare NOS to, say, Afro-Eurasian Eclipse, another Ellington-produced/recorded album made shortly thereafter, or the "workshop" sessions on Pablo. None are exactly "slick" in their basic recorded sound, if you know waht I mean. It was kind of an act of defiant heroism that all this stuff got recorded and preserved anyway. Duke put damn near everything he made on royalties and performance fees back into the band, either for salaries or recording expenses. If he hadn't we might well not have an album like NOS, and that means no "Blues For New Orleans" and that is would be a world in which I would definitely not care to live.

When was Duke ever not on the money?

BTW - our hail is almost always round. That jagged looking stuff, hell, that's freakin' shrapnel...

We get stuff like that in Central Texas at least once a year. It sucks. In 1995, Fort Worth had one hit downtown during Mayfest. Baseball sized hail comin' down like a big dog. People were killed, and some buildings, big building, suffered spo much glass damage that they were finally razed rather than repaired, that was actually the more cost-efficient route. We ourselves had a patio cover collapse under the weight of a sudden rapid massive hail storm a while back. Nothing you can do, it comes down piles up, and don't melt fast enough. That shit is heavy, and....BAM.

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