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Maybe she's feeing insecure herself about aging? Crazy it sounds, sure, I mean, we know she's beautiful (I hate to say "still" because true beauty is pretty much an eternal quality for me), but insecurity is quite the irrational nervewracker. Wouldn't be the first time that somebody of either gender starts hitting 40 and gets anxious to prove that they've still "got it", more to themselves than to anybody else.

Please do, and pay attention to how Mathieu's arrangements integrate the soloists into the chart. It's very seldom a head-solo-outchorus thing like so much big-band writing is. This guy weaves them in and out of the arrangements, almost as commentary rather than as statement, if that makes any sense. A very linear, organic, non-rigid course of development, it seems to me. You know how I feel about Kenton in general, but this one is....different somehow. At least to my ears.

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Agreed, but why did she wait til she hit 40 to start taking off her clothes in every movie? Because now, it's only for people who will truly appreciate it instead of every adolescent-brained horndog on Planet Earth?

I'll say! http://www.youngmedia.org.au/mediachildren...hunderpants.htm

Stan Kenton - "Willow Weep for Me" from Standards In Silhouette. Marvelously inventive writing by Bill Mathieu impeccably interpreted by the band. Not sure what, if anything, Kenton had to do with this ending up as it did, but if credit is due, then credit is given. And if it turns out that Mathieu was given free reign to rehearse & conduct his charts, then he gets the credit (and Kenton would get credit for knowing when to do the right thing and get out of the way).

Strongly seconded. And hey - shit happens. To deal with it gracefully is the mark of an evolved human being.

Looks like Red Rodney to me.

Hey, them unemployment offices ain't gonna staff themselves...

The Kenton version on Standards In Silhouette is a real gem.

You're a seasoned jazz fan and you want to check out even more of the sounds of the dead? Dude....

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We can have this "Tristano/White" discussion into perpetuity and make time stand still, or we can listen to the ways that it hasn't stood still, and the ways that Tristano has affected both white & non-white players (if only in terms of opening up a sense of "alternative-ness" to bebop and/or modality and/or free), how for those who aren't so hung up with anything except music that it has by and large become just that - music, and how for those who still want/need/can't escape the sense of eternal identity segregation (and they come in all hues), it will always be about more (and thereby less?) than the music. For me, the latter route is much preferable, and much more real. Trisatano's "racial" significance relative to his music was of his time. His (& Warne's & Lee's) musical significance is of ours, or should be. Thinking of it as being a wholly "white" thing is old-school, and, truthfully, old-fashioned, irrelevant, and anti-evolutionary. But that's just me.

That Don Bagly was gettin' his groove on, wasn't he!

A much better album...

They still make it, at least in these parts. Forever immortalized by Jerry "Ar-uh-Cee-uh Cola and uh Moon Pie" Clower! But apparently, known as "Royal Crown", it had an Eastern following as well. Remember the Michael Stivic Cola Blindfold Test on that episode of All In The Family? Royal Crown was one of the contestants. Upon meditation, what I've always preferred about Pepsi over Coke was their relative "dryness". Pepsi tastes "wet", Coke "dry". When I'm quenching my thirst w/cola, I want wet. Mileages obviously vary on that one, but there's mine.

If you could post a copy of that, I'd be much appreciateful!

Define normal?

London does not seem all that truly connected to what is happening behind/underneath her, but she also seems like she's digging the hell out of it anyways. Gotta love that!

That Ornette cover is all the rage these days... From 2007:

"Little reds" might refer to panties, and how wherever they (and by implication, she) goes, she shuts 'em down, wears 'em out.

Fathead spoke The Native Tongue as well as it has ever been been spoken. Let those with ears hear.