JSngry

Great minds think alike. In a two-star review in the Oct. 17, 1968 issue of Down Beat, I wrote among other things that "Hancock's 'bluesy' playing on First Trip sounds like updated Billy Taylor. On the two ballad-like pieces, Speak like a Child and Goodbye to Childhood ... the playing anticipates the Muzak of the 1970s." That album has certainly taken a hit with the passage of time. I remember when it was a "must hear" for both the compositions themselves and the textures of the arrangements.

Do have the Woody Pips side where he reunites with his sons in a program of Gladys Knight hits? Goosebumps, I tell you!

Only the theme from Bullitt, actually... Produced by Wayne Henderson; Arranged by Wayne Henderson & Wilton Felder The program: SIDE ONE 1 - Theme From Bullitt 2 - All Along The Watchtower 3 - Ain't Nothing Like The Real Thing 4 - Hi-Heel Sneakers 5 - The Split (a Quincy Jones theme from the movie of the same name) SIDE TWO 1 - Doing My Thing (a Wayne Henderson original) 2 - Up Here Down Below (same) 3 - Please Return Your Love To Me 4 - With A Little Help From My Friends 5 - It's Just A Game, Love (another song from The Split) Not at all an "encouraging" set list, but...

Kimora Lee Simmons

It would have been so easy for everybody involved to skate through a date like this, but they didn't. Felder on the fade of "All along The Watchtower" is channelling Ayler, Hendrix, or, possibly, both. Or else he's just doing that tenor thing. Soul-Jazz lovers, pay ye heed of this easily overlooked (if even found!) gem!

Yeah, ok, it's all "commercial", but DAMN does Felder deliver the goods. Not yet available on CD, but if you see the LP somewhere for a good price, and if you like the idea of a Turrentine/Pearson-ish date transferred to the West Coast, material focused exclusively on "airplay friendly" material, and everything the length of a 45 side, with - and this is the good part - no musical compromises being made to do it (sic), then this one's for you!

Great place to visit (even for an extended period), but I don't think I could live there without a guaranteed foolproof escape plan.

What you play - the material - may or may not always be your choice (depending on how much your livelihood depends on it), but how you play it almost always is, and it's the "how" that is ultimately of the essence.

Timing. You got it, you got a groove. You don't, you don't. And if you kinda do, hey, welcome to the music business... Think about it - you got, like, one note to play in a bar, and three notes to play in the bar after that. There's how many right places to put it? Less than a handful. And it needs to be exactly there every time. Now, how many wrong places are there to put that one note? Literally an infinite #. Playing more notes is a convenient way to rig the odds in your favor, since most people will get some of the notes in the right place most of the time. But so what about that? That's not being good, that's just being average. Like so many other things, if it really was that easy...

Very much enjoyed it.

What about her "two boys"? (I don't know how to type the accent ) That would be "tooo BO-eees"... Yeah, what about them? I mean, at least you can flush a toilet...

Have you considered opening a doughnut store?

Paula Deen ia a WMD.

A cold Krispy Kreme is...weird. And lethal. Avoid! The object of those things is to eat them hot, when they all but melt in your mouth the second they hit it. Sweetnes, though, that's definitley a "regional taste", I believe. The American South has a legacy of uber-sweet foods, and me myself, the only way I can get into it too much is when the medium becomes somewhat transitory, like a melt-in-your-mouth doughnut. I got relatives who make pecan pies and shit that have been known to stick to your teeth for centuries. But that ain't nothing. Some of the Asian desserts I've had are waaay sweet, some of them using what appears to be condensed condensed milk. Delicious in small doses, but kinda like anything else in that if you're not culturally acclimated to it, you take a bite and wonder WTF is THIS?!?!?!?!

What's the brain part about? Calf brains. Tasty so long as you don't know (or think about) what it is you're eating. You can get'em in Mexican restaurants that don't speak English, if you know what I mean. Much less "challenging" to the mind is nopalito con huevos, chopped cactus with scrambled eggs. Delicious!

Chrissie Hynde Earl Hines Heinz Hines Hines Dad

Funny, no mention of Winchell's. I had a buddy from L.A. back in the day who swore by them. I thought they sucked too.

It's not just for listening any more!

Interesting thing about the DFW area, Plano in particular, is that we have a lot of Southeastern Asian & Indian immigrants, and a variety of restaurants to match. The food, like the people, is, to Old Americans such as myself, new, different, and challenges old perspectives & "comforts". So all that 20th Century immigrant food like good Italian sausage sandwiches just ain't missed right here right now!

As this thread is proving, you don't miss what you don't want, and vice-versa.

Kitten Natividad Felix Navidad Mary Christmas

You folks who don't like Krispy Kreme probably don't like menudo or collard greens with ham hocks either. Never mind pigs feet & chitlins... "Coffee & donuts", geez, what a cliche. That's breakfast, what's for lunch, ham on rye? With steak and potatos for supper? Pre-dict-a-BULL. Try some brain & egg tacos sometimes, and then see how "delicious" those tired ass "coffee & doughnuts" are. Or better yet, eat one of Bunky's apple fritters and enjoy the sugar buzz for the rest of the day. Without coffee!

One or the other, yeah. But together... bad scene, man, bad scene.

Would you like some Dunkin' Donuts & a Sergio Mendes record to go with that?

If that shit don't kill me, you mean...