JSngry

I just thank god that Hull was spared! Here's hoping that it doesn't spread all the way down to Anahuac.

Pretty good show, check it out. Never mind that it's "about" cakes & bakers. What it's really about for me is teamwork, bringing pride and fun to your work, not "settling" for anything that's not as good as you know it should be, and recognizing that for some people, what makes them good at what they do and what makes them "weird" are complimentary, not troublesome, qualities. Oh yeah, all that and this - if/when something goes wrong, cop to it immediately, and then get on with fixing it. Results, not excuses, are what makes it a good day.

From the neck down, yeah.

Get it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7EwymL7LDV0&NR=1

I'm looking at it now, & I'm guessing Ann Arbor, for no reason other than just because.

http://www.aceofcakestv.com/ In a right world, all work would be like this.

BTW, Allen, have you seen Stevie Wonder's newest keyboard?

Model workplace, imo.

Who's that standing behind Ray? Is that Fathead?

Yeah dude, you're cool.

Perhaps crossing the road was an act of defiance against all arbitrary constructs of "place", as if to mockingly ask the road & all who buy into its modern-day precepts, "Ok, I have now crossed your road. And yet where am I now? Who am I now? Has crossing this road made me anything other than a chicken who has crossed a road, and you people who attempt to make more of this than there is to be made? If I had made the same steps in the same place and there had been no road there, what would be different? Why do you not ask yourselves why the road was ther for me to cross instead of why I chose to cross it?" Given the historical role of chickens as the de facto symbol of moral and economic conscience (and consciousness) in post-Industrial America, this is not an illogical proposition, although to be fair (and to risk belaboring the obvious) the notion of a chicken thinking about anything, much less offering intelligent comment on it, is indeed absurd, although if one factors in the possible subliminal effects of roughly a century of animation of various degrees of realism (and surrealism) on our abilities to discern genuine anthropomorphic behavior in the otherwise wholly animalistic behavior of poultry, then one is beginning to get at the gist of what is in all likelihood the matter at hand, which is to say that even if we know that there is a chicken, and that it did indeed cross the road, and if we also know that the end result was that the chicken did in fact get to the other side, and if we believe that what the chicken says about this behavior is at least at some level rooted in rationality, then do we know all we need to know, or is there yet more to know that might yet change how we view not just this event, but all like it, including Duane Tatro's Jazz For Moderns, which by implication asks similar questions in similar ways and offers such similar answers that one must indeed conclude that this is what was on the mind of Tatro all along, although, given the time frames of both incidents, we cannot rule out the possibility that it was Tatro, not the chicken, who came first (the egg being another matter altogether), and that is, as they say, in the ballpark, if not necessarily between the foul lines?

Do you really think that chickens speak English in the men's room? - JSngry Brought to you through the courtesy of Colonel Sanders. ------------ Ray "You can do what you like with chicken as long as it doesn't lose it's Warm Moist Pink Center." - Hoagy Carmichael

With what did the chicken cross the road? Turkey and/or duck, perchance?

625 Ornette Coleman: Broken Shadows, Song for Che, Space Jungle. live 3/22/69 ABC 9187* Ex- $6 = Somebody better carpe diem on that bad boy...

"Desafinado" was a Top 20 hit (I actually found it at 3 AM on a jukebox at an all-night diner in Garland ca. 1979, and yes I did play it, and yes, it was all scratched to hell, and yes, the mostly redneck clientèle did pause to look up and see where the weird cocktail party music was coming from, and yeah, the food sucked, but in a good way), & the album reached #1 on the Billboard album charts.

Just received via e-mail:

The above photo in context: That's the 3-18-71 issue of db. I had been into jazz for about six months at the time and didn't really know anybody (or anything). But that picture grabbed me, made me think that this is what tenor playing is all about. That picture still does that to me to this day, and when I finally heard Franz Jackson on tenor, I realized that, yes, this is what tenor playing is all about, no matter how you do it. Rest In Peace, and thank you!

Well, it would have been, except that there's a road crew outside repaving our street, and now there's a damn chicken up underneath our carpet trying to peck it's way out. Seriously!

Ed Sullivan Ira Sullivan Idrees Sulieman

What if the chicken is actually no "chicken" at all, but rather a manifested appendage of all the organic/life energy that the road has accumulated over the years but has until now been unable to present in a viable form? Would not then the "chicken" "crossing the road" be a case of more of the same, only different?

Perhaps indeed!

I received a PM from bakeyweymann. He says he's the host of the site that carries the sample, the photos, and all that, so I'm guessing he oughta know. But fersure, Jethro Burns could play!

Heard Book III (Music for a Summer Evening) performed at a student recital at NT ca. 1978. Crumb was big there & then, and to hear this piece, only a few years old at the time, performed live was quite the event!