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I don't think that anybody's questioned his skills, which are ample, and well up to this task, just his ethics about using ghostwriters and such. And truthfully, the use of ghostwriters has not exactly been uncommon in the business over the years. But it's something that leaves an aftertaste, if you know what I mean. Still, Quincy Jones has plenty of talent on his own, so the ghostwriter thing was for expediency, not to cover up a lack of skill. But that's all the more reason he should've given credit.

I love Walking in Space, and knowing your taste, I think you would too. I'm guessing jazz purists would likely dismiss it though. Not necessarily...I think it's a pretty good album, and it was actually a bit of a "hit". Pretty stellar lineup, and a classic version of "Killer Joe". Recommended with the caveat that it is "slick", and if that's not something you dig, then hey.

The Philology sides are a stone trip.

Apparently the truth, like the dollar, ain't what it used to be...

Again I have to ask - did the credit-theft begin before the European trip by Jones' orchestra or after?

I had never considered this before, and have no idea if it is in fact accurate, but...yeah! :tup :tup

Do those sessions overlap with the Whitey Mitchell sessions? (From memory, I think half the Mitchell "sessions" were actually led by Sutton.) At any rate, those are worth hearing, even if one's not particularly a Lacy fan. What blows me away is how (in less than a year?) Lacy went from this music to Cecil Taylor's group without even as much as a hiccup. The Fresh Sound 2-CD The Legendary Pioneer of Modern Soprano Sax has all the Sutton, Mitchell, & Tom Stewart (the actual leader of one of the two "Whitey Mitchell" sessions) material + the two Joe Puma-led cuts, also w/Whitey Mitchell. It's another one of those "hate to buy it from 'em, but where else you gonna get it?" Fresh Sounds issues. Some cover images, fwiw:

Well, a whale really isn't a fish. It's an aquatic mammal. So I guess that explains at least a little bit about something, maybe. But not about that "gravy". indeed!

Not yet, haven't had a lot of discretionary income lately, but still plan on doing so at some point.

Gotcha, my bad, I stand wholly corrected, and apologies to Mr. Barron. I'm less familiar with the overall work of Mr. G.H. , but based on what I have heard, I still must think that something was "off" that night besides his skill sets. Or maybe not.

That's been well documented, at least anecdotally (but reliably, I think), but what I wonder is when that type "behavior" became his M.O. Was it before or after his European sojourn with his band, which by all accounts was an ill-fated, mind-numbing, gut-wrenching, soul-crushing, wallet-emptying labor of love for all concerned. If he was already doing this before that, then, hey, not a lot of "sympathy" here, but if it was afterwards, then I can at least chalk it up to Music Industry Cynicism Brought About By Hyper-Reality Overdose. In fairness, though, the guy does have skills of his own, and they are not insignificant. Which makes his..ahem..."reliance" on others something that I myself see no need to cover up. You produced a session, you conducted a session, if you didn't do all the writing yourself, what's the big deal? But apparently it was... Ego's a bitch, I suppose.

Is it still legal to buy/sell horse meat in New Jersey?

About the size of a large can of tuna, as I remember it. This was, after all, more than 35 years ago. I was in my very early teens and was all into "trying different things". The meat really didn't taste like fish. It tasted more like liver, very "gamey". And it was very chewy. Plus, it came packed in a foul-smelling "gravy" of indeterminate origin. My mom fixed it up for me with a "you got to be kidding me" look on her face the entire time. Like I said, a very dumb purchase, and looking back on it, god only knows what part(s) of the whale made it into the can...

I guess the Health Food industry never got the memo from Greenpeace. Dude, this was Longview, Tx. I doubt that they ever even got the memo from Ishmael...

You've named the name in the past, Joey Baron IIRC, right? I don't doubt your story, but there's a lot of evidence on record to suggest that he might have been really loaded, oxygen deprived, spiritually disoriented, or otherwise abnormally out of it to play the way you describe on that one night. As for Sunny Murray, I'd never say that he'd give Philly Joe goosebumps or anything, but he definitely could play time. That much can be heard on those early (for him) sides w/Cecil, especially the Montmartre trio sides, where he sounds like Roy Haynes as heard through a kaleidescope.

Sunny Murray could play time, and still can.

Well, it serves as a public service announcement, in that if there's a friend or other loved one that you've not seen for two years and you can't figure out to where they've vanished, check your toilet seat, because you just never know.

Early 1970's, a can of whale meat from a health food store. Wanted to see what it tasted like. It sucked big time. I shouldn't have been surprised. After all, it was whale meat.