JSngry

No problem here, but I might be in the minority. Or not. We'll see!

Apparently not. And apparently Joni dug having people dig her stuff for something besides the lyrics. I can see that on her end. But hey...

The Greatest Story Ever Told...

Indeed. Super Disc? Wow, what a name...wonder who else they recorded...

Wow, this one is kinda...freaky:

Thanks! I've never heard of any of those labels. Anybody of note involved?

http://wc06.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&...10:fcfqxqrhld0e Three O'Clock in the Morning One O'Clock Jump Harvard Blues Slam-In Around Laura Stardust Slam, Don't Shake Like That Dark Eyes Humoresque Wrap Your Troubles in Dreams (And Dream Your Troubles Away) Smoke Gets in Your Eyes Slamboree Recording dates given as 8-30, 9-6, & 11-1 1945. Collective personnel = Byas, Errol Garner, Johnny Guarnieri, Slam Stewart, Doc West, & J.C. HErad

The CD says Alamac, but I gotta think not. And were at least some of these pieces originally issued under Slam Stewart's name? As always, thatnks in advance!

Oh Dad, Poor Dad, Mama's Hung You in the Closet and I'm Feeling So Sad... EEEEEEWWWW!

Checked out Sax No End last night, & Jaws on the title cut is indeed a god. Something else, for all his very real "eccentricity", the man could blend in w/any section or front line. All them sides w/Griff, I think that Lock's playing lead on most all the heads, and you got two extremely distinct tonal personalities at play, so the potential for exponential tonal eccentricity on the ensembles is exponentially accelerated. Yet the blend between the two, although indeed throughly distinctive, is also perfect, with there being three sounds audible - Jaws, Griff, & the sound of the two blended as one. To me, that's the name fo the game for that. These cats were some serious motherfuckers, cats like Jaws & Griff. They came up playing hard because you had to just to get by, literally. So the bar was as high as its ever been and deep peoples like this knew all kinds of tricks and subtleties about the instrument, ways to play it better and more uniquely than the competition. I listen to Jaws blowing in front of a big band, over the changes to "Chinatown", with unambiguously absolute, unshakeable, confidence and command over every aspect of his expression, and I hear a man who has not just invented himself, but who has also for all intents & purposes invented his instrument, the way to play it, the sound it makes, pretty much everythng about this world of sound which he inhabits, he invented, or else severely bent to meet his own wants and needs. If that ain't a god, then hell, what is?

Can you narrow that list any for us, Jim? Or at least, which one's do you have, and can you describe them (as only you can)?? Many thanks in advance!! http://www.organissimo.org/forum/index.php...9&hl=macero

The Unbearable Lightness Of Being...

Sorry dude, didn't mean to cause undue consternation.

Yeah, but "according to Herbie", he totally ignored the lyrics to all those songs. His interest in them was entirely non-lyrical. Which, with most of those, yeah, ok, I can see the point. But not necessarily.

I myself see him as coming very firmly out of Warne Marsh, but no shame there. I still suggest perusing these titles: http://cdbaby.com/found?allsearch=%22teo+m...p;submit=search A discographical mess, they are, and packaging is...casual. But there's some very good stuff in there.

I bought it at the newstand last week and just got to it today. It's in conjunction w/the Joni Mitchell thing he did. They interviewed him & Joni both. Maybe it's a bit of hype, I dunno. Really hard for me to think that somebody of Herbie's musicality would be lyric-deaf for this long. But then I look around at many many jazz musicians & see the disdain of singers (often earned, but still...) & anything "popular" in general, and yeah, I guess I can see that. Lyrics are usually a more direct "reach out" than purely instrumental music, and we do place a premium on our... "apartness", don't we now... But there's gotta be some hype here too, to play up the Joni angle. Herbie did a bunch of late-70s albums chock full of lyrics & vocals. But then (and "but") again, maybe he was just a cog in his own machine & didn't really care/notice/whatever.

Indeed. But apparently not.

A more serious issue gets raised: http://www.cnn.com/2007/SHOWBIZ/TV/12/19/s...ref=mpstoryview

He's finally noticed that many songs have lyrics, and that, yes, wow, gollygee, sometimes they're actually worth paying attention to! Who knew?

Sometimes it all comes together... http://www.organissimo.org/forum/index.php?showtopic=38010

Maybe he's the daddy!

Yeah, I hear ya', I've just begun to grow weary of the casualness withwhich the word "great" gets tossed about, not just in sports (and muci), but just in life in general. And I'm hearing "Romo" & "great" in the same sentence a lot these days. I mean hell - Sonny Rollins is great. Roger Staubach was great. Joe Lovano is damn good, & Romo's yet to prove anything except that he's damn good, with the potential to be great. Don't get me wrong - "damn good" is quite an accomplishment in and of itself, not too many folk get there. But great, hey, great is a whole 'nother place altogether. I dunno man, this "great" thing...too much great is no great at all.

Hmmm... I'm kinda w/TO on this one, as long as this is as far as it goes, and as long as the message to Jessica post-playoffs is something complementing her sexy mother%&#$in' ass. Or something like that. As for the Eagles, hey - like Detroit the week before, Philly is not an untalented team, and they've been playing like wounded dogs pretty much all season long. For whatever reason, the Cowboys mistook the wounded dog for an old family pet and ended up getting bit in the ass. I expected soemthing like this to happen against either Green Bay, Detroit, or Philly. Philly it was. Now, if Romo really is the "Jedi Master" that all the local fanboys - one of whom I am most assuredly not - are making him out to be, then it'll be wake the phukk up, get back on track, and get it done from here on out. Sincerely hope that that's what happens, but we'll just have to wait and see, won't we...