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"That's it" as in "That's the answer." The answer is it? Who's on second? No, the answer is That's.

Yes. I wrote "Terry". My bad.

Oh, so this whole thing is just a joke to you? Well, howza 'bout you being grounded for a week? Pretty funny, huh? What's that? You wanna make it TWO weeks? Fine by me, mister... :rsmile: Don't blow a gasket, ok?

I have, and it's nuts. Just one drop on a toothpick will take you out for about 15-30 minutes. They talk about using it in stews, soups, etc, but hey - using more of a less concentrated sauce makes more sense to me. Other than novelty, conversation piece, etc. I really don't see the point.

Wow, if you look at that picture right, it looks like a chick in black leather bent over sticking her ass in your face.

Tough room!

I can't wait for the atheism debate amongst this new form of created life!

It's in the shop for a valve job.

Terry Lynne Carrington?

Always a pleasure!

Red or green?

And would he have a preference for Valveeta cheese?

I'm just saying that it "evades" hitting me in a way, "partial" or otherwise, that I find fulfilling relative to the sense of reality that I know, not that that it is evasive, or partial, or cute relative to some other reality that I know either partially or not at all. In that/those other reality/realities that I know partially at best, that music might well have been stirred thoughts and emotions that I am not qualified to comment on with any sense of authority. Which is not to say that I like it any more, even in theory. I don't, not even a little, and I have no compunction about saying so. But I will say with at least an equal lack of compunction that my world is not the world, my perceptions are not the perceptions, and that my reality is but a part of the reality. I'll also say that pretending otherwise is more about self-validation than self-realization, which to me seems to be the type of "selling short" in life that it proclaims to aver in music. If that gets a rise out of you, thank Ironyized Yeast.

I don't understand the (seemingly) casual dismissal of Gioa's book. I thought it was very good myself, and I second the recommendation.

http://www.jazzhouston.com/home.jsp The "historical component" is in some of the forum discussions.

This has long been a sticky quote for me because as much as I understand it and agree with it, I also find the presupposition that "the emotional world of pop music" was/is a fixed/limited quantity to be...problematic. It's seems to be saying that the emotional world of Nelson Riddle = that of Gordon Jenkins, that of Nat Cole = that of Johnnie Ray, or that of late-Columbia Sinatra = that of mid-period Capitol Sinatra. That simply is not true, unless one is incapable of discerning differences past a certain point of one's own preset parameters, and although I do not know JL personally (or at all for that matter), I seriously doubt that he is that much of an unfunctioning piece of offal. Yes, he qualifies it with "more hip, more grown-up", but the underlying assupmtion is that the emotional world of pop music is ultimately fenced in, like a ranch. Ok, I know that's true from one perspective, but from another, the conundrum of so much pop music is it's built in ability to be a tabula rasa to any and all who hear it. The same song/record can stir deep & powerful feelings in one person and be a mere annoyance to another. Which reaction defines the "reality" of that song/record? They both do, and although that is true of any/all subjective experiences, the assumption that it is less true of pop music (or that it is only true to a fixed point) sounds like one made by somebody who for wahtevr reason prefers to not listen to a lot of pop music for anything other than, at best, pleasant diversion. Which is certainly ok, but it goes to the point of one person's opinion being just that, and proceed accordingly, ok? Now, as that pertains to WCJ, yeah, ok, as a rule, the stuff is definitely "lighter" in both sound and (my perceived) intent, but to say that "these Califorians were not aware of the conflict of values that was the source of bop." might be taking things a little too far. It is quite possible that some of them, especially Mulligan, who was East Coat all the way and did some respectable hanging there before coming west, did understand at least some of this at more than a superficial level, but just did not find it a personally relevant source of musical inspiration/creation. This then enters into the realm of "informed choice" (the degree of informedness will no doubt vary on a case-by-case basis) rather than true ignorance (willful or otherwise), unless you want to come at it like the only way to truly "understand" something is to accept it 100%, and my, what a tangled web of slippery slopes that soon becomes, true as it nevertheless is. That then goes to the point of what you get out of anything is going to be directly proportional to how ready/willing/able (and/or with all) yoou are to accept an encounter with it on its own terms. And most of us, myself included, have found places out there that just do not connect, and whose "fault" is that, if anybody's? I doubt that there is fault, and I doubt that the existance of these places even after an examined "stripping away" of potentially distracting personal "prejudices" is a problem. For me personally, a lot of WCJ is irritatingly pleasant. But I'm not going to go off and say that the people who made it are less "deep" than those who make music that I respond more favorably to, nor am I going to not allow for the possibility that there are ears/souls/minds who can here the same stuff that bugs me and be nobly elevated by it to do the same nobly elevated stuff that I feel when I get inspired by things that get to me, nobly elevated things like being a good/better/best person in thought, word, and deed, and if that no doubt means radically different things to radically different people, well, what's the alternative, really? I certainly accept the notion of a universal consciousness, but that is not to say that said consciousness is homogenized or otherwise uniform in nature. It is merely to say that universiality exists in spite of itself, and that "same" and "identical" can be two totally different things.

George Jones.

:tup :tup

Most likely not Ra, but...pretty interesting stuff. Some of it sounds like soundtrack cues, but then there's that last drummerless(?) hard bop blowing cut, which sounds very familiar...

And he got it from his momma.

For me, the tone is the voice, and everything else follows from that. To that end, I can't get past the very close similarity to mid-50s Rollins' tone. It's kinda like what it would be if Rich Little hosted the Tonight Show as Johnny Carson. If you can get past it, though, the guy can play.

Anybody order this from Jazz Loft (a reputable outlet, to be sure), who made the credit card charges upon receipt of the orders? Ouch.

Oh yes, that stuff rules as an everday condiment. I've started putting it on hot dogs, sandwiches, eggs, durn near everything. FWIW - the "Americanized" Chinese (ane we have a diverse enough Asian population around here that I do mean Chinese, specifically) restaurants here won't have hot sauce out, but the "real" ones will, usually just some crushed peppers in oil, and buddy, you better respect that shit, or else it'll knock you out. The Korean & Vietnames places have different hot sauces out as a matter of course. Thai, otoh, is a different matter altogether, you cna get it, but you have to ask. (and if you order right, you'll not have to, they'll make it plenty spicy in the kitchen). I love it!

I think so too! Analingus is a wonderful thing, and requires only a modicum of "special" extra care to insure that a pleasant time is had by all. Public service uber alles, I say.