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That's even funnier!

Monday & Nikita promoting Routes: http://www.ongakudb.com/files/streaming/iv...60209monday.asx

The mind also reels at how Mr. Chinen's editor let such a blatant gaffe slip by. Please, please, please be so kind as to post the Times' correction!

Well, there you have it. Cajun music was fusion before fusion got fused!

Pebbles Ann Peebles Ann Landers

Nobody could find Jimmy Hamilton, so I came home.

Del Harris Del Frisco Cisco Kid

Wasn't Carlton in the same version of the Burton group that had Dick Haymes on drums?

Al Klink Hogan Sgt. Schultz

Damn...

Figuring that my buddy is already surrounded by enough of America Past The Point Of No Return, I did not want to corrupt my greeting by posting it from a Fazzoli's in Ironton, Ohio. Best wishes to a man who bought all the OJCs years ago, in anticipation of something like the Concord takeover. Now that's wisdom!

"Portrait Of Jenny"?

Belated Best Wishes to a good friend (to put it mildly...)

No. I definitely remember seeing this side, seeing "Marvin Cabell" and thinking "HOLY SHIT", coming back to the store an hour later with my checkbook, and finding it already gone (if that is in fact something one can find...). And yes, I was sober.

Well, it's kind of a sweeping "Grand Statement", but the more I hear....

Because it's good music? And it might lighten their load and think better thoughts or remind them they love someone or remind them of something outside their eworld? But seriously, why?

Which take, 5 or 9?

Well, you don't miss your well until it gets paved over by a parking lot with no water.

Well yeah, but I'd throw both of 'em out the second that Rachael Ray walked into the room. Now, if you can handle so-called "big women", I personally think that Ina Gartner might be the biggest freak of 'em all. Just a hunch...

Dude, you got it right here right now. Carpe diem!

Is it the Thornhill tune? If so, why not use that instead?

If the majority of your jazz listening conforms to the time frame of that of your pop/rock, you're not becoming a jazz snob, you're becoming an old fart. Not that there's a helluva lot of difference...

There is no bad Ellington, only differing degrees of great. Period.

Well, as Miles once noted, it is really fine wood.

Damn straight! Paul Jeffrey!