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You mean you weren't spraying Ready Whip all over the house in an attempt to get that Herb Albert vibe going?

Geez, we've gotten heated here... Music is music, sociology is sociology and always the twain shall meet in everyday life. In books, though, I'm a little disturbed by the trend towards making the music about the sociology. God knows that's been the way it's went down more than a few times (and going back a loooong way), but although social forces can certainly stimulate the creation of music, they don't actually create it. That falls to the work of individuals who are, at their best, creative folk with tools and gifts that they'd have no matter what the stimuli. This tends to be downplayed these days, just as it was overplayed in the days when everybody was considered Mysitcal Supermortals. There weren't but a few of those. But let's not pretend that there weren't any, that they were all just responding to the forces of society. That's not an adequate explanation... I guess for me the "truth" lies somewhere in between these two poles. As usual.

Specifically, off of Waltz Of A Ghetto Fly. Sounds like he's got something going on. Barring a barrage of NO NO STAY AWAY HE SUCKS, I think I might exploritize. Might even do so anyways...

Seriously, have you thought about having her clean it up? Not in a mean, vindictive way, but in a "oh my, somebody needs to clean this up. I think it's yours, uh, you wanna get it?" kinda way that leaves little room for interpretation. Cause and effect - one of the life lessons too often avoided these days...

Sounds like she's got a career as an Evil Easter Bunny ahead of her.

Isn't that Mop Mop spelled backwards? Haven't heard it, what kind of a tune is it?

It's also not a one-word-repeated-twice song title. But that went out the window pretty much from the git-go, didn't it...

I think we can all retire "WTF?!?!?!", , . , & now. That's gotta be the ultimate example.

This is the beginning of her declaration of independence, and it's going to last for quite a long while. You job as parents begins to shift from caregiver to direction provider right now. Tough pill to swallow for many parents, but the sooner you accept that she's never going to be totally dependent on you ever again (barring some horrible accident), the sooner you can get on with the business of incrementally getting her ready for an adulthood full of love, common sense, and good values, which is, really, the true job of parenting. Exerting direct control instead of steering them in the right direction becomes increasingly counter-productive as the years pass, and the smoother you can make the transition (and the sooner you can begin to safely & wisely make it), the better. This is all hindsight, though. Keep in mind that this might be a lesson learned after the fact for me...

I've had an LP dub of this one for a few years now, & it's a pretty downhome affair. Kenny Davern is a gas!

MTV-ish Sexy! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpF97CcicwY...ted&search= http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HTEPtx0AqzE...ted&search=

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ag0nGb1Ok9A

Hank had a contract w/Blue Note and was considered "hip" but not "cutting edge" in the 60s by the "industry". The fact that most of his non-leader work outside of BN was in the 50s may or may not mean something. Consider this -where else beside BN would you think that he would turn up? What producer other than Lion do you think would have been prone to using him as a sideman other than Lion?

What other one-word-repeated-twice song titles are there? Surely he could've done an album's worth!

Don't misunderstand me, I certaainly have to problem with his ripping into Bush and all that. I just don't find him funny, that's all. Humor's one of the most inexplicbly subjective things I know of.

Ronnie Spector Nedra Talley Elizabeth Arden

Ha Ha

Slippy Slabberwocky Dr. Harold J. Numbers Pops Poopadeaux

Substitute, say, Arturo Sandoval for Lester and we can agree.

Not worth the effort, trust me.

Well, yes and no, I think. Interstellar Space is extremely mathematical in it's constructions, and at the same time equally transcendant in its spirit. I've always felt that this was Trane's "Moses On The Mountaintop" moment, his one glimpse of the Promised Land that he had been busting his ass all those years to get to. So any "other way" subconsciously or otherwise probably involved what actually happened - leaving the building. I do believe the stories of him having premonitions of his impending demise. What I don't know is how seriously he took them or how they affected his playing at any given time. But the story as it played out is too perfect a "cosmic tale" to not give at least fleeting contemplation to the possibility that he knew his time was up and somehow willed himself into (or was blessed with, if you wanna go there with it...) one moment of total unity before succumbing to his fate.

Upon further reflection in the pursuit of succinctuality, what I think Ornette was saying was that he felt that Trane got wrapped up in pursuing his (Trane's) particular math-based methadology to a degree that he (Ornette) felt to be less than ideal.

I know who Clem is in the literal name/address sense, and kind of know who he "is" otherwise, enough to say with confidence that the man is not to be taken frivolously. Not at all. Disagreements are no doubt there to be had, but not dismissals. No sir...

I think that what Ornette meant about Trane is that it was his opinion that Trane got too hung up in the math of it all, at the at least partial expense of what you migh call his "native humanity". I can see the point, because part of Trane's legacy is that he closed the door when he left the room. Locked it, even. Countless players over the last 40 years have tried to find themselves within Trane's methodologies, to go past him by going through him, and so far ain't nobody made it, or even come close. It could be argued that a "style" that was primarily based on "native humanity" would allow at least a few people to get through it and on into someplace else. But it ain't happened. You can say that that's because it's all being based on imitation, "misunderstanding" or whatever, and you may be right. But still... OTOH, there's no denying the "native humanity" of the passion with which Trane approached and delivered his work. Even if you choose to view his musical legacy as a series of elaborate, final constructs that are ultimately a dead end for anybody/everybody else, there's no denying the very real human inspiration that the guy provides all who strive to learn and grow. On that level too, he may be "unapproachable", but that's "our" fault, not his. As to how I feel about it all, hell, it all depends. I never even considered going the Trane route, because I never saw where it would lead me other than to frustration. Not so Lester Young, Sonny Rollins or Albert Ayler. But geez, I love the cat and his music at least as much as anybody else, and I continue to do so to this day. One thing I decided long ago was that reading Ornette quotes is not a task in which literalism is a virtue. Lots of lines to read between, and plenty of "interpretation" needed. Nothing here to dissuade me of that.

Well, it's kinda like saying (as I used to) that Stan Kenton was the white Woody Herman...