JSngry

Stretching, breaking, and never looking (or going) back.

Dean Jones D.C. Cat Cora

Rod Roddy was lookin quite the Liberace sort in those days. Do you remember when Rod Roddy was a "hip" DJ on KLIF (The Mighty 1190, The Flagship Of The McLendon Broadcasting System), back in the late 60s?

Barbara Hershey Candy Barr Marianne Faithful

Homes, Ornette was using this format in the 60's. It's still a mighty shame that the Ornette/Izenzon/Haden/Blackwell group never got a proper album in the can. I just hope the superlative is deserved. I've got a live bootleg LP of that band that smokes. Sound is a little bottom-heavy, but not fatally so.

Cecil does what Cecil does for reasons of his own, as does Sonny. Cecil started out as an "outsider" (and not just musically), whereas Sonny started out as an "insider" (and not just musically). There's always been an element of "playing your cards close to your vest" to Sonny. There never has been such a thing in Cecil. Different people, different personalities, different lives, different strategies, and different lessons to be learned. Choose one lesson to learn, or choose both to learn more.

Tommy could swim just fine and made it to shore before realizing what had happened to Earl. Tommy cried at the funeral, as did many, but a few days later, everybody was laughing at Earl for dieing the way he had lived - as a total dumbass. Sure wish he'd have bought some records, though.

Thanks for the belly laugh, JSngry. You're welcome, but it really is a true story. The guy tried to hold up a 7-11 by using his finger inside his jacket pocket to simulate a concealed weapon. Tried it again on the cops when they pulled up. BAM! - instant permanent addition to my collection. Even dumber still (and another true story) was the high school classmate of mine who drowned trying to rescue a friend who had fallen into the lake. I wasn't there, but supposedly Earl (his real name) was first heard yelling, "Hold on Tommy, I'm coming in after you", then was last heard (shortly thereafter) screaming, "HELP ME TOMMY! I CAN'T SWIM!" Earl didn't buy any records though. Dammit.

Cowboy Curtis King Curtis Curtis LeMay

Okay Jim, I know you have never sold an LP; once the vinyl hits your collection, it stays. My question is: What was your very first LP? (purchase or gift) Bought it in early 1967, lost it somewhere in the late 70s. Still one of the great rock&roll albums afaic. Non-stop energy & some great George solos.

Ahmet Nugetre Ahmad Jamal Jamal Wilkes

Hey, you know, I'm not a violent person or anything, and I love animals, but it's time to either call animal control or else kill this motherfucker. I don't think he needs to kill it ---- plus he's in Manhattan so he can't exactly borrow one of our 16-gauge jobbers --- but rather pick up one of those super-soaker water guns and drill the sucker a few times over with some good 'ol H20. My guess is he'll bolt. Nah, use ammonia or something like that. Gotta send a message, and maybe do some harm to get him to the point where nature takes him out. This squirrel is definitely, like the man says, wrong. Action must be taken.

That's not a rabbit. That's a jackalope.

The Groper DEEP Che

Oh, I see. I misread. My bad!

No, I didn't know that Stubblefield recorded this while he was terminal..