Of Course, Of Course w/o Discovery! is unfortunate. What the hell, make it a double.
That said, it's a fine album in and of itself.
Now, where does all this leave a Lloyd/Columbia Select which would include the Chico Hamilton albums?
Depends on if they're being presented in the context of "bonus material" or "session reconstruction".
If it's the former, I usually prefer them at the end. If it's the latter, I like them sequentially, and I like the whole session presented likewise, in recording order.
You can learn a lot either way.
Of course, all of us who are able hear music. But can we feel music in the things we touch? Can we see music, smell it, taste it?
There are times when I can, and those are good times indeed. That's when the senses are firing on all cylinders and the perception is unhindered by the distractions, arbitrary or otherwise, of "neccessity".
Again, tell me what music isn't, or can't be, and then we can try and figure out what it "is".
"Intent" has much to do with the perception of the receptor as it does anything else.
Is a bird's song its way of talking? Probably.
Are there people whose speech sings? Definitely.
Was Bird's song his way of talking?
You tell me.
"Definitons" are finite by, uh, definiton. Music isn't.
What is music not? Tell me what it's not, or by any criteria can't be, and then we can get on with the business of talking about what it is.
I don't think I know enough to do that.
12, Al, 12. Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Yeah, they did a good job containing Kobe, but Bryant Cook had me just about to wet my britches on more than one occasion. That cat's TOUGH!
All props to Avery Johnson. Finally the Mavs have a proactive coach and a team that responds to him. They're taking a page from the Pistons and playing team ball, and so far the results have been pretty groovy.