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Thanks to all. Much love and respect to the Organissimo Organism. You guys bring much joy 27-7-365(6). Ya' know, I don't feel 50. Although, having never been 50 until now, I have no idea how 50 is supposed to feel. So maybe I do feel 50 and just haven't realized it yet. One thing's for sure, I damn sure don't feel 19 anymore, and for that, I'm thankful. Not that it was bad at the time, just that it's better now. Forty, otoh, wasn't too bad at all, and I don't know that I feel that "up" now. So maybe I am feeling 50. Or maybe I'm prematurely old and beaten and cynical and am feeling 75 now, in which case, I probably need help. Oh well, one never knows, do one? Anyway, until I know for sure, damn the torpedoes and full speed ahead, no matter where ahead leads. We'll know when we get there, right? And even if it proves to lead nowhere, the trip there should be fun. On that I'll insist! Again, thanks to all. Party on!

HALL OF FAME!!!

Goldie Hawm Lily Tomlin Judy Carne

buy-KEED-uh is what I've always heard.

Every time I listen to "The Barbara Song" (which is quite often), I am transported to a world that moves at the speed of prescription-only cough syrup, a world full of slow-moving big hairy spiders the size of urban office buildings that hardly make a sound as they trample their way across the cottony surroundings. To hear Wayne repeatedly emerge in fits and futs out of that ooze, only to willingly and gladly repeatedly get pulled back into it, is one of life's rarer pleasures. And that's just the first cut (on the original album, anyway - I still always start the CD with it. Codiene is highly addictive...).

Quentin Jackson Charlie Parker Wallace Davenport

Maris was indeed traded for Charlie Smith (who had come to the Cards from the Mets in a trade for Ken Boyer). Mike Shannon moved in as the regular third basemen for the Cards (and later into the Cards broadcasting booth, where he drinks to this day afaik ), which made the 1967 Cards infield Shannon, Dal Maxvill, Julain Javier, & Orlando Cepeda. Not a bad bunch.

Ernie Bushmiller Ernie Banks Ernie Broglio

Charlie Johnson, the quarterback, was famous for being "smart", as in being a scholar and having a high IQ.

Slim Harpo Slim Whitman Paul Whiteman

How does he get away with offering it for free?

Quite possibly.

Oink's the word! But leave room for this guy: It might be his birthday too!

Mark Trail Gil Thorpe Smilin' Jack

Troy, you're cool from what I read in this thread. Some people here get really bugged about any mention of drugs and jazz, but afaic, it's a part of the history and should be dealt with as such, objectively, truthfully, and without sensationalism (which also means no moral indignation on either side). The still living, that's a different dynamic. But history is history. There's no shortage of rumors in this music. Some are actually true, some are exaggerations of truths, some are myths built on truth, some take an isolate incident or two and extrapolate it out into a personality profile, on and on and on. If you weren't there, you can't know. so you ask questions, put what you've heard out for discussion, and see what comes back. It's the only way to learn. I though that Valerie was actually pretty civil in her response, and she told you what she knew. Others have done the same, it seems, and the results seem contradictory. Just keep in mind that we all have many faces, and that seldom do we show them all to any one person. We're all complicated creatures, some more than others, so judgement is not something to be rendered lightly, if at all.

My understanding is that yes, a project with Hendrix was in the works.

Yeah, the receipt kept talking about a "surprise gift" or something like that, and I'm hoping for a sampler CD or some such. But nooooooooooooo...... Oh well, my daughter collects key chains, so it's all good.

I can't confirm it, but it makes sense, as the rest of the band is Fred Katz, Paul Horn, John Pisano (listed as "Asano"), & Jimmy Bond. And, of course, Chico's given name is Foreststorn Hamilton. That's my thinking as well.

Like, young!

No, early Miller.

What? You've never noticed that Frank Sinatra sounds like Mulgrew Miller?

John Kennedy Jesus Christ Jesus Alou

My first hearing of this news is this thread. I'm stunned. Loved the cat. Loved him. Funniest man in my lifetime, bar none. A true comic virtuoso, to say nothing of one of the more astute "social commentators" of his, or any other, time. So far, still ain't nobody passed the ultimate test...

Actually, I do the punching. Chuck does the kicking in of the teeth, & Moose covers the groin kicks. Couw keeps the keg cold and within arm's reach, as well as the breaking of any extremities that are deemed necessary. Don't fuck with us because we will hurt you. As often as necessary, plus 20% to cover expenses. So Troy, you got any live tapes you'd like to share?

Forgot about Sunset! Yes, I know that Pickwick was/is an independent company, but for a while it seemed to also be Capitol's budget label. Just a coincidence, or did Capitol co-opt/lease the name or something? As long as we're on the subject, Blue Note had a budget label in the 1950s. It was called Savoy...