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If I could find it, I'd be able to tell you w/100% accuracy, but I can't. The water is wide, but the mess is wider... With a no more than 50% certainty, I'll say Chip Stern. When the thing turns up (and it will, inevitably), I'll let you know. It was a somewhat "revealing" piece, talking briefly (but effectively) about Hank's difficulty in sustaining a relationship with women, his sense of "lostness" in his final years, and a few other things that don't get brought up in what is becoming the semi-"official" portrait. Nothing sensationistic, mind you, just some biographical information (bolstered by quotes from Don Sickler, IIRC) that you don't usually find anywhere else.

It's the issue of the magazine that had the posthumous appreciation of Hank Mobley in it. Pretty good article.

Didn't kow that any of this stuff was already out on CD, but it is: http://www.bluenote.com/artistpage.asp?ArtistID=3298 Anybody heard this one?: Quoth AMG: Prior to her 1959 hit "What a Difference a Day Makes," nearly every Dinah Washington recording (no matter what the style) was of interest to jazz listeners. However, after her unexpected success on the pop charts, most of Washington's sessions for Mercury and Roulette during the last four years of her life were quite commercial, with string arrangements better suited to country singers and Dinah nearly parodying herself with exaggerated gestures. Fortunately, this 1997 CD reissue brings back an exception, a blues-oriented collection that features Washington returning to her roots, backed by a jazz-oriented big band (although with occasional strings and background voices); in addition to the original program, there are previously unreleased versions of "No One Man" and "Me and My Gin." Eddie Chamblee and Illinois Jacquet have some tenor solos, guitarist Billy Butler is heard from and the trumpet soloist is probably Joe Newman. In general, this is a more successful date than Dinah Washington's earlier investigation of Bessie Smith material, since the backup band is more sympathetic and the talented singer is heard in prime form. Dinah Washington clearly had a real feeling for this bluesy material. "Dinah Washington clearly had a real feeling for this bluesy material." Well DUH!!! But still, how is it, anybody know?

Just listened to one side of DINAH '62, the only album of this material I actually own, and it's... not what it should be. Not BAD, but not really good either. Standards, big band, strings, vocal chorus, organ, all in varying proportions at various times. It "swings", but not really. Dinah sounds almost like an imitation of herself. A good imitation, mind you, but still... Don't know that I'd go too far out of my way to jump on this one if it's all like this. And I AM a fan.

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....DONUTS!

Yep! Not a movie, but did you see him on Wiseguy TV show years ago??? Yep. indeed! Would Steve Martin in Pennies From Heaven count? Not exactly a "dramatic" role, but definitely a finely-tuned, conceptual non-comedic one.

Jerry Lewis in King of Comedy, that's another good one.

Ok, seriously now. Just got back. No lines (early voting was pretty heavy in Plano from what I hear), and although the bigass DIEBOLD logo on the machine kinda creeped me out, everything SEEMED to go smoothly. Voted in a church (my church), and it might as well have been in a school gym or something. The voting area was in "Fellowship Hall", basically a big ol' empty room suitable for whatever you want it to be used for. No crosses hanging on the walls, or anything like that. The walk from the parking lot could be as direct or as indirect as you wanted it to be. The most direct route led you straight from the parking lot into the hall. No clergy or church members hanging out either. These (mostly) upper-middle class suburban Methodists don't go in too much for soliciting strangers on their own turf. Everybody was probably out trying to make a tee time before the rains got too heavy... The only thing different was a table with donuts, coffee, and candy with a small sign that said "Custer Road UMC invites voters to help themselves to donuts, coffee, and sweets". Which isn't all that different from Sundays, really. That's the donut-eatingest bunch I've EVER known! Living in Collin County, Texas, my presidential vote is essentially meaningless, but when life gives you lemons make lemonade. To do so, and to further celebrate the spirit of futility, I'm taking my son to the Mavs season opener this evening. THAT'S when the praying will begin in earnest. Bring on the donuts!!!

THIS guy? Singlehandedly kept the big bands alive!

Lay off the bud, or lay off the Bud?

Well, the first time went ok. But let's see wait and see what happens the next 5 or 6 times before drawing any conclusions...

Regretably, yes. Thanking you for your anticipated support come Tuesday. Your friend, Dick PS: Lynne and I are really enjoying that jazz thing and we hope to have you to the White House sometime next year. Will your daughter and her friends be there too? I'd LIKE that! It might even help me go fuck myself!

No. some Joe Houston things have been, and so's the Hawk thing. There might even be more.

Is the cover photo on this one the same photo used for JAZZ MASQUERADE or whatever that other Crwon thing was? Is it the same record too?

Does this mean I have to go fuck myself?

Leave us not forget Private Punishment. Lots of money in that one!

Geez, Chaney, save your money and go for a ballpark.

True, Moose, but there are instances of a child getting a normal spanking, not liking it, and hollering "child abuse" at school, and all of a sudden CPS swarms in a does their thing. Not often, but often enough that some parents are actually afraid to spank their kids under any circumstances. And there are some kids who will take that fear and run with it, believe me. That's why it bothers me to see "corporal punishment" treated as a single entity. It isn't, not even slightly. A swat ain't a spanking, and a spanking ain't a beating. But there are those who would have us believe so, and that (here we go again ) is bullshit. Parenting, good parenting, is one of the hardest things an adult can do. It amazes me how "society" will talk about "out of control kids" out of one side of its mouth and then seek to undermine legitimate disciplinary options out of the other. No child needs to be beaten, or even spanked one millisecond past the point of "getting the point across". But some do need to be spanked from time to time (to think oitherwise is so unreal as to be frightening) and to put it in their mind that they're being "beaten" or "abused" when in fact they're just being disciplined to the extent made necessary by the situation, is a terrible undermining of a parent's ability to effectively fulfill their duties of raising a responsible, respectful adult. Again - this is in no way a rationalization for lazy, indiscriminate use of spanking, nor is it a question of looking the other way when real abuse occurs. And I definitely believe corporate punishment, when needed, should be the sole province of the parent(s). But don't think that kids (LOTS of kids, even good ones) are constantly sniffing for loopholes and weaknesses. It's what they do. It's what they're SUPPOSED to do. And what parents are supposed to do is show them where the safe and sane limits are. If ti takes a spanking (and you really hope it doesn't), it takes a spanking. The consequences of not learning the lesson are far worse. All this unqualified (as in unconditional) "tsk-tsk"-ing of spanking in general speaks to me of people who either don't have kids, have been blessed to deal with kids who intuitively know when to back off 100% of the time (I've heard that such delightful creatures really do exist! ) or who read the book and think they've led the life. Experience teaches nuance, "theories" do not.

Another important (I guess...) distinction between buying new (or used) and getting a burn is that a burn creates no work for anybody other than CDR blank manufacturers/retailers. You buy new/used, you're dealing with a retailer, and that outlet is important (for now) in the overall chain of music creation/distribution, to say nothing of the overall "social" fabric of music accquisition. Call me hopelessly 20th century, but I actually enjoy going into a store, hunting, selecting, kibbutzing w/the staff, etc. It's a crucial part of my collecting experience, historically, and unfortunately (for me), it's rapidly vanishing. In this part of the country, the used stores and the reatilers alike are dropping like flies, and that sucks. Sure, the net offers great selection and the "joy" of never having to leave your house to get what you want, but just as a healthy music scene is dependent, eventually, on a healthy live performance scene, so is a healthy music retailing environment dependent, eventually, on a healthy "live" retailing scene. Some things there are no substitute for. Besides, every CDR of an album has its origins, somewhere, in a copy that somebody bought somewhere, new, used, cutout, whatever. As label inventory control has greatly reduced the number of cutouts over the last decade or so, if you want to get one of those goodies before it vanishes, it's most likely going to be a used copy. Now, if there's no place to buy it, where you gonna go? And, perhaps more to the point, if there's no place to sell it, relatively speaking, how do you think the already strict inventory controls of the labels are going to respond? Most likely by making even fewer copies, right? So eventually, the whole thing dries up, and there's like 150 copies made because that's all that will sell for sure to a dedicated fan base, with no leftovers, and anybody else will have to hunt for CDRs. Yippee! In a sense, trading of CDRs of OOP items instead of looking for them used, online or locally, is a form of "outsourcing" - "good" for you in the short term, but one day all of a sudden when you look up and there ain't no "there" there anymore, hey, what then? The key to continuing to have is continuing to give. Lord knows I'm a glutton for the OOP CDR stuff, but if I find a "real" copy after the fact, I buy it anyway and pass the CDR on to somebody who will hopefully follow suit when possible. AFAIC, buy live locally first, then online, and then use the CDR thing as a last resort. Keep some water in the stream so it doesn't dry up.

The little Roulette material that I've heard has taken the most commercial Mercury sides as its starting point and gone from there. But I've heard very little of it. Besides, it's Dinah, and if anybody could polish a turd into a diamond, it was her.

"Spanking" and "beating", "hitting", etc. are nowhere near the same thing, and anybody who can't tell the difference should not entertain using corporal punishment as a disciplinary measure. The rest of us know that it is a tool to be used sparingly but effectively as a last resort when, and only when, situationally appropriate. A swat on the bottom to make an important point (like your 3 year old repeatedly runing out into the street after you equally repeatedly telling them not to) or as an assertion of authority (like when your 8 year old repeatedly defies your rules and sassily dares you to do something about it even after all non-corporal options have been exhausted) isn't violence, nor is it abuse. It's a necessary assertion of parental authority. You lose that authority and you lose you child. Period. And willingly losing your child is most assuredly not good parenting. Child abuse is a horrendous problem, but so is ineffectual, paralyzed parenting. Resenting authority and disregarding it lead to trouble either way. So you do what you gotta do, and do your best to never do what you don't gotta do. But sometimes you got to do something. People who say you don't either don't have kids, or have been blessed with kids who don't push the limits that far. I was blessed with kids who LOVE to push the limits, which will serve them well later in life, but I like to think that they've also been blessed with parents (that's two peoples) who have taught them that when you push authority too far, authority will push back. To not teach them that isn't "love", it's dangerously naive. As is taking the entire spectrum of disciplinary scenarios and reducing it to a simplistic matter of choosing between black and white.

If you refer to the last track Arrival in New York: No cows here - if you have an LP and play that last track at 45 rpm, you will hear noises from New York haven and excerpts from the previous tracks. No noises from New York or excerpts from the previous tracks either. MP3 of the two octaves upward shifted "Arrival in New York" aka "Country Preacher". This was noted in the original Down Beat review of the album.

Well, actually there are... But I don't think that that was waht the man meant, not by a long shot...

Ok, it's BOKEEM WOODBINE Doesn't look at all like Fathead.

Aren't you the guy who used to be Chaney?