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And therein lies the real profundity - he's not telling us we anything didn't/shouldn't/couldn't already know. As you suggest, it was all self-evident. But "modern markets" would (and still do) think about it like the Flamingos were from another world of music, humanity even than Lester Bowie. Therefore, Lester Bowie was putting us on by covering that song. And Lester Bowie was calling bullshit on that notion. Great Black Music includes The Flamingos, especially that record. Lester Bowie, always a man of the people and not afraid to show it, regardless of who "the people" were perceived/supposed to be. It's not a better world with him gone, let's put it that way.

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Forget about "doo-wop" or any marketing IDs. Just check out the zone on this thing, the pocket, the time, especially the phrasing of the vocals. Even without the cosmically perfect reverb, that record is in a zone that transcends "pop music". It gets to a place that comes from deep inside human experience, dare I call it "spiritual". A slow 12/8 like that is either float or mechanize. this one floats beyond mundane human expectations. So yes, Lester called that out, but it's not like he was creating something that wasn't already there. He knew what he was working with and why he was working with it. He was reconnecting with it for our enjoyment and edification. And that's the difference between people who can feel things from inside a culture (theirs or others) and people who only "know" about them.

It's like the alleged meeting between Stan Kenton and Maurice Ravel. Kenton for a long time told a wonder story about how Ravel talked to him at length, encouraged him, inspired him, etc. And then years later, he admitted that there was no such ting that happened. Mythology is important, but it's mythology first. Actual reality is just a building block..

The band was in top form. Cootie's "Caravan" is a masterpiece of modern art. And Duke at a piano is not something you just casually walk by on your way to someplace else. No, you stop and listen, and if you're late, you're still better off than you would be if you'd not stopped and listened and got there five minutes early. COO-TAY

So, that's your thoughts about that Lester Bowie record. What are your thoughts about that Flamingos record itself?

What's you take on the Flamingo's version? Or your other guy, the Bowie is his pick. I want him or you to speak to that too. Of course, your blog, talk about what you want to talk about

Again, just arrived this afternoon and once is not yet enough. It's a bit of a gem.

I think I cried the first time I heard that Brass Fantasy version, because I was reaching some kind of irrevocable conclusions about people - "jazz people" in particular - who were getting all kinds of ignunt about records like that Flamingos hit. Hearing Lester tell the truth about it sealed the deal in my mind. That other guy...that was a "good record" for him, maybe his best, but time has shown who the real clown is, and it for damn sure isn't Lester Bowie in a lab coat playing a Flamingos song. Not even.

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Hope that credit is given to Lester Bowie for not treating the Flamingos song like a joke. The pocket on that thing is as serious as the proverbial heart attack. Lester Bowie knew about things, real things in real life, down from the private parts deep into the human soul. Let that other guy talk about things, brain talk alone, this guy knew things.

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Too bad there's not a tune called "Skeetin' The Scotch". Maybe there is, on some back-end Verve record.

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One can go quite a different direction inside the Hollyridge Strings interpretations...especially Vol. 3.

I still say that in a perfect world, Stravinsky would have had a road band and actually played at Birdland himself. and maybe Bird could have then skeeted some Scotch himself!

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It makes sense to put those two records on on CD, since together they pleasurable enough, more than the individual record played separately.

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A little more subtle, but still an ejaculatory motif. How about something along the lines of Stravinsky was so flustered by Bird that he fumbled his drink and spilled it all everything? Then again, Stravinsky seemed to not be afraid of ejaculation, so maybe that's what it was. Still, the story as told seems to be aiming at mythology, not historicity.

The ultimate difference between The Three Sounds and an Oscar Peterson trio (any of them) is that OP (seemingly) always seems to be thinking that he's doing more than he actually is, whereas Gene Harris seems to always ( not seemingly!) know exactly what he's doing. I've heard knocks on Harris for too long that him and this trio were some kind of OP wannabes and it's taken me this long to put into words why I gotta call total bullshit on that. One is a Macy's parade balloon, the other is a very real and grounded human musician.