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God, I'm thinking that the entire Black & Blue catalog is fair game here....

Easy enough to take for granted when he was everywhere. Now that he's not....not nearly so easy.

This one looks, interesting?

Wanda Sykes The Wanderer The Wayfaring Stranger

I look at it (and hear/feel it) as really a continuum. Like, you know, it might not SEEM that Big Joe Turner and Anthony Braxton are connected at all, but....they are. It's not something you necessarily see at ground level, though. But ground level is not all there is, even if it initially seems like you're walking out of New York to get to Hawaii and what are you going to do about that ocean in between. amd not just across physical spaces, but time spaces as well. By now, I'm pretty much In Braxton I Trust when it comes to stuff like this.

Peter Pan George Washington Carver Jack the Ripper

It's a good band, but perhaps not the best presentation. But this kind of music in NYC in 1968..a hard sell. And produced for the Japanese market to boot...part of a "New Stream In Jazz" series. There could have been a more "hit you over the head" approach to the presentation and I'd not have minded in the least.

Dick Gregory in the house!

K. Will Will Sonnett Edith Wilson

Go figure.

Richard Bock Richard Boone Billy Joe Royal

Stantell Fridage - Heart Of Fire, Feet Of Stone Don't let anybody tell you that Stantell Fridage stopped being creative in 1972. That's a sever misunderstanding of the essence of his work. Essences, really.

Perhaps not great, but what does that mean anyway? Nobody's profilin' or otherwise not being real, so, yeah, go ahead on.

It's all Black Music. Not that all Black Music is this, but all of this is Black Music. The dividing lines are imposed from without. It's more fun (and for me, meaningful) to look at the Venn Diagrams. Reminiscing about his early years, composer and pianist Andrew Hill suggests the respect many jazzmen felt for a variety of musical contexts: Hill says that in Chicago, 'before the music got separated', he could 'sneak up on a gig with Gene Ammons, play accordion, or back up some rhythm and blues singers like the Flamingos.

Sections! But ok, happy househusbands, take this:

Not sure I get the logic of that one. Always good to see people getting paid, but still...

Was Bach suing?

That was Reagan. Somewhere will come eventually. But right now will not be it. It's all big-dicks big-dicking. Why? Because they can. Depending on the eventual outcome, it's either huge hubris or big balls. Put me down for hubris, and everybody gets the same big-dick sized piece of that pie.

Does it all sound the same? Of course it does. that's kinda the point of it. It never stops sounding like something you don't want to leave. Besides - Lee Allen.

Dicks gonna dick.

Move me down to October then, please.

Metamorphosen/Metamorphsis is something I keep coming back to. An amazing piece.