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Billy Gault Billy Skinner Billy Tanner

Gotta be it...wish I liked it more than I did, Carter Jefferson in particular...sad case.

Or, but this one! and however: There's 78s, those 10"s, but, hey OG 10" LP: I love those old 1st-gen Prestige/New Jazz covers, they're like, yeah, this shit is OLD, but not so old you can't see yourself looking at it for clues.

Play it VERY loud. To tell the truth, though, Milford could carry this show all by himself. And kinda does. Glover/Doyle certainly add the "upper partials", and with abandon, but...I still remain wary of unlimited energy that at some point doesn't reveal anything past abandonment. Like in a church, ok, somebody gets happy, that's magical. But then, time for the real world, can you stay happy, and even more important, can you deal with the mundane shit that comes with everyday non-happy people? Or are you just gonna be a full-time happyoid, which is fine, but....not for me, I've decided, not a lifestyle I can sustain. My life does not afford a support system for that, I have to deal with non-happyoids or else...go away from my people. All the way away. Not an option for me, I love my people. But they are not upper partials abandoned people. I have been there, and definitely see the beauty, but...it's just not a place of permanence unless you go all-in, go all the way over, and never, ever come back. You have to stay up there permanently. Give me a few more years, though, and I might come over, but the thing is, or seems to be, - once you go over you don't really come back except with a crash landing. And that's kinda the point, but...how do you not come back, ever? Because there's always a down for every up. Anyway...Milford! What an amazing spirit.

Clyde Cessna William T. Piper Walter Beech

It means they could be, yes.

1965. and arranged by Ernie Freeman. Pretty dire, imo. https://www.discogs.com/June-Christy-Something-Broadway-Something-Latin-With-Ernie-Freemans-Music/master/702983 1972 might have been some sort of attempt to "come back", becuase that's also the year she played Newport with Kenton, which is preserved here. Ordinarily, I'd be all BFD (never been that much of a fan of hers), but....numerous charts for her by Willie Maiden, which quite possibly IS a BFD! Still an excellent Kenton band to boot! https://www.discogs.com/Stan-Kenton-His-Orchestra-With-Special-Guest-June-Christy-Live-At-The-Newport-Jazz-Festival-From-The/release/11771153

But for all intents and purposes, done by with records by '66 or so. The stories are quite sad if true...but hardly unique

Burt Mustin Bat Masterson Bette Midler

It was a Debut production, so....

She's in really good voice there. Demons under control, maybe?

Here it is now:

I have Jane Getz' autobiography/memoirs/whatever, and have skimmed them once, a while back. I don't recall her mentioning Mingus one way or the other? She comes off as rather, uh...self-possesed. And perhaps with good reason, know your value, etc. But she really does not give that much time to her "jazz years" except as something she did before she went on to other things.

You may not know the name, but you most likely know the work. https://www.washingtonpost.com/local/obituaries/paul-mooney-dead/2021/05/19/2cb85220-b8bc-11eb-a5fe-bb49dc89a248_story.html https://www.nytimes.com/2021/05/19/arts/paul-mooney-dead.html

The King of Sweeden Smokey Robinson Cokey Roberts

That Max record is an all-time great, imo. No matter how much I love Members Don't Get Weary, I love Speak Brother, Speak even more. The records have come to blows on the shelf about this, neither one yields gracefully. But Clifford/Mal/Eddie FTW every time, although it's a battle of heavyweight champions, make no mistake.

Love the record, love the cover photo even more!

The Three Stooges

OMG, how can somebody who phrases so boldly and sublimely be such a horribly amorphous blues singer? I don't get it, I just don't get it.

Oh, mama can get things moving, trust me!

Good friction, like good trouble, is what keeps things moving.

Hell, if I could get the ball to the plate, I could probably pitch a no-hitter the way that batters swing today. Seriously, power uber alles, and shift, what shift, what other way, what finesse, what....baseball? Who will come along and "revolutionize" this modern game by simply hitting them where they ain't? And my Scarborough/Barnacle/Geist combo lost serious cred with me this morning by crediting that to Pee Wee Reese instead of Wee Willie Keeler. They all got cells on set, they all get people correcting them about shit, and they go to the mat for Pee Wee Reese. The stupidity of the play is infecting the fans now, Pee Wee Reese, all of them, just going with Pee Wee Resse (who, by the way, they were sad to inform us was dead now,). Who will be Baseball Jesus now? Or, for that matter, John the Bunterist? However, I will give Barnacle credit for saying that the strike zone for Kluber's game last night was "as big as a cow's ass". Mika's back tomorrow.