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String arranger Jeremy Lubbock is an unfamiliar name to me, but looking at his credits I can see that he's quite accomplished. His charts here aretexturally lush and harmonically provocative. My kinda thing for that kind of thing.

And because I am fair about stupidity, one more Public Service Message - No matter your age, do NOT get close enough to ANY police officer that they can shove you. Because some of them are just stupid enough to not give a damn. So at least TRY to be smarter than them.

See if it comes in a Penske. Because apparently UPS be runnin out of trucks.

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Public Service Message - Do not shove old people. That's a thug move. As a group, they lose their balance very easily. I am not quite yet 65, and I lose my balance with shocking ease. But if you fuck up and do it anyway, own it, don't punk out about it.

That recording "date" info is so jacked up! https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Groovin%27_High_(Booker_Ervin_album) "Stella by Starlight" was recorded on December 3, 1963, during the same session as The Freedom Book, which also includes this track.[1] "Groovin' High" was recorded on June 30, 1964, during the same session as The Blues Book, which does not include this track. "The Second #2" and "Bass-IX" were recorded on October 2, 1964, along with tracks that appeared on The Space Book.[1] "The Second #2" is an alternate take of "Number Two" from The Space Book, while "Bass-IX" does not appear on that album.

Delivered! By a UPS driver driving a Penske truck! "Why is your truck YELLOW?" "They outta trucks agin, man." So, true story.

Nixon was only one of the two people in that picture...

I think the story is clear, and all all fronts: https://www.huffpost.com/entry/black-lives-matter-masks-coronavirus-postal-service_n_5eda7c7cc5b66ef1a924730d?00n Happy America, Everybody!

Hell yeah. I mean, I get irked as fuck at a lot of people I love but do not necessarily like, but the beauty of This American Life is that we can butt heads about it and still go our seperate ways free to live another day to do it again. Our humanity is allowed to differ, to argue, to get pretty heated and occasionally out of line about it - but each of us in our own way, not just one way.. This GET IN LINE shit - FUCK THAT. At the end, it all blows up. We all got some choices to make here.

jesus, do a cold drop into any 2-3 seconds of this record and hello, any number of post-Ayler soprano players (and hello Ayler on bagpipes!). we could have a meditation on whatever seemingly universal nature of the species it is that makes people all over the world move their fingers in some kind of way when given something to do that with that involves blowing air into something, but failing that, hey, DAMN!

I've been using the UPS Follow My Delivery tool for the last 3-4 hours, and I swear to god, it it was SOP to just get in the car, go find the truck, and pick it up there, I'd have had this damn thing, like 3 hours ago!

By "our side", you mean the side of any and all Americans who treasure the democratic process with all it imperfections and the U.S. Constitution, regardless of party affiliation or ideological shadings of interpretation, correct? Because that's my side!

OJC jacks up the sequencing of the original LP, which kinda also jacks up the mood of this quite mood-y album, but that's fixable enough.

OJC CD With lyrics and the right singer, "Afraid Of Love" could become a modern-day (sic) "saloon song". The whole records reminds me that Duke Person & Stanley Turrentine were not the only people who could make a record of this sound and feel (and Teddy not only served both functions, he just needed two additional horns!) - but that maybe Rudy was the only one who could get the record to sound like tat, No matter - it's a darn good record!

Here's an alternative alternative universe - that record, those tunes, but with a front line of Lee Konitz on Varitone alto, Warne Marsh on Warne Marsh, and Herbie on Rhodes.

As for McGuire...

And I can certainly hear how when that B-Team was playing their own game on their home turf that they could indeed be more than a little dangerous. Nothing about these records in any way plays to those circumstances. But oh well about that, that's what happened, here and there.

McGuinn and McGuire couldn't get no higher But that's what they were aimin' at.

Pulse!

Karen!

75 seems kinda young these days...I hope it is, at least for this guy, probably one of the sanest people alive today.