robertoart

No, it's not pornography.

Will her live shows follow this theme.

Wow. That's good to know. Thanks for the tip.

To paraphrase Woody... Judy and the Basie band are two.

Have there ever been any children in Woody Allen's movies?

I think a lot more than you think. I've been to both countries several times in the '90s, and could see it happening then, so I can only imagine what it's like now. You underestimate American cultural hegemony. I imagine so, but they would have been the urbanized elites - a fifth of the population at best. You know that in China the urbanites and the countrydwellers are officially different class citizens? As for the wider question re just how marginal an appreciation of Bach is. If we're taking the so called First World as our remit, I would say - still far more than you think. The point is that everything is relative - apart from pop culture of course - the fractured demographic, sliced into multifaceted shards, each partakes multifariously from the splendidly spread feast of the senses which is given to us few only now, for this all too brief time in history. Dine well... If they sell Coke at the cricket in India, then I'd say everyones had a taste. As for urbanized elites well that pretty much sums up Allen's 'complete' audience.

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Actually Annie Hall and Manhattan are probably the ones I don't want to see again. A bunch of self satisfied - self obsessed 'ponderers'- with nothing to interfere with their existential indulgences - letting nothing stand in the way of their search for fulfilment. Which one is the one where he finally decides on getting his end off with 'the girl on the cusp of womanhood' - Annie Hall or Manhattan? The mise en scene is worth it though.

Miles: Who is this @#$%^&*&^%*()#@!? Old Miles was not a long way from the Smooth Jazz charts at the end.

Woody Allen has had a pretty charmed life with critics (film-wise if not personally), so it's good to read some extreme dissent. Then again, I tend to approach his work looking for gut busting laughs. Scenes like the cellist and the gub note provide that.

And Herbie's aren't necessarily going to say the mats aren't as compatible with Rega's.

That's so sad. He must be way to young as well. Robert Hegyes/Epstein last year and now Horshack. Gee I loved that show. Boom Boom was my favourite. Along with Mrs Kotter

That's what I like about the early films, they're just absurdist set-ups for situational humour. Kinda like if a more proactive and animated Chauncey Gardener from Being There pulled a bank heist. Or became an accidental revolutionary. I really disliked the Paris movie as well. It resembled to me the kind of Romantic bed-time story 'Woody Allen' might trot out to a seventeen year old Mariel Hemingway type. And I disliked it more because everyone else seemed to like it so much. About "absurdist setups for situational humor," compare Allen here (I suggest) with W.C. Fields, where the absurd situations either arise from the absurdities of the charters' lives ("It's a Gift" especially) or take place with within acknowledged realms of near-total absurdity (e.g. "Never Give a Sucker an Even Break"). I can't help but feel that those who fall so hard for the gags in Allen's early films have as their basic point of comparison Mad Magazine parodies. Hey -- I laughed at/still laugh at some of those gags in the early Allen films too, but Allen's not a patch on, say Harvey Kurtzman/Will Elder or Kurtzman/Wally Wood. Fair enough. I was young

'It's me or The Mullet. Make up your mind"

I don't think it's that simple - a sense of national identity is a pretty vital thing for any country; when that is turned into a sense of superiority and accompanied by jingoism - and we've been guilty of that in Britain over the centuries - then it becomes a hugely destructive force. Outside of the Daily Mail/Express world I never got much of a sense of 'we're better than everyone else' over the last few weeks. More a sense of relief that we can pull off something like this and do well on the sport side too. Anyway, don't tune into the Last Night of the Proms next month. Expect that's going to be even more over the top than usual. Yes. I certainly didn't feel anything resembling superiority and jingoism from this distance at least. Unfortunately my opinions may be more coloured because the potential negative consequences you describe, have actually come to pass in Australia in a really vile way. Corresponding roughly with the Howard Government era, which also corresponded in a huge focus on Nation Building through International competitiveness in sport. Hopefully the maturing of a multi-cultural UK will counteract any dangers of that happening over there. Lamentably, the multi-cultural 'recent' history of Australia, hasn't really stopped the superiority/jingoism juggernaut here. The disappointing Australian performance at the Games has sent the Nation Builders into shell shock.

That's what I like about the early films, they're just absurdist set-ups for situational humour. Kinda like if a more proactive and animated Chauncey Gardener from Being There pulled a bank heist. Or became an accidental revolutionary. I really disliked the Paris movie as well. It resembled to me the kind of Romantic bed-time story 'Woody Allen' might trot out to a seventeen year old Mariel Hemingway type. And I disliked it more because everyone else seemed to like it so much.

Yes, in the 1950s when I was in the sixth form (aged 16-18) the split was between jazzers and rugger buggers. Anyway, thank goodness this orgy of nationalism is now over! I thought London did a marvelous job in organizing the Olympics, the crowds were amazing and the performance of Team GB was something to be proud of and to celebrate. Your comment comes across as rather churlish. Churlish perhaps. Yes London did a great a job. It was exhilarating to follow the games. And anything that potentially creates future opportunity and elevates the UK communities, is a great thing. But Nationalism sucks. As ever, sport seems to be the most co-opted discipline to support it.

Old Jerry's got a real Mobster schtick going on in real life. Yuk. All Woody's early-ish films are cackfests. Apart from 'the usual', my favourite is Zelig. I also enjoyed The Front very much as well.

TMZ. They heard it first.

It was you. I'm sure. But it was in a thread about something totally unrelated. I remembered it because I have always been a bit ambivalent about that band with the keyboards. But everytime I revisit my Sharrock stuff, I think what a true legend of a player he his.

My LP12 mat is rubber. Only one right way up. It's a really early one #3000something. Can't play 45's though. These ones are meant to be good. But expensive I think. My link

I have more than enough Sharrock to keep me listening. I remember recently you posted something questioning his later band recordings. I tried to find the post - thought it might be a good discussion. Couldn't find it. Now if you had the Guitar cd going for that price, I'd buy that one.

Offloading the Sharrock

It's a bigger category than I thought.

It looks to me, that the concert featured a lot of people that were recording for the re-invigorated label at the time. So we get Kenny Burrell teamed with Grover Washington. Did Horace Silver release anything on the 'new' Blue Note at the time?