Dan Gould

Just be thankful its not a case of Dance Fever (did anyone else see the promo for that E! program "Star Dates"? Denny Terrio, onetime host of Dance Fever was on this past week! Where the hell did they find him?

I very, very rarely take the approach of or have the need to listen to something in particular because of its vibe or whatever. When I have an afternoon of uninterrupted listening time, I just grab the next 5 off the stack and toss them into the changer. I've never been that particular about satisfying the jazz craving. So, no advice here.

24 hours to go, folks-will one of the also rans rise up to challenge the Kynard?

And what would you have done if you did catch it?

Alexander's bat story reminds me of my own. My first year in Graduate School, I shared an apartment with two other guys in the poli-sci program. One Friday night, I stayed home studying while my roommates went out. I came out of the bedroom to discover that a quite large bat had found its way into our apartment. I dove back into my bedroom, and after crapping my pants, pondered my options. I knew that there was no way I was going to take on this bat myself, but then again, I wasn't exactly ready to leave the safe confines of my bedroom. Finally, I had to do something. I crept out of the room and started slowly going through the apartment towards the backdoor. I made it, and made the three minute walk to the world famous Blueberry Hill bar/restaurant where I knew that one roommate had gone (he was a former Army Ranger so I figured he'd be able to handle the situation) (this gives you St. Louis people a good idea of where this apartment was). I found my roommate, along with several other grad students and told them my story. Being in varied states of inebriation, they were quite fascinated by the idea of a bat in the apartment and several set out for the walk back. When we got there, we had a helluva time finding the bat, but finally, it shot down a long hallway, and stopped inside the apartment's sun room, which had windows on two sides and brick on the other two. But damn if we could see him! When he folded his wings up, this huge bat was tiny, and almost hidden on the brick wall. Then, with inebriation came wisdom. "How about using the vacuum cleaner?" Sounded good to the rest of us, so we wheeled it to the room, one guy held the hose up towards the bat, and on his command, I hit the "on" button. There was a big WOOOOSSSHHHH followed by weird screeching noises emanating from the cannister of the vacuum! Success!!! So they took the vacuum out of the apartment, popped the cannister lid, and out flew the bat, a bit dirty perhaps but none the worse for wear.

After those stories, Conn, how many can compare?! I was about 8 years old when, one summer night, a neighbor and I ran to the edge of my family's property, jumped on the fence and started pushing/pulling it back and forth. Of course, on the other side of the fence was a yellow jacket nest which wasn't exactly pleased at the disturbance. I distinctly remember turning and running towards the house, and as I ran, screaming my head off, I remember spotting my older brother in a tree as I ran by (we had been playing hide and go seek so he had a front row seat) and also, as I headed towards the house I remember seeing my father coming out of the house, his white t-shirt really standing out in the dusk conditions as he ran around the pool towards me. I don't remember him reaching me, but when I came to, I was lying in the kitchen, surrounded by the carcasses of seemingly hundreds of yellow jackets. Here's where it gets weird/funny. Apparently my first words, directed at my Mom, were "David?" which she took to indicate that I was hallucinating and thought she was the neighbor kid, and so they decided to get me to a Doctor. However, in the years since, I have always felt that rather than being confused and thinking she was him, I was in fact inquiring as to whether he was OK or not. Fortunately I wasn't allergic and so there were no (further) ill effects. But I think you'd understand when I say that I have a "thing" about bees, wasps, etc.

Right on, Dr. J! And good to see you here on a more regular basis .... I guess the baby still hasn't arrived

Nice story, Patrick. I'd like to add Yardbird Suite to the list of recommendations; some fine blowing by Frank on Bird or Bird-associated tunes, plus a lot of really fine Mulgrew Miller on that one.

Folks, as Pryan says, just send me a PM and all shall be revealed.

Beanie Babies had an absolutely brilliant marketing plan, by making every one of them "limited" and retiring them. A huge difference between Beanie Babies and Cabbage Patch. Several years ago, Beanie Babies, if I recall correctly, tried to jumpstart their sales by announcing the imminent retirement of the whole line, but then they reneged and hurt themselves because it annoyed their hard core customers. BTW, I do NOT have a collection! I know about this stuff because at the height of the Beanie Baby craze, my Mom brought Beanie Babies into the Gift Shop at the Historical Society where she is the Director. That gives you a good idea of how popular they were-what are Beanie Babies doing in the gift shop of a small New England Museum? They've got beautiful arts, crafts and books for sale, plus an overflowing barrel of Beanie Babies! But the time has passed-the price is down to a buck and everytime I'm there, it doesn't seem like they've sold one in the past year.

Well they are resorting to a whole lot more T&A so that should tell you how hollow the plot and story is going to be. Excuse me, but isn't this the reason to see a Charlie's Angels movie to begin with? Me and a friend saw the first one in the theater and had a fine time. My mother and sister-in-law walked out in the middle they were so annoyed. I tried to explain to them that the whole point is that its going to be stupid and goofy and cheesy and filled with T 'n A. This thread notwithstanding, me and that very same friend will be heading to the theater next Saturday, disengage our brain and (hopefully) be entertained.

You know the drill, send PMs as early as possible if you wish to participate. The poll will end Sunday night at 6 pm Eastern time and a winner will be announced forthwith.

I'm with Lon-the Stitt Mosaic is excellent, but it'll also do ya for Stitt for a while. I found a Japanese LP of New York Jazz a few years ago at Princeton Record Exchange, this reissue and the glowing reviews has me anxious to dig it out soon.

OK, Catesta has nominated me for the week of July 6th-12th. However, I will need time to get my ducks in a row, as it were, and so I hereby nominate Lon to pick the AOTW for the week of July 6th-12th; my pick will be for July 13th-19th; and Lon will pick someone to choose for the week of July 20th-26th.

Since it seems to be traditional to have a preliminary poll and a final poll, I decided to open the first one to chosing the category. Without full disclosure, singers include Jon Hendricks, Joe Williams and Babs Gonzales. Organists may include Groove Holmes and Charlie Earland. This preliminary poll will be up until Friday night at 6 pm Eastern time. The "official" poll will then go up and will run through Sunday at 6 pm. Same deal as before, folks, please send PMs if you wish to help/participate and please do so as soon as possible. Thanks! By the way, as before, this AOTW will be for the week of July 13th-19th. Lonson will make the pick for July 6th-12th, and he will nominate someone for July 20th-26th.

No, but if you (re)nominate me for the following week, I can arrange another poll if you wish!

I'll see how the reviews treat it, but I hope its not as cheesy as this similarly themed Chuck Heston flick:

Landed a true rarity on ebay yesterday: Charlie Earland Trio, Boss Organ, on the Choice label. He also recorded Soul Crib with George Coleman on that label, and those tunes came out on two Muse LPs in the early 70s. But I believe that five of the seven tunes on Boss Organ didn't make it to the Muses. Edit: Since the picture is so big it necesitates the side-to-side scroll, I'll just leave this up for a few hours and then delete.

How exactly did they 'bilk" him? I've used it for several years and while the horror stories give me pause, I have no reason (other than the situation described above) to complain.

Funny timing, I picked up From A to Z about a week ago, and it is next in the stack at home, hopefully to be heard this afternoon.

For what its worth, paypal members who accept credit cards have to agree to be "preferred merchants" or something like that, i.e., to allow Paypal to get a chunk of the credit card charge. I got suckered into doing this when I sold something on ebay, said I would accept paypal in order to simplify payment and then discovered that I'd have to "upgrade" or else tell the guy I couldn't accept his credit card. I felt that since I hadn't told him I wouldn't accept credit card payments, that I ought to bite the bullet and let paypal get their pound of flesh. What sucks now is, paypal gets a small percentage of all payments that come my way, whether its credit or bank transfer. Guess I'm lucky that I use it more for payments than for receiving.

First of all, I believe Klitschko had three or four inches on Lewis, something like 6'9" to 6'5". *Not* one inch as Mny said. Secondly, is it just me or does anyone else see a major disconnect between Mny's endless insistence that the doctor had no business stopping the fight with a cut like that, and yet the cut is bad enough that he needs up to a year to heal before he can even spar again?

Then I'm guessing that you would really hate Tardo Hammer's cover of "Take Me Out To The Ball Game" in which he slips "Two Bass Hit" into the theme. Personally, first time I heard that, I laughed out loud.

Just received an ebay win that turned out to be very pleasing, A Night at Count Basie's-The Funky Jazz of the Perri Lee Trio. I had no idea who this woman was but with Eddie Chamblee's jazz/R&B tenor I figured what the heck. Turns out that she was originally discovered by Dinah Washington and sang several tunes with Doris Day in "Pillow Talk". She's also on "Sonny Stitt and the Top Brass" As for her organ, she kind of comes out of the Wild Bill Davis "orchestral" style. Good tunes all the way through, with the highlight being a lengthy take on "Doodlin'" Anyone want to trade a copy of this for LD's Scorpion?

What I'd like to know is this: Can the lack of a mention of breast enhancement surgery indicate that a person is in fact as God intended them? I am speaking specifically of Alyssa Milano, who only gets mention of those she's been involved with, while others, equally suspected of having gone under the knife, get the Scarlet "S" for silicone. Can I now assume Allyssa's boobs are real?