Dan Gould

Sorry, Black Codes isn't one I own so it didn't come to mind as being all that significant. I honestly thought of J Mood as the most likely to be approved.

Funny, but I was listening to the Midnight Blues Cd this morning before I posted these polls. As I recall I got it because at the time I was courtin' my wife and was more open to the potential value of "mood-setting" albums. When I popped it in I thought, well if this doesn't grab me this will go in the "to sell" pile but I actually found it solidly on the "not bad" side. Yes, there's a sameness and it didn't need to be 70 minutes long, but I still enjoyed it, and that was sitting alone in an office blazing with flourescent lights, not alone with my sweetie in a darkened living room

Had't been aware of this. But I do know that Jamal was so successful that there is a constant flow of his Argos on ebay and I doubt that they fetch very high prices. I also see them all over in local stores. So, a dedicated vinyl junkie could make up for the legal wranglings pretty easy ...

Sorry Lon, Blood on the Fields was on the list but got dropped when the software reminded me that the list could only have a max of 10.

OK, here's the companion poll. Which CD is Wynton's biggest faux pax, his biggest embarrasment?

Amongst all of the Wynton Battles, there seems to be at least some agreement that one or two of his LPs are pretty good. I am betting that J Mood will get the most votes but personally I am voting for "Levee Low Moan" whose songs I have always dug a great deal. Obviously I can't list them all ...

If I may hijack the thread in another direction, I saw a reissue LP at Dusty Groove that got me thinking of a great Mosaic Select title: The Complete Epic Recordings of Dave Bailey. Great bluesy jam albums with Clark Terry, Horace Parlan, Charlie Rouse and others, and maybe there are unreleased tunes to add on to the original three, One Foot In The Gutter, Two Feet In The Gutter and Gettin Into Something.

Doncha all remember the tv commercials for the frozen fish? Click to learn more! "... From Gorton's of Gloucester"

Mnytime, I took the "as of now" to mean "he used to have power but I just canned his sorry ass" Does anyone else find the italicized statemet a bit curious? Its as if he's saying, after the fact, that whatever Musicboy did or said, he wasn't doing it on behalf of norahjones.info, I guess to protect the site from any "blowback". And Mny, the lined formed, or is that forms, behind me in the Class-Action I Dare You To Start Something Lawsuit! Though, since you have lawyers on retainer, I probably would agree to let you have the privilege of being "Lead Plaintiff" And finally a message to Neon, thanks for stepping up and handling this so well. If you ever feel like chatting about jazz or politics or just sending out a lot of blue-tinged pixels, come on back sometime!

Sorry, John, but the current bruhaha has the little dweeb on my mind, so the combination of almost remembering Waller's line and his mention of God made me think he would find it objectionable, since he finds "anti-christian bigotry" to run rampant on this BB.

Well, it was said (was it by Jelly Roll or Fats Waller?) when he entered a club, "God is in the house." But I hesitate to mention this because presumably the Christian Fascist may see this and I will be accused of anti-Christian bigotry for asserting that a mere mortal piano player might in any way qualify as "God". But Tatum came closest, IMO.

That's correct, Rooster. Their Christian Fascist Police State software is so good, that it freezes all of the links so that the only page that will load is the one that declares you an Enemy of the State, er, I mean, Persona Non Grata, I mean, er, um, no longer welcome at the site.

Neon, I appeal to you to end this by talking some sense into Musicboy.

IDENTIFY the laws. CITE their precise terminology. Or else shut the fuck up. LAST TIME I checked this was AMERICA, you Christian FASCIST piece of trash. And let me say for the record that I damn well hope that is an example of the type of statement that's going to make you cry cry cry to the DOJ because after the legalities are dismissed with prejudice I guaran-damn-tee I'll come after your ass for malicous prosecution and you will be working a whole lot of music/IT gigs to pay off the judgement against you. Now go crawl back to your Christian FASCIST hellhole.

I went with Buck but I really wanted to see Sweets on the list.

Who's gonna do it? Since no one else stepped in, I will, I will! The door flies open and Cardinal Ximinez of Spain [Palin] enters, flanked by two junior cardinals. Cardinal Biggles [Jones] has goggles pushed over his forehead. Cardinal Fang [Gilliam] is just Cardinal Fang] Ximinez: NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition! Our chief weapon is surprise...surprise and fear...fear and surprise.... Our two weapons are fear and surprise...and ruthless efficiency.... Our *three* weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency...and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope.... Our *four*...no... *Amongst* our weapons.... Amongst our weaponry...are such elements as fear, surprise.... I'll come in again. [The Inquisition exits] Chapman: I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition. [JARRING CHORD] [The cardinals burst in] Ximinez: NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition! Amongst our weaponry are such diverse elements as: fear, surprise, ruthless efficiency, an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope, and nice red uniforms - Oh damn! [To Cardinal Biggles] I can't say it - you'll have to say it. Biggles: What? Ximinez: You'll have to say the bit about 'Our chief weapons are ...' Biggles: [rather horrified]: I couldn't do that... [Ximinez bundles the cardinals outside again] Chapman: I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition. [JARRING CHORD] [The cardinals enter] Biggles: Er.... Nobody...um.... Ximinez: Expects... Biggles: Expects... Nobody expects the...um...the Spanish...um... Ximinez: Inquisition. Biggles: I know, I know! Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition. In fact, those who do expect - Ximinez: Our chief weapons are... Biggles: Our chief weapons are...um...er... Ximinez: Surprise... Biggles: Surprise and -- Ximinez: Okay, stop. Stop. Stop there - stop there. Stop. Phew! Ah! ... our chief weapons are surprise...blah blah blah. Cardinal, read the charges. Fang: You are hereby charged that you did on diverse dates commit heresy against the Holy Church. 'My old man said follow the--' Biggles: That's enough. [To Cleveland] Now, how do you plead? Clevelnd: We're innocent. Ximinez: Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! [DIABOLICAL LAUGHTER] Biggles: We'll soon change your mind about that! [DIABOLICAL ACTING] Ximinez: Fear, surprise, and a most ruthless-- [controls himself with a supreme effort] Ooooh! Now, Cardinal -- the rack! [biggles produces a plastic-coated dish-drying rack. Ximinez looks at it and clenches his teeth in an effort not to lose control. He hums heavily to cover his anger] Ximinez: You....Right! Tie her down. [Fang and Biggles make a pathetic attempt to tie her on to the drying rack] Ximinez:Right! How do you plead? Clevelnd: Innocent. Ximinez: Ha! Right! Cardinal, give the rack [oh dear] give the rack a turn. [biggles stands their awkwardly and shrugs his shoulders] Biggles: I.... Ximinez: [gritting his teeth] I *know*, I know you can't. I didn't want to say anything. I just wanted to try and ignore your crass mistake. Biggles: I... Ximinez: It makes it all seem so stupid. Biggles: Shall I...? Ximinez: No, just pretend for God's sake. Ha! Ha! Ha! [biggles turns an imaginary handle on the side of the dish-rack] [Cut to them torturing a dear old lady, Marjorie Wilde] CUT TO NEW SKETCH] Dear Old Lady: This is Uncle Ted in front of the house. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) This is Uncle Ted at the back of the house. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) And this is Uncle Ted at the side of the house. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) This is Uncle Ted, back again at the front of the house, but you can see the side of the house. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) And this is Uncle Ted even nearer the side of the house, but you can still see the front. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) This is the back of the house, with Uncle Ted coming round the side to the front. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) And this is the Spanish Inquisition hiding behind the coal shed. (Friend takes it with the first sign of real interest.) Young Lady: Oh! I didn't expect the Spanish Inquisition. [JARRING CHORD] [The door flies open and Ximinez, Biggles and Fang enter.] Ximinez: Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition! [Cut to film: moving over Brengel drawing of tortures; epic film music.] Voice Over: 'IN THE EARLY YEARS OF THE SIXTEENTH CENTURY, TO COMBAT THE RISING TIDE OF RELIGIOUS UNORTHODOXY, THE POPE GAVE CARDINAL XIMINEZ OF SPAIN LEAVE TO MOVE WITHOUT LET OR HINDRANCE THROUGHOUT THE LAND, IN A REIGN OF VIOLENCE, TERROR AND TORTURE THAT MAKES A SMASHING FILM. THIS WAS THE SPANISH INQUISITION . . .' Torchlit dungeon. We hear clanging footsteps. The footsteps stop and keys jangle. The great door creaks open and Ximinez walks in and looks round approvingly. Fang and Biggles enter behind pushing in the dear old lady. They chain her to the wall.] Ximinez: Now, old woman -- you are accused of heresy on three counts -- heresy by thought, heresy by word, heresy by deed, and heresy by action -- *four* counts. Do you confess? Wilde: I don't understand what I'm accused of. Ximinez: Ha! Then we'll make you understand! Biggles! Fetch...THE CUSHIONS! [JARRING CHORD] [biggles holds out two ordinary modern household cushions] Biggles: Here they are, lord. Ximinez: Now, old lady -- you have one last chance. Confess the heinous sin of heresy, reject the works of the ungodly -- *two* last chances. And you shall be free -- *three* last chances. You have three last chances, the nature of which I have divulged in my previous utterance. Wilde: I don't know what you're talking about. Ximinez: Right! If that's the way you want it -- Cardinal! Poke her with the soft cushions! [biggles carries out this rather pathetic torture] Ximinez: Confess! Confess! Confess! Biggles: It doesn't seem to be hurting her, lord. Ximinez: Have you got all the stuffing up one end? Biggles: Yes, lord. Ximinez [angrily hurling away the cushions]: Hm! She is made of harder stuff! Cardinal Fang! Fetch...THE COMFY CHAIR! [JARRING CHORD] Fang [terrified]: The...Comfy Chair? [biggles pushes in a comfy chair -- a really plush one] Ximinez: So you think you are strong because you can survive the soft cushions. Well, we shall see. Biggles! Put her in the Comfy Chair! [They roughly push her into the Comfy Chair] Ximinez [with a cruel leer]: Now -- you will stay in the Comfy Chair until lunch time, with only a cup of coffee at eleven. [aside, to Biggles] Is that really all it is? Biggles: Yes, lord. Ximinez: I see. I suppose we make it worse by shouting a lot, do we? Confess, woman. Confess! Confess! Confess! Confess Biggles: I confess! Ximinez: Not you! THE END

If I could find a picture I would but ... at least great minds are thinking alike.

Hey, I just noticed that according to the home page of the BB, we've had twenty seven active participants in the last fifteen minutes, which exceeds the most people that other board has ever had on hand at one time, let alone active! Just goes to show-they're jealous

Rooster, I had every intention of posting the text of my e-mail to Norah's management. Unfortunately, my hotmail account is not setup to save outgoing messages, and after I had copied the text to my clipboard, I thoughtlessly copied something else and thereby lost the message. My bad and I was mighty annoyed when I realized what I'd done! Hopefully, in the event her manager replies, his e-mail will include the text of my message and I will be able to post both.

Jim, I understand your concern but someone ought to stand up to this guy. He is running roughshod over people and will continue to do so. Worst case scenario, Norah's manager says "good job, Musicboy, that's what we're paying ya for, boobie!" Best case, he tells Musicboy to knock it off.

I got to thinking about "Musicboy" and his postings and the way he is representing Norah. I don't think it reflects well on her when her representatives come to a bulletin board and heap scorn, slander and threats on its owners and memberships. Therefore, I did some quick searching and located an e-mail for her management, Steve Macklam, Partner/President of Macklam/Feldman Management and I have now sent a message to Mr. Macklam directing his attention to what has happened here. Now, granted, her management is probably happy to have a bulletin board which keeps things pro-Norah. Nevertheless, I do not see how her representative, Musicboy, can be seen to be doing things in her interests when he comes here slinging mud, accusations, slander and threats. If he replies I will let you know.

Not to mention SEVEN PAGES of threads that didn't attract a single reply. I guess when all anyone says is "I love Norah" there can't be much of a conversation.

Tell that to the GOD DAMN founding fathers you jackbooted Christian Fascist.

Jesus Christ, we are God Damn lucky my poll got Berigan to "adjust" his avatar-I'm sure that's a violation too. But you know I think its time to revive the "bouncing boobs" avatar-we gotta have something here that "musicboy " wil find offensive to his delicate sensibility. (What can I say but that jackbooted jackass Christian Fascist hypocrites have a way of making me take the "Lord's" name in vain.)

What Jsngrey said. "Musicboy" you are just stirring up a hornet's nest with your crap. I sincerely suggest that you tone it down. You can be the most active brownshirted banning moderator in the world, but you know how many access points there are to the Web? You know how much trouble could be made? You can keep banning but we can muck things up an awful lot. So check yo'self befo' you wreck yo'self.