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Well, I'll just speak for myself. I've owned the cd since Chuck reissued it. No, I hadn't thought of adding a review to this excellent cd's page. Chuck's email gave me the idea to add one. I did, telling how I felt about this reissue. Personally, I don't think it's unethical to have done so. I'm not going to add a review to the Organissimo cd because I don't own it or know it. I can respect the opinion of Volker, Seeline, Steve et al. I sort of see their point, but I'm not in full agreement. That's my take. Not going to argue about it. I made my decision and my move.

Alright Tom!

Yes.

One of my heroes of the 'seventies from his work with Stuff, and a few of this own lps. RIP Cornell!

Might aid in concentration. I'm thinking about the Roman empire. Spurred by watching an episode of The Lost Gods.

The latest episode. It remains good.

Your opinion is duly noted.

Walter Mosley: A Red Death (an Easy Rawlins novel).

Hey only one of us is talking about being naked! I've been thinking a LOT lately about being alone in my house again, and looking forward anxiously to that in the near future, but I'll remain clothed during the day. Right now thinking of what a loss it is that Barney Wilen has been gone so long and isn't here now.

I'm thinking about starting a Walter Mosley novel. Never have read any, and found four of them for just over six dollars total, brand new, at the final days of a Borders store closing. Just finished reading the third of a fascinating trilogy of novels of the Amarna period of ancient Egypt by Paul C. Doherty.

I'm thinking about how much I love my early mornings. Listening to music, reading, sipping my Ruta Maya medium roast with cream. Letting the world outside warm up and pass me by for the moment.

Thanks GA. I replied to your comment, and I was able to edit my review.

The page is looking better already.

Larry's right I hope, Nate's review is excellent. I threw up a brief one too. In a few days the average is going to be way up.

Sorry to be confusing. I consider it great for him that he had arranged to own and control it if that's what he wanted. That's what I meant and nothing more or less.

Great for him. Maybe there's hope.

Is that the one released a few years ago on Free Factory (that's a bootleg I'm sure?) I don't think we'll be seeing official reissues of any Savoy material that isn't a repackaging of things Atlantic/Savoy put out before. I don't have any official news, that's just a feeling from observing the recent past.

Never have been much of a fan of this one.

I'm thinking of getting on my motorcycle and going out of the city onto the state roads for a ride. The only thing that gets down into me and makes me burn with a quiet happiness like this other than this is being alone in my bedroom with my gal!

It's funny, for several reasons I now look forward to Monday in a way I used to look forward to Saturday and the weekend! I'm thinking that my memory is pretty good still, because I can remember when traffic wasn't awful in Austin!

SQ is very good. Hey, there's no shame in that! Hope it was better attended than the showing I went to on the first "GD Movie day." And really, I think they just broadcast the DVD for the movie itself. And the sound was great until someone who kept shouting "turn it up" went out and convinced someone to turn it up. It then had a steely digital sound and was a bit too loud.

I don't doubt it!

So you're thinking of heroin and other chemical dependencies? It's a real shame. His was such a stunning intellect. He had real insight beyond the veil of the ordinary and routine. That made me think of a favorite Robert Crumb panel, a self-portrait of the artist in full-blown anxiety with the thought balloon "On no! It might already be too late!"

I don't have to think about how self-indulgent I am, I know that I can and will be very self-indulgent. Perhaps Chuck is hinting at that, well I already had that message. Perhaps this tread is a sign or part of that, perhaps not. I'm thinking this morning about how grief is a long and slow process with no finite end. And how part of me wants to cling to the remaining steps of the process, doesn't want to be fully through. That's why I have several rooms full of things that I find it hard to clear and clean out. I know I must. But I postpone and prolong. Which all makes me think of the fragility of our existence, and how every minute can be precious. Which makes me want to invest in every hour, to have the environment that I want with the most important person and persons. That poses a difficulty for me as the most important persons are in two camps, 1400 miles apart. And I'm in a separate camp, not set up as I'd like it. Thinking and fretting over silly things are taking the place of more important things in my life, little privacy and security issues: I'm not sleeping as well because my bedroom door has to be closed, I'm not seeing someone as much as I'd like to because of privacy issues, I'm not looking for a job because I'm afraid I may have to spend months out of town in the near future. I've been thinking about how I let myself be trapped in between decisions and actions and how silly it is. I've just been thinking about how I come up against that wall and how to break through it. If this follows my usual course, I'll find a way soon, I'm in the process, I think. I think. Okay, thanks for letting me indulge in that.

I'm thinking it's hard to be far away from the ones you love. What's in your noggin?