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DeepAsleep said:


There have been some damn fine sets in here lately, you gorgeous creatures. This one in particular reminded me of my college days.

I've been lax, because YouTube changed their cut and paste stuff and I had to squeal for my geek to re-teach me how to post the links. I'm getting the hang of it now.

You're all hired. Hope no one minds being paid in shiny objects and applause.

bj
 
T-zed's Daily Devotional for Thursday, 06 December 2007

  • Decemberists: Hmmph. Portland people (OR, not ME). Need I say more?
  • The Four Seasons: Sorry. I saw Joisey Boys last night. The Seattle, not Broadway, version. I wuz singin' tunes, anyway. Still humming them.
  • L7: Yeah. Grrls. They rock, in any case.
  • Wilco: I grovel before Jeff Tweedy's soporific genius. Metaphorically, of course.
  • Yeah Yeah Yeahs: Hey. Karen O. Some guy with a black Strat. Like mine, 'cept probably lots more expensive. Fingerless gloves. What's not to love?
  • Sidney Bechet: Because God wants you to hear some soprano sax today. It's a religious thing. Or it should be.
  • Glenn Branca: Noise. It's good fer you.
 
Frickin kickASS sets, you people. (Ha, I said You People.) Tath, that's my favorite Pretenders song. Tristesse, you have truly redeemed my holiday. TazaRima, if god wants me to listen to jazz, well, okay, but the L7 was my favorite. And DA that set kicks ass. Love Tricky especially, and I do love me some Nina and Poe.

Saw Poe live at some sweaty all-day music festival years ago. It was just her and her cellist for the primary part of the set. A cello! Being played by a positively tasty young man with lotsa tattoos and piercings. Blew my damn mind. Made me wish I'd kept up on the cello lessons. If they'd let me watch him, I might have been more inspired...

bj
 
Oh, thank you! Lovely, the Billie Holiday is amazing too.

My gift to you and eaglepeepers. :kiss:

I have a strong memory from when I was around 5 or 6 years old. My family drove into Manhattan for the day--we did that a lot. It was a very rainy late autumn Saturday morning. We drove past Radio City Music Hall and people were wound around the block, waiting in the rain for tickets to see Judy Garland. It's a pretty big block, you know? Woody Allen wrote somewhere about Manhattan (probably in the film Manhattan) about the city seeming like a huge improbable stage set. That is how it seems to me when I remember these things. :)

And thank you for the song. You remembered. :heart:

Here's something for you, for my dear Tath, for lovers everywhere. Billy can take the most hackneyed song, transfix you with that voice and make it profound. I should say William. Count Basie called her William. :rose:
 
Here's something for you, for my dear Tath, for lovers everywhere. Billy can take the most hackneyed song, transfix you with that voice and make it profound. I should say William. Count Basie called her William. :rose:


funny how much she sounds like Bryan Ferry or Vice versa, they seem to do the same scales and " bends" if you will
very nice stuff
 
RIP Oscar Peterson

One of the jazz greats, one of the very last of the classic jazz era.

Autumn Leaves

Oscar and Ella

Royal Garden Blues

Sleep in heavenly peace, jazzman.

Oscar Peterson 1925-2007

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More Oscar

If you haven't seen it yet, here's a great New York Times article about Oscar Peterson.

And here's a snippet of Lester Young playing with the Oscar Peterson Trio. Personally, I think the creator of this clip chose a rather lugubrious song from the album; there are better songs on it that showcase how well Pres and Oscar worked together.

Louis Armstrong did some of the best work of his late career with Oscar. If you get a change to listen to the album (there are some samples here), it's a real treat. Pops is is so relaxed with Oscar and his sidemen that he sings his heart out and plays with amazing chops for a man in his late 60s (at the time).

And here's a very cool clip of Joe Turner, the great "barrelhouse professor" playing "stride piano," a style that predated and influenced Count Basie, Duke Ellington in the 1930s and 40s, Oscar Peterson a bit later (and even the early Bop pianists like Thelonious Monk).
 
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