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Stanley is da man! "If This Bass Could Only Talk" another smokin' CD. The OJay's "For the Love of Money", co-written by Anthony Jackson, who opens the song playing one of the sickest bass riffs in the business.

I grew up with lots of tunes like this in my ears, being Detroit born and raised. Probably listened to more Motown and other "old school" songs than Brit Invasion music in the mid 60's, what with "pop" AM stations like WXYZ, WKNR, and " The big 8, CKLW" across the river in Windsor playing the songs, along with WJLB and WCHB, the two black owned and DJ'ed outlets. Good times back then.

and if Jazz ain't good, you KNOW folks at RSM s--t the bed when Fusion came out.

RSM, LOL. "Critics, can't even float, just stand on the shore and wave at the boat." Ben Sidran

A week and a day later, and I'm almost done. New phone wired in and working new master sat recdiver/dvr and tv in and working. I have a new tv in the back room for the remote sat receiver, but can't get a signal, need a new HDMI cable. The CSR's at DirecTV/AT&T have been stellar in helping get things right. It just all the frustration is getting to me. Ah, but what does an old coot like me know?

A few months back AXS TV showed a concert from Pine Knob North of Detroit. Every song kicked ass. Even the ending killed: "Until next time, and there will be a next time."

12. Rollin and Tumblin-Muddy Waters/Cream/Johnny Winter

11. Kick Out the Jams-MC5

AT&T tech just left, basically replaced the modem controlling the phone, Wifi and internet. still waiting on new satellite receiver, should be another day at most. :dweez:

Happy birthday GLW, and here's to many more!

BBBoB hits #9 on Publishers Weekly Non-fiction list!

Yeah, it goes back to when I was working for Uncle Sam, some screwball rule about having a hardline phone connnection. A lot of coworkers who telework have them too. Hey, you folks have lake effect snow up there. We have these nasty MF's called hurricanes. They can jack up electric power to your house and leave with no AC and a fridge full of rotten food. But the hardline phone system runs off it's own phantom power system, and I've had multiple instances of the house power going out, but the phone lines are operational, go figure. Craziest was when Wilma blew through here a few years ago. No power at the house for three days, but the phones worked, and even when we did get power on, tree damage around my work building kept the power out for another four days. Without power no servers, meaning no phone, no internet, no computer systems, work told us stay home.

Gin, blech. A proper pint, now you're talking.

^ This. The Axs Nothing But trailer looked very promising. But the one I'm salivating over is Ford v Ferrari in November. That is going to kick major ass.

Another great space/sci fi night yesterday on TCM. Watched The Time Machine and 2001 A Space Odyssey, DVR'ed Marooned for later.

Hard pass.

Outfreakinstanding. I'm blown away at such generosity!

Happy A Day, Goose!

Everything on The Who Live at Leeds. That includes the PoS cassette version which was mastered at levels so high as to be nearly unplayable. Still those versions killed the studio's throughout.

Walter Cronkite, broadcasting just as Armstrong takes the small step: "Oh boy."

Happy Birthday, Tony!

Jailbreak Allman Brothers Band

Forbidden Planet-1956. Walter Pidgeon, Anne Francis, Leslie Neilsen, Earl Holliman, a young but still recognizable Richard Anderson, the debut of Robby the Robot, and the fascinating "electronic tonalities" of Louis and Bebe Barron. Finally got around to seeing the DVR, it was the 3rd of TCM's quadruple feature last Tuesday. (With The Day the Earth Stood Still, War of the Worlds, and The Invasion of the Body Snatchers.)

Idiots are lucky they're not either roasted and toasted by jet blast, or beat to s--t from blast borne road grit.