And Lo, A Dissenting Voice Is Heard...

Well, as it turns out, at least one reader is somewhat dissatisfied with the musical selections in my last post.

How dissatisfied, you ask? To the point that she has threatened to inflict physical harm on your humble, jazz-loving scribe.

Well, OK, not her personally, but her tough friends. ("I don't want to break a nail.")

I can only imagine that in her childhood said reader endured a trauma similar to that of Homer Simpson's least favorite neighbor, Ned Flanders:

In light of such hardship, I can only remove my beret, don yet more black clothing, and offer what small solace I can with some non-beatnik-related musical stylings.


First up: Delta Spirit, from one of my favorite albums last year:

They are a ferocious live band. Do catch them if they come to your neck of the woods. You won't regret it.

Moving back several decades, I'm currently reading a fascinating book about The Who called Won't Get Fooled Again, by Richie Unterberger. It chronicles their early Seventies activity, from their aborted Lifehouse multimedia project (which became Who's Next) through my personal favorite Who album, Quadrophenia.

This is the debut of "Won't Get Fooled Again," performed at the Young Vic in London in early 1971 as part of an open rehearsal the band held to test material for the Who's Next album. It's a killer version:

And to wind things up, let's stay in 1971 with ol' Neil Young, who decides to give a new song he'd just written a try: "Old Man."

Hmm...wonder whatever became of that one?

Anyway, hopefully the non-bongo enthusiasts out there will have their musical tastes sated with these tasty treats. If not, well, next time I'll just post John Coltrane's Ascension in its entirety. Here's a taste:

All kidding aside, I do like this quite a bit, and find it quite moving once I become acclimated to its considerable power. But it is not easy listening by any stretch. Still brilliant though.

That is all! Off to brush up on my mime skills, Daddy-O...