PALM BEACH, FL—Clawing over each other and gasping for air as they emerged, hundreds of miniature Sean Hannitys reportedly burst from Roger Ailes’ corpse Thursday shortly after the former Fox News CEO’s death.
Ha! Hannity really was spawned from the golem Ailes. If The Onion says so it must be true.
Apparently Hannity doesn’t appreciate this satirical news story. All the more reason to support The Onion‘s brand of “journalism.”
Sun Ra’s stride piano playing from 1946. This is early R&B with stop-time figures, driving bass, big-band-style comping, and tasty improv. Sometimes I lose sight of just how good Sun Ra was as a piano player. Later in his career some of his playing seems almost sloppy, even given that he often incorporated free playing into his compositions. This tune is tight, for sure.
Check out this article about Sun Ra. It’s a pretty good rundown.
“Donald Trump doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”
Franken: “I like Ted Cruz probably more than any of my colleagues in the Senate…and I hate Ted Cruz.”
I have a lot of affection for the so-called “liberal lions” of Congress. Sen Franken is one of them. Sen. Ted Kennedy was another. What I admire the most is their seemingly built-in bullshit meters. Franken uses his comedic voice to speak truth where others may give a more political, so-called diplomatic response. I appreciate a Senator with a brain in his head and the willingness to use it.
Irresponsibility run amok. Pres. Trump’s decision to pull out of the Paris Climate accords is yet another instance of his seeming lack of conscience or foresight. Those of us who live in the real world are going to be the ones who suffer, while the President deals with global warming by turning up his air conditioner. This is a spectacular failure of leadership.
Again, I am testing out how to embed teaching materials in blog posts. I’m not sure yet if a blog is the best way to present these materials, but I’ll try it out.
I am testing out how to embed my PowerPoint presentations online. I hope this works.
It’s a motherfucker
It’s a motherfucker
Don’t you know
If they push that button
Your ass has got to go
And what are you going to do
Without your ass?
John Gilmore! What a great tenor player. He sounds like a slightly smoothened Coltrane, repeating himself with minor alterations until he has exhausted a particular line’s logic.
Not much of a composition composition – there is no real arrangement other than some stop-time figures and some free improv. The lyrics really drive the tune, leading to a big “All aboard!” – a train headed for Saturn.
Great fun live, I would imagine. This tune is part of the space chant performed on the Live in London album, strung together with a bunch of other tunes for one swinging medley of celebratory non-chaos.
The first album I ever bought. Some of it sounds goofy to me now, but mostly it’s brilliant. An absolute classic.