Someone has stolen my thievery corporation cd, how appropriate.
It's also good timing that the whole 'cities: good? bad? or should we just
live in scattered pup tents?' thread has come up in time for me to marvel
at the line-up for the Indianapolis Jazz Fest -- Al Green, the
Temptations, Count Basie Orchestra, Kool and the Gang, and I forgot the
other 85 artists but 30 bucks for 3 days is one o'dem indiana bonus
points.
So which is more gratifying, camping in the lush and poisonous jungle or
seeking the oasis in a barren desert? And if no one hears the hyena is it
making music or still laughing?
And it's probably been said already but Stevie Wonder, Music of My Mind,
digitally remastered, is some funky shit (check 'keep on running' I think
it's track 8 or 9, yum!).
Lastly you must check this lovely life in hell (Binky's guide to our
musical roots) at
http://php.indiana.edu/~sbedford/musichell.jpg
-s-
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