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Thursday, March 14th

basement jukebox

Tina Harvey, “Nowhere To Run” (Holland-Dozier-Holland), 1972


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Ted Taylor, “You Got To Feel It,” 1969

Friday, March 1st

Let’s end the week where we began—Europe, 1967, Sam & Dave.

“Hold On, I’m Comin'” (with Booker T. & the M.G.’s* and The Mar-Keys**), Norway


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lagniappe

random thoughts

The Internet, which reminds us, repeatedly, that there is here and then is now, may make Buddhists of us all.

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*Booker T. Jones, organ; Steve Cropper, guitar; Donald “Duck” Dunn, bass; Al Jackson, Jr., drums.

**Wayne Jackson, trumpet; Andrew Love & Joe Arnold, tenor saxophones.

Monday, February 25th

two takes

“When Something Is Wrong With My Baby” (I. Hayes & D. Porter)

Sam & Dave, live, Germany (Offenbach), 1967


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Isaac Hayes, TV Show (Top of the Pops), England, 1995


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lagniappe

reading table

“The World Contracted to a Recognizable Image”
by William Carlos Williams (1883-1963)

at the small end of an illness
there was a picture
probably Japanese
which filled my eye

an idiotic picture
except it was all I recognized
the wall lived for me in that picture
I clung to it as a fly

Monday, January 28th

old school

Lee Fields & The Expressions, “Faithful Man,” 2012

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reading table

[W]e live in a place/That is not our own and, much more, not ourselves.

—Wallace Stevens (1879-1955), “Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction”

Friday, 1/25/13

You can only hear with the ears you’ve got. And the ones I’ve got came of age in another era. But is it merely reflexive nostalgia to ask: Is there anything today—anything at all—that can compare with this?

Otis Redding (1941-1967), with Booker T.  & the M.G.’s* and The Mar-Keys,** “I’ve Been Loving You Too Long” (O. Redding & J. Butler), live, Monterey Pop Festival, 1967

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reading table

What advice would you give to people who are looking to be happy?

For starters, learn how to cook.

“Questions for Charles Simic: In-Verse Thinking,” interview by Deborah Solomon, New York Times, 2/3/08

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*Booker T. Jones, organ; Steve Cropper, guitar; Donald “Duck” Dunn, bass; Al Jackson, Jr., drums.

**Wayne Jackson, trumpet; Joe Arnold, alto saxophone; Andrew Love, tenor saxophone.

Thursday, 1/10/13

basement jukebox

Robert Ward, “I Will Fear No Evil,” mid-1960s

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lagniappe

radio: Happy (89th) Birthday, Max!

WKCR-FM, celebrating the birthday of drummer Max Roach (1924-2007), is featuring his music all day.

Monday, 1/7/13

serendipity

Late yesterday afternoon, at my local grocery store, as I was hunting for my son Alex’s Multi Grain Cheerios, this came over the speakers. The temptation to put walking on the shelf—to start dancing my way down the cereal aisle—was strong. Mighty strong. But it was resisted, successfully if not happily.

Macy Gray, “I Try” (1999)

Saturday, 12/29/12

passings

Fontella Bass, singer, July 3, 1940-December 26, 2012

“Rescue Me,” TV Show (Shindig), 1965

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“Theme De Yoyo,” with the Art Ensemble of Chicago, 1970

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“God Has Smiled On Me,” with mother Martha Bass, brother David Peaston, Amina Claudine Myers (piano), Malachi Favors (bass), Phillip Wilson (drums), 1980

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“All That You Give,” with The Cinematic Orchestra, 2002

Monday, 12/10/12

basement jukebox

The Falcons (feat. Wilson Pickett, lead vocals; Robert Ward, guitar)
“I Found A Love” (1962)

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Albert Washington (feat. Lonnie Mack, guitar)
“Hold Me Baby” (1969)

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reading table

[T]he greatest reading pleasure has an element of self-annihilation. To be so engrossed that you barely know you exist. I last felt that in relation to a poem while in the sitting room of Elizabeth Bishop’s old home in rural Brazil. I stood in a corner, apart from the general conversation, and read “Under the Window: Ouro Preto.” The street outside was once an obscure thoroughfare for donkeys and peasants. Bishop reports overheard lines as people pass by her window, including the beautifully noted “When my mother combs my hair it hurts.” That same street now is filled with thunderous traffic — it fairly shakes the house. When I finished the poem I found that my friends and our hosts had left the room. What is it precisely, that feeling of “returning” from a poem? Something is lighter, softer, larger — then it fades, but never completely.

—Ian McEwan, New York Times Sunday Book Review, 12/9/12

Monday, 11/5/12

The body knows things the mind will never understand.

D’Angelo (with Jesse Johnson, guitar; Pino Palladino, bass; Chris “Daddy” Dave, drums, et al.), “Chicken Grease,” live, Switzerland (Zurich), 2012

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art beat: Saturday at the Art Institute of Chicago

Morris Engel, Harlem Merchant (1936)
Film and Photo in New York (through 11/25/12)