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I have picked over these boxes many times. I let a few months go by and then revisit them. There were only six boxes marked “Jazz” when I first came across them, so I guess it is a good sign that there are now nine. The ninth, out of view in this photo, is all boxed EPs. I found a couple of Bud Powell beauties in there. I didn’t see any new ones yesterday — well, all of them are old; I mean newly added. And I worry that the old-timers who had these items in their collections have already moved on. The selection is certainly drying up.

I listened to a short stack and came home with five. “Bacchanal” by Gabor Szabo is a winner. The Hungarian guitarist fell in love with jazz listening to Voice of America and wound up playing in Chico Hamilton’s chamber jazz combo. I picked up a Coleman Hawkins track on the Impulse label, a crazy version of “Little Liza Jane,” a song written so long ago (1917) that Hawkins could put his name on it.

I grabbed another Gerry Mulligan disc, another of those four-song 45s on the Pacific Jazz label (think cool jazz). I have four now. I wish they hadn’t done that. 7-inch records were designed to carry one song on a side. A or B. You like it or you don’t play it. Nobody wants to have to cue up the one song on a side that you like. And it certainly wouldn’t work in a jukebox setting.

For me, I can’t get enough of the slow, moody Mulligan. He plays baritone sax. There is no piano player in his band, and Chet Baker plays trumpet with him. (Nobody wants to hear an upbeat Chet Baker.) The two horns on the late-night, “Darn That Dream,” “The Nearness of You,” and “My Funny Valentine” sound like heaven.

Ray Brown has got to be the greatest bass player who has ever lived. No, that can’t be right. Charlie Mingus, Richard Davis and Charlie Haden could all be that guy. But Ray really shines on “Song of the Volga Boatmen.” I found a copy of his version of the Russian folk song in a trio setting with Hank Jones and Buddy Rich. Here you get to savor the attack, the swing, and the shape of every note.

The Ethnic Heritage Ensemble opened last night’s sold-out show at the Bop Shop with Wayne Shorter’s “Footprints.” Kahil played a hypnotic pattern on his drums with mallets while Corey Wilke and Alex Harding added precision and then the enchanting melody. We’ve seen them over twenty times, and it is always a treat. We’ve heard Kahil in other settings as well, with David Murray and Billy Bang, and the lineup never includes a bass player. They have a uniquely sophisticated, primal sound. It is from the heart.

Kahil wrote “Great Black Music” for the Art Ensemble of Chicago, and they played a version of that with different lyrics last night. “Keep on Marching” was the refrain. Kahil reminded us that Mother Nature is much stronger than the crazy man in the White House. He did a spot-on impression of Ornette Coleman when he told the crowd how Ornette called him after he heard Kahil’s song “Ornette” on a New York radio station. The band played “Ornette” and then one of Ornette’s, “Lonely Woman,” to cap a perfect night.

Our neighbors at the end of the street brought two freshly made, still-warm cinnamon rolls down to us. We were already making dinner, so we thanked them and said we would have them for breakfast. On the way out, they wanted to know what our secret was. “How do you keep your driveway so clean?” They speculated that the pavement may be heated. “We shovel,” we told them. Pretty simple. We’re home most of the time, and when it snows, we shovel. It’s a great excuse to get outdoors. Most of our other neighbors either have a plow contract or a snowblower, and we hardly see them in the winter.

CalZone gave us a heads up about PBS’s American Masters show on Friday, and we built our day around the broadcast. “Sun Ra: Do the Impossible” is available to stream now, and I would call it required viewing for human beings. The producers did a great job touching on all facets of the poet, philosopher, and music visionary’s life, but the section on Sun Ra cranking out LPs with custom covers on his own label was mind-blowing. Those original Saturn LPs sell for thousands today as the world is catching up with Sun Ra.

Steve Black texted us just before 4:30 the other day. His text read: “Here’s hoping you have the best 4:30 PM ever!” It was indeed at least one of the best 4:30 PMs ever. We were listening to a couple of Peggy Lee 45s, “One More Ride on the Merry-go-Round” and “Sans Souci” and I told him so. Steve must have gone to YouTube to listen to the songs because he texted us back a comment that someone had left under the video of Sans Souci (above).

“Thank you, You Tube…..Purchased a 45 record of this song when I was 11 years old for 49 cents. left it on a bus and never got to play it.. Now I can hear it any time I want……Brady; Buffalo, NY. Purchased at Sattlers “998”” @wloriganbrady 

Steve thought these ingredients, with a little fleshing out, would make a great movie. The song, with lyrics by Peggy Lee, came out in 1952 and Brady says he bought it at Sattler’s in nearby Buffalo. Sattlers was a department store in the very center of the Polonia section of Buffalo.

My copy is pretty clean. I might have William Brady’s record. Rob Weinert-Kendt has a post on this song, a tribute to its brilliance, and he includes a demo version that really knocked me out. Would have made a killer b side and would certainly be featured in the movie.

I haven’t played with AI for video yet, but I need to move up to something more sophisticated than iMovie. I’ve pretty much exhausted the possibilities for manipulating random video clips.

That said, here’s the second video from this week. The last one, “Sombremesa,” was for a song on our most recent CD, Field Recordings, and this one goes with a piece from January’s performance at the Little Theatre Café.

For the last six months or so, I’ve picked one improvisation from each month’s performance and given it a title and a video. This one has some snake-charm qualities and is called “Bohemia.” The videos can be found here.

For years now, there has been one person in the crowd at the Little who listens intently and never fails to comment on the music. I hope he knows how much that means to us.

This one goes out to Pete.

Margaret Explosion performs Thursday, February 5 at Little Theatre Café 7-9pm.

“Sobremesa” by Margaret Explosion from 2024 release “Field Recordings”

Not sure if I should be putting quotes around a Google AI Overview definition of this word but here goes:

“Sobremesa (Spanish for “over the table”) is the cherished tradition of lingering at the table after a meal to chat, relax, and enjoy conversation with family or friends, with no rush to leave; it’s a cultural practice emphasizing connection as much as the food, often involving coffee, drinks, or dessert, and explains why restaurant checks aren’t brought until asked for. It can happen after lunch or dinner, even during business meals, and is a time for bonding, storytelling, and digestion.”

This could be the most uneventful video yet for Margaret Explosion, footage from a Catalan traveling circus troupe coupled with one of my favorite songs on the “Field Recordings” cd. The old world melody has an Early Music /Chamber Music quality and Melissa, our cello player, is not even on this one. Peggi’s saxophone melody with Jack’s bass clarinet sounds almost like bagpipes at times. Phil’s guitar parts echo the melody and add the atmosphere while Ken’s bass parts anchor the whole. I hope you like it.