Darcy James Argue posted a million years ago about the long tradition of really terribly awful rock saxophone solos, but why did no one ask of metal saxophone solos?
Another set of airports for me today as I head back to Boston for Act 2. I'll post if Milwaukee happens to have free wifi, but if all else fails I've got my trusty new pocketbook to corral all my thoughts in. (My lunch in Logan last month was one of the more productive thinking times I've had in awhile.)
I plan on posting about a couple metal albums that have intrigued me lately, but for today I'll make sure to honour the occasion.
A lot of people suggest listening to Coltrane's (John) Alabama, but I still recommend Alive at the Village Vanguard...Again! Additionally, Destination: Out has reinstated some of her solo jams, as well as a second helping.
Concerning the passing of Michael Brecker, the Internets agree that Mark Turner said it best (although we all heard it first on Do the Math)
Why is it that as soon as I find a sweet place where cool things happen it burns to the ground?
I've been using Macs for as long as I've been using computers, but I would hesitate to call myself an Apple fanboy. Sure, I've never had a non-Apple computer and tippity-type upon a MacBook at the moment. I also am a Pod person, and take every swipe at Microsoft that's available. (The "Surgery" pairing of the Hodg-man and the guy from the next Die Hard movie is especially delicious) But this is where the buck ends.