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Let's face it: RS hasn't been very important for 25 years. I hear Cream is coming back, let's see if they can get it together.

I think the targeting and goading of Chris by WINGY is deplorable. Sorry, Bev, if I haven't said so specifically, but I've been mostly away from the board since Wednesday night (well, away more than usual anyway). Chris doesn't deserve this kind of treatment, nor do you, nor does anyone else on this board. (Well, I guess it probably goes without saying that no one deserves this kind of treatment, ever.) Same here. WTF.

No Jeff Beck???

No King Crimson or Johnny Winter! ZZ Top at 498??? They're getting to the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame this year!

After the meal (and I really didn't eat very much) I'm tasting a bit of Svedka vodka, while I'm screwing around with a midi arrangement of Blue in Green. Damm well worked myself into a corner by the time the solos should start!

I agree to both of those suggestions. Wilisau is great, it's been getting a lot opf mileage around here lately. I'm also very fond of the Arista sides from the '70's.

Ghost trance!

How far is the nearist airport???

Really? I've always been told he lives up in Harlem.

WTF? Insane shit goin' on out there!...and people ask me if I feel safe in NYC.

Someone had to say it sooner or later!

The late Lou Harrison, if he hasn't been mentioned (I don't think he has). Nice guy too.

I think I could recomend anything by Hovaness. I love his work.

Start some new threads!

And what ever you do...don't invite them over here!!!!

Zappa?

And I don't think anyone calls her beaver any more. Her sister picked up the nickname Buzz, because she would always say "I'm so buzzed.".

All Blues.

An old friend of mine, I've known her for about 30 years, her 1st husband nick named her "beaver". She knew exactly why and didn't have a problem with it. She is now a Born Again Christian and in her 3rd marrage. She's also my travel agent!

He's not on now. Maybe at noon. He's still there. Yer buddy Phil in on at 6pm est.

Is it sucking on a bottle of mustard? WTF!

He's not on now. Maybe at noon. He's still there.

N.Y. Times Freed From Conspiracy By THOMAS MALLON Published: November 21, 2003 In considering John F. Kennedy at this 40-year remove, the ultimate "what if" may involve what America might be like had the country been denied the president's violent death, with its long psychic burden, instead of the rest of his life. Without Kennedy's murder, we would probably have had to endure the aftereffects of only one assassination instead of three. Whether or not President Kennedy had continued to flourish politically, it seems unlikely that his brother Robert would have run for the White House in 1968 and attracted his own assassin's bullets. Martin Luther King's killing, standing in sharper relief, might have made some terrible symbolic sense, like Lincoln's: a singular bloody sacrifice exacted as the price for our transformation into a different and better country. President Kennedy's killing gave us nothing in the way of symbolism; it imposed only shame. Dec. 7, 1941, and Sept. 11, 2001, made Americans feel personally vulnerable, forced them into empathetic identification with people like themselves who went down with the Arizona or fell from the twin towers. The death of Kennedy, a man whose power and glamour rendered him quite unlike us, made Americans feel more like the perpetrator than the victim. An addled, angry, but otherwise ordinary man murdered the president; two days later, compounding the sense of shame, another addled, angry, but otherwise ordinary man killed any chance for us to feel clear about what had been perpetrated in Dealey Plaza. Those who will gather at conferences and flood Internet newsgroups this weekend to insist upon a conspiracy in Kennedy's murder often say that they are crusading to make their fellow citizens face the truth that their president was killed by rogue elements of their own government. And yet, it can be said that those who accept the overwhelming evidence of Oswald's lone guilt (a distinct minority) are trying to accept an even more daunting truth: that the world is sometimes convulsed by hapless men in fortuitious circumstances. It is more frightening, not less, to think that a figure like Kennedy can be murdered by a 24-year-old warehouse clerk, as opposed to, say, the C.I.A. Oswald spent part of Nov. 21, 1963, playing with the 2-year-old son of his host in suburban Dallas. The child's parents were separated, and Oswald thought that the boy, the same age as John F. Kennedy Jr., needed more fatherly attention. Some would cite this tenderness, and its lack of logical consistency with the next day's killing, as exculpatory. In fact, the incident evinces only the mysteries of the human personality operating inside fate. There are, of course, conspiracies in American life: Watergate was one; Enron seems to be another. And conspiracy theories have oozed through the history of the republic from the days of anti-Masonry onward. But it was Kennedy's murder, coupled with Oswald's, that left our era more inclined to reach for conspiracy as the explanation for certain events — from Roswell to the moon landing to Whitewater — that we cannot understand, or for some reason wish to believe never happened, or inflate with a significance they cannot possess. Few recent political pronouncements have been more depressing than Senator Edward Kennedy's declaration that the Iraq war was "a fraud" that had been "made up in Texas." Even opponents of the war must have winced at the remark's inescapable echoes. Had President Kennedy's killer somehow listened to the better angels of his nature and retracted his rifle, unfired, back through the sixth-floor window of the Texas School Book Depository, he would probably have gone on to perform some other act of violence — just as he had tried, seven months before, to kill Gen. Edwin Walker. And yet, one likes to imagine Lee Harvey Oswald freed from the role fate picked out for him. One can picture him at 30 years of age, around the time of the Weathermen and Kent State. Oswald would already be quite bald, and surly with bafflement over both the New Left and the increasing independence of his Americanized wife. He had always been very much the son of his paranoid mother — she once told an interviewer that her son had been selected to perform, for "security reasons," a "mercy killing" of Kennedy. Were he around today, still only 64, Oswald would, I feel sure, be a spirited peddler of conspiracy theories involving everything from Waco to Halliburton. But he would be finding fewer takers for them, in large part for his not having done what in reality he did do, almost certainly alone, 40 years ago tomorrow. Thomas Mallon is author of ``Mrs. Paine's Garage and the Murder of John F. Kennedy.''

Thanks for the head's up, I useually only listen to WKCR in the car and I've been working at home since Wed. I did notice they're also having an African music festival over Thanksgiving holiday.