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If BRAXTON is indeed a conceptualist, big part of his disco is made of "free improv" records. Most of his meetings in duets with people like PARKER, ROACH (TWO IN ONE - ONE IN TWO, certainly), GRAEWE, ROBAIR (on three cuts at least) and the disc under review are freely improvised. So, it seems to me that it's a bit difficult to speak about BRAXTON's "aversion to totally free improvisation" when you kown that he likes very much than to find himself in that context (i.e COMPANY) and as have prooved it in many meetings with many free european improvisers who has never been publish on record (like the one one with FRED VAN HOVE, among other, that I witness thirty years ago in Belgium).

So, I'm sorry that I missread you. "Label" means "Label Record" for me. Put this on the fact that I'm not much fluent in english. As you has guess not my native langage.

The CD label. What is the problem with the CD label? The CD label should have been INCUS, is that what you try to say? It must be a joke, NATE. BAILEY has never try to reissue this one on INCUS like a tone of others records. Bailey did have no coherent politic about INCUS reedition. Didn't care. But, sometime, without explanation or coherence, he has given some of his own records under license to obscure label ("AIDA" on DEXTER'S CIGAR is the best exemple). In fact he had no politic at all, what pisses off more than one person, something that I can very much understand.

JASON MORAN TRIO, followed by WAYNE SHORTER QUARTET in few hours. Yesterday, it was ROBERT GLASPER TRIO (bouaf), KRIS DEFOORT QUARTET with MARK TURNER & JIM BLACK (very interesting) and JOHN ZORN'S MASADA, the true one, I mean the accoustic one (volatil and wonderfull, best concert I've ever seen from the quartet)

And by the way, PARKER has done the booklet of the CD in a manner who permis "Enthusiasts of original artwork should refold the booklets to show the design for the LP by Avril Hodges incorporating a collage by Alan Johnston." Choose your side, brothers ans sisters, choose your side.

Huh? "The debate rage"? There is FOUR peoples speaking to each other, trying to decide if it was legit for EVAN PARKER to take full credit for TTOTL. I could call that, at the best, a friendly discussion, but a DEBATE? Seems everybody agreed with each other. The palm goes to WARBURTON who has decided that when NATE's review will be published, FULL credit will be given to each members (PARKER, BAILEY, BENNINK) as equal. Whao! What an act of courage! The guy knows to take his responsabilties, really (ouarf).

I find this article completely DUMB. I don't mind what ZIDANE has done. This incident has, at least, taken from his shoulders the stupid and terrible burden of a SAINT that the media has built around him during this World Cup (before that, nobodys, even in his own country, where part of the supporters of the FRENCH team wanted him out of the team, didn't care about the man anymore). The guy has a dark side. GREAT, as least that means that he is a human being. A TRUE one with his contradictions, his pontaneous and unforeseeable reactions, his bad and good decisions. Now, he can join the club of the dark angels of football alonside with BEST who drank himself to death, CRUYFF who refuses to play for his country in Argentina because it was against his political option, MARADONA who nearly kills himself because of drugs abused or CANTONA who kungfued a racist spectator when sent off during a match. A better bunch to be with than these ICONISH and, oh! so clean figures (PELE, BECKENBAUEUR, PLATINI, all bussiness man SO respectable) that media praise and who are the official FACES of the legend of the football. If football is violent, it's because life is violent, than the world is at war and blood is all over the six o'clock news. Media and "moral" authorities should deal with that before pointing a finger about a football match incident who'll never stop children and innocent to died in Israel, in Palestine, in Liban, in Irak, in Aghanistan, in Africa. Or in our suburb. I remember a journalism from the french newspaper LIBERATION telling me some years ago than he has witness often children soldiers in LIBERYA playing FOOTBALL with the heads of people they just killed and behaded minutes before. CHILDREN playing FOOTBALL with the heads of dead people who was children soldier like them, women or men who could have been mother or father to them. Now, than ZIDANE has hit MATERAZZI for whatever reason, good or bad, seems like a big NOTHING in front of this reality. Oh, yes, I forget that was a BAD exemple to give to kids all over the WORLD. To wich kids, by the way?

Thank you, INDESTRUCTIBLE for your compliment (if it was really sincere). But this is far to be awesome. I can barely write in ENGLISH and I just try to translate what I wrote for an another board (a FRENCH one where I write in FRENCH, of course). As I couldn't translet it correctly, I've been oblige to live a part of this little thing out. But, nevetheless, thanks again.

Lippi: "Listen Marco, don't try to tackle or beat openly Zidane as you usually do with your opponent, okay?. Because, soon or later, you'll be send off, Marco. The best thing to do with that bloody muslim, his to pull his shirt from start to end and hit his unkle as much as you can. And, most of all, you MUST insult him all the time. But with lot of calm, Marco, more like you're speaking to yourself than to him, you get the picture? I know the guy, I've been his coach for for five too long years. Believe me, he'll crack down at one time or another. In particular if you put the word "sister" or, even better, "mother" in every of your insult, son." Materazzi: "I can't do that coach. I'd rather break his leg than insult his mother. You know that. I can't insult somebody by using the name of his mother. I really can't do that coach!" Lippi: "Don't be stupid, Marco. You have to do it for your squad, for your country. If you succeed to get him send out, France will collapse, Marco. And the World Cup will be ours. Do you understand what it means to be CHAMPION OF THE WORLD, son ?" Materazzi: "Please coach, not about his mother. I like all mothers. Mothers is sacred to me, coach. You know that I can't do that (Materazzi starts to cry.) Lippi: "Listen Marco. You're in the team because I'VE CHOOSE YOU TO BE IN. Your true mother IT'S ME, MARCO. I'm the mother and the father of every ITALIAN PLAYERS who's in that team, Marco, do you understand? Let me tell you something else, Marco. If you don't do what I've ask you, my son, I mean my REAL son, will get you quick out of INTER. Do you want to be transfered to JUVENTUS Marco? And play fduring two or three years in B or C seria with that bastard french Deschamp as coach? With a salary cut by four? Materazzi: "No coach, not that, not with Deschamp. And I need the money coach. I really do. Please... All rigth, I'll do like you say coach (Materazzi crossed himself many times, tears flow from his eyes)." Lippi: "Good, very good, my boy. This is how I like you. Now you're going to learn by heart a sentence that I want you to tell him near the end of the game, Marco. Listen carrefully, son..." Lippi whispers some words in the ear of Materazzi who have stop to cry and listen now carrefully. Lippi: "Okay? Get It? If we win this World Cup, maybe I can ask my son to help you to double you salary to. After all, you'll be an hero, you 'll be CHAMPION OF THE WORLD, Marco! No one can refused something to a player who just win the World Cup for Italia, Nobody. And you'll stay in the national team as long as I'm the coach, son." Lippi moves away, speaking to himself: "Now, I'm going to say to every media that Zidane is the World best player I've seen since, I don't no, since ever... Yes, this what I am going to say to everybody: Zidane is the best player, ever." Lippi lights his first cigar of the day. " And I'll resigned immediately after the Cup, especially if we have win it. One thing that I don't want to see, anymore, is the rat face of that son of a bitch again. That Materazzi gives me the creeps everytime I see him play. After all, I'm an esthete. The real "zen maestro" of the world, it's me, not that French muslim. They are going to see what looks like REALLY, their so-called "World's coolest man" when push to his limit." After have taken some puff from his cigar, Lippi walks rigth into the room of Cannavaro.

You never know what will happen. I think that it will be (in term of football quality) THE match of the tournament. Only tiredness could be the ennemy of that.

None, I think. He will be replace by TREZEGUET for the fifty/ twenty last minutes, TREZEGUET who never play better than when he fronts the ITALIAN team.

Ouf, ouf, ouf. Not a "pretty" match for sure. Two reasons, I think, first the two team was tired. Both team had much older players than ITALY or GERMANY, particularly FRANCE. The second was, in both side, the fear of a yellow cards and you could see that in the way many players behave in this match. ZIDANE didn't try to keep the ball to long, same for VIEIRA, the same for FIGO and so on. Every match that FRANCE played has his great man (forget about the two first). VIEIRA was the man against TOGO, VIEIRA, again, and MAKELELE against SPAIN, ZIDANE in front of BRAZIL. This time it was THURAM who made an incredible match (on the BBC, Martin O'Neil was amazed by his performance at nearly 35 years old). FRANCE wasn't, for this match, in the position who is the best for them in this tournament, I mean NOT BEING THE FAVORITE. To not be the favorite give spirit and a sens of "nothing to loose" to the team in front SPAIN and BRAZIL. But here, they was officially THE favorite. Supporters and neutral people was waiting for a win from FRANCE and an amazing game from ZIDANE, all things who was impossible from a psychological (and certainly physicall) point of view. For the first time, in this tournament, the FRENCH team had, in the contrary, "EVERYTHING TO LOOSE" in this game. So much to loose that some time in the second half, they give the impression that they REFUSE TO PLAY. That wasn't pretty for sure. But that's soccer/football whatsoever. But for the final, everything will change: ITALY will be the LOGICAL favorite and FRANCE will find back their favorite place: be the outsider again (if you look most of the bookmaker, it's already that way. So, the spirit will be completely different for the game and, maybe, the match'll be will be worth to watch, on Sunday. Hope anyway, than the french will be less tired for the final game. PS: The way ZIDANE takes the PK was truly amazing. He was only one step from the ball and he has shoot EXACTLY where he shoots all his penalties since he kicks them. On the right of the keeper. He just makes variation on the level of the ball, nothing else. RICARDO knows EXACTLY where the ball was going. But he couldn't do NOTHING. By the way, the BBC have shown some ugly sequence from PAREIRA after the end of the match where we could saw him screaming to the three referees heavily. The man seems to have totally lost his control (I supposed he was mad that RONALDO didn't get any PK, not even a yellow card, from the referee for his diving's show?) His somebody can read on his lips, maybe, and tell us what was his words?

Yes, you're rigth but his header was so poorly executed (misses the target by a miles) that I have difficulties to count that as a goal chance. Didn't notice that KLOSE was hurt from the beginning or had any kind of trouble. But he surely had a poor match. Like I say, BALLACK is a mistery for me. I've NEVER seen him had a great game. Or, to put it differently, if he had some, I've never witness them.

ITALIA was the best team (even if they didn't play with two forwards before the extra time.) GERMANY never gives me the impression that they could score (at one exception but BUFFON has shown who he was). The statistics shows, by excemple, that KLOSE did'nt fire a SINGLE shoot to the goal. PODOLSKY had one possibility but BUFFON prooved why he is the best keeper in the world for the last six years or so. The tactic that the GERMAN used was the same in every match: going in percussion in the CENTRAL defense of their opponents. You can't score that way with ITALY. GERMANY didn't makes any crosse of a little significance. Nobody plays on the side (expect ODONKOR but it was already too late when he enters the game). Personnaly I've enjoy the game. Not the greatest match I've seen in this tournament but a very attractive one. One thing puzzled me, aniway. It was the performance of BALLACK who have play, sorry if you belongs to his admirers, a poor WC all together. I've never been convinced that he had the great talent that somme people find in him. So, I'm surprised that MADRID then CHELSEA wanted him so baddly. One more time, the guy has lived no impression on me what so ever..

A great game is A GREAT GAME. Doesn't lay on the system. BRAZIL attacks all the time, last night but they didn't play A GREAT GAME.

I don't know what the terme POLITICS cames to do, here. The GERMAN has play a trick to get gthis WC. Period. And by the way, I WRITE WHAT I WANT WHERE I WANT. This fact is A COMPLETE part of this WC. I've no sympaty for the GERMAN team what so ever. I don't find that they play a "pretty" football. They attack, yes but I've don't seen much creativity. Attack doesn't always means great football What I've seen doesn't seduce me particularly. They play at home, it's an advantage that every team who plays at home are the beneficiary. They have reache the semis what is enough good for me. So I'll rephrase my feeling for this evening game: GO ITALIA, GO!!! So, it's okay like that?

All the contrary, here, my KING. In my view, what the football/ soccer's world doesn't NEED today is another GERMAN victory, deserved or not. Maybe some of you has already forget HOW the german got the organisation of this cup who, normally, should have been organised by SOUTH-AFRICA. So, sorry but I'm rooted for the three other teams, what so ever. FRANCE first, of course, but ITALIA also and, yes, yes, PORTUGAL if it is that team who reach the final (what I'm not specially hopping).

I'm obliged to aggreed with you one hundred per cent even if the possibility for the ref. to make any kind of intervention has ended with the match. It was the work of the police at that moment (fight(s) between people in public place.) What the referee, the officials, the FIFA observers, etc. can do is giving penalties (after inquires who can take a "certain time") to some players and officials from both team and to both team themselfves (look what happen to the Turks after the fight with the Swiss in the qualifying round for the WC.) It would not be impossible to imagine than ARGENTINA will get some heavy penalties (oblige to play its qualifying games for the next WC away from home, by exemple) if we wasn't confronting to THIS FIFA, to whom the financial aspect of any kind of problem they encountered comme first and "justice" very much in second. So, not much will happen here even if it was a WORLD disgrace.

Do it as CDR when people ask for a copy. Sell it cheaper but with the true art work.

Sorry CHUCK but, for this ears, TOO MANY SALTY SWIFT is the best of this band and one of the very finest CECIL TAYLOR records. The fact that people doesn't get it tells more about them than about the music. TOO MANY, in his new edition, is the sole record of TAYLOR to give you the EXACT picture of what was a concert of CT at this time. One of the greatest live recording I've EVER heard.

I'm very worried about that to. Not so much for ZIDANE. Like everybody he can do bad fault (and not specially clever one) but he can behave himself better than anyone in the field when, he MUST do it. Of course, the possible provocation from PORTUGAL's players, the traditionnal diving that do EVERY players since a quater of century now, is something that can trick any refeere about any player. I'm more afraid about the back. Imagine than SAGNOL, THURAM, VIEIRA or MAKELELE get a yellow and bye bye FRANCE. Even if they qualified (who's far to be done, even if I'm quoite confident), you don't rebuilt a defense with players who has ZERO minutes play in the legs (CHIMBONDA, BOUMSONG) or les than a handfull of minutes (DIARRA, DORHASOO) to front the FINAL GAME. And, without them, aniway, it will not be the team that we've liked to watch during the two last games. As PORTUGAL is concern, I'm not so negative about the way they behave, anyway. NEDERLAND has started the brutal playing (the treament that the "Little Pisser" receive after seven minutes of playing. Against ENGLAND who will never makes it as it seems, they plaid very borderline, but IMO, "The little Pisser" (who shot a masterfull PK, by the way) was less annoying than his friend, from "MU", the terrible Mr ROONEY who is full of blood and nerves but who have to learn fast and deep that he can't BEHAVE the way he does when playing at this level. Never think, by the way, than ERIKSSON was a good choice to lead this team. And to lead it so long. I'm afraid that the trainer they choose as succesor, is not the guy who can bring an answer to the sole and only question that he should solve: why a team full of great players like ENGLAND disbanded so tragically everytime that they must really GOING ON and SHOWs WHO THEY ARE.

A lyrical view about Zidane from The Guardian (UK): "He walked off the pitch with a wink. While the younger ones cavorted in front of the blue corner, Zinedine Zidane took himself away from the limelight. He embraced a few desolate Brazilians, saluted some unused substitutes, stood back from the party and took his leave. It is always best to watch the quiet ones. France began this tournament saddled with worries about the ageing legs at the heart of their team, but they have changed their tune. Allez les vieux. The capacity to inspire beats on inside Zidane. The games might be running out, but there is a first time for everything. One of the enduring curiosities of the France team - the sheer oddness of a statistic that told of 54 games when Zidane and Thierry Henry played together for France without the master creator setting up the master marksman a single time - was obliterated. Zidane, just as he did in his finest hour, welcomed the opportunity to shatter Brazil. He stood over a set piece on the flank, measuring the moment. He stroked over a free-kick, the ball dipped perfectly to bypass the bewildered Brazil defence and land in front of Henry's right boot. Merci, mon ami. About time too. While Henry ran off into goalscoring glory, followed by the majority of his team-mates, the old maestro smiled to himself. Patrick Vieira, his vice captain, ran over to engulf him. The legend lives on and on. How could he have had an ordinary game here? How could he bow out just after reminding us of his wonders with that vintage goal against Spain? How could he not have illuminated this occasion with flashes of the sumptuous talent that has made him probably the greatest player of his generation. A genuine maestro. 'Zizou president' - on the night of 12 July 1998, those two words filled the night air like fireworks. And in a funny way, Zizou's disciples really believed what they were singing. Zidane, the son of Algerian immigrants, the child of the Marseille banlieue come good, the man whose humility made him the most introverted kind of hero imaginable, he didn't just unite football fans. He united France. It was inevitable there would be so many flashbacks here. France versus Brazil, with Zidane and Ronaldo on the pitch, it was impossible not to reflect on the drama that entwined these two players - the best of their generation - eight years ago. They shared a private joke in front of thousands of prying eyes here in Frankfurt in the seconds before kick-off. Beaming at one another with silly grins from opposing sides of the centre circle, they would be the best of enemies for one more night. It was first blood to Zidane, who rolled the ball, pirouetted and surged away. A classic move. The French fans roared their approval. He emulated it just before half time with another example of ageless craft. Zidane made difficult control look easy and then had the imagination to conjure a pass that sent Patrick Vieira hurtling towards goal. For a man whose gait is a little ungainly, he has always possessed such delicacy of touch, such deft balance. It seems effortless, and yet evidently not entirely so. Sweat always drips off him like Amazonian rainfall. There will be time ahead to reflect on the snapshots of a gilt-edged career. He will remember the day he began making strides as a teenager with Cannes, taking his first wage packet of £500 and handing it straight over to his parents. On his first appearance along the coast in his home town, at the Stade Velodrome, he helped the underdogs of Cannes inflict a rare defeat on the Olympique Marseille team managed by none other than Franz Beckenbauer. He will remember becoming a Galactico, unveiled at the Bernabeu as the most expensive player of all time - the £49 million fee a record that still stands. And repaying some of that with a gaspingly poetic volley to win the European Cup in the white of Real Madrid at Hampden Park. He will remember les Bleus. The full spectrum of emotions. Thigh strapped and legs shackled, he was part of the abomination that was France's World Cup exit from the 2002 World Cup. Two years before that he was a great player playing out of his skin in a team designed around his brilliance. He was the arch trickster. He was the team's metronome. He was zen master. He was the man. Watching him keep yogic calm at the penalty spot while Portugal virtually started a riot around him was to witness a man entirely at one with his chosen art. Of course he scored. Above all, he will remember the summer of 1998. Throughout the tournament his face covered the side of a building overlooking Marseille's port along the Corniche. By the end, that familiar gaze illuminated the Arc de Triomphe after two soaring headers to propel France to their only World Cup. So far. And for that he will always be Zizou President. In 1998 he was sent off for a vicious, reckless stamp in a match when France were cantering past Saudi Arabia. Genius always comes with a dark side. We will remember the good times. We thought they were all over. They aren't just yet." Amy Lawrence is an Observer football writer

Yeah, sure. In 1998 too, the FRENCH has bought their victory. BRAZILIAN are greedy as hell as you know all and french are master when it comes to corrupt the other teams. Wonder how much they paid the SPANIARDS, this days? Your commentary is just a gossip from a gossip man (you) and the couple who "went" to you, if not comming from your imagination, is just like you. Aniway, if you have watch the number nine yellow jersey exclusivly, not surprising that you've seen a bad match. You should have watch the number ten white jersey, instead. You may have seen another match. I mean the good one. So, conclusion. Surprise! Your FWIW worth nothing.

MAKELELE is one of the great midfielder of the history of the soccer. I don't think so, aniway, than ZIDANE would be "a shadow of himself" if the little man wasn't backing him. But, true, the pairing of the two is something special. When you think than REAL MADRID has let him go because they didn't want to raise his salary to the level of the top players of the team... They never win much after his departure and nothing on the european scene anymore. Aniway, the great man of the french team is not for me MAKELELE or the mesmerizing ZIDANE but the one and alone VIEIRA. He has kept alive the team when they nearly drown in front of SWITZERLAND and COREA. Win the match all by himself when fighting TOGO. Organised the play against SPAIN et was the TRUE leader of the backs when fronting BRAZIL. Playing the role of the libero IN FRONT of his backs, closing back every door possible when a "jogador" from BRAZIL try to open it.. In this tournement, VIEIRA is a MONSTER. You could feel than ARSENE WENGER, who plays consultant for the FRENCH TV when FRANCE is playing, is still full of regret to have not been able to keep his midfielder at ARSENAL, a year ago.

And, by the way, THEY HAVE DO IT!!!!!!