Check out this thread from JC

[Big Al]

(St)ann Coulter?

[Christiern]

I still fail to see the point of bringing this here.

Had there been no response here, Jim, I could see your point, but 115 and counting?

[Chuck Nessa]

We all pay close attention to "car wrecks" but we ain't proud of it.

[Face of the Bass]

We all pay close attention to "car wrecks" but we ain't proud of it.

It's pretty funny, actually. A thread about a thread. The Jazzcorner thread is pushing 500 posts, this one is pushing 100+...let it never be said that Stanley Crouch fails to draw a crowd.

[Larry Kart]

"Car wrecks," exactly. And I share Jim's apprehension that (to use a pompous phrase, but it's the only one I can think of) the tone of discourse at work on that JC thread will somehow inadvertently infect this place. At times you can almost feel it happening, as when that "uppity" thing flew over the transom. It's like part of your brain starts to fry.

[fasstrack]

it's interesting how since the Major Man himself split for the bunker or Fortress of Solitude everyone is contenting themselves with the sideshow. Who cares? I wanna piece of Stanley. I don't mean Kowalski, people....

I would like to know what makes him tick, examine his innards and see what's there. It may be that he's a sensitive soul who wants to uplift us after all, a true Millsian altruist, no buffoon, humble as a true Christrian (as opposed to a true Christiern) and the rest is an incredibly effective act.

Count De Monay.....

Edited July 14, 2006 by fasstrack

[jon abbey]

it's interesting how since the Major Man himself split for the bunker or Fortress of Solitude everyone is contenting themselves with the sideshow. Who cares? I wanna piece of Stanley. I don't mean Kowalski, people....

I don't think you really do. if you did, you'd post there periodically, continually egging him on until he re-emerged. as it is, you posted once and withdrew the bulk of it when you messed it up in editing. if you actually want a piece of him, go and get it.

Edited July 14, 2006 by jon abbey

[fasstrack]

it's interesting how since the Major Man himself split for the bunker or Fortress of Solitude everyone is contenting themselves with the sideshow. Who cares? I wanna piece of Stanley. I don't mean Kowalski, people....

I don't think you really do. if you did, you'd post there periodically, continually egging him on until he re-emerged. as it is, you posted once and withdrew the bulk of it when you messed it up in editing. if you actually want a piece of him, go and get it.

Right. And you'll hold my coat, I guess. So good of you to be concerned about my welfare, Internet habits, and to know the inner workings of my brain so intimately. FYI I didn't withdraw anything. Somehow the thing got cut into 1/4 when I corrected it for spelling. Not that I owe you an explanation. I mean, have we met, dude?

See what I mean? This is turning into a sideshow here now. And I'm gonna end my part in it. People bickering here about what supposedly went on there. Brilliant.

Jim, and the rest, I hear you. If you don't want this here I won't bring it here. I was having a little fun. But I would love to dress down that stuffed shirt. He'll get his either way. It's really not my problem.

Edited July 14, 2006 by fasstrack

[jon abbey]

no, we haven't met, and no one's bickering. I'm just saying you keep talking about wanting a piece of the guy, just go do it.

[jon abbey]

I mean, honestly, is it that difficult to reconstruct a post you just wrote five minutes before?

[fasstrack]

Update: post 7,000 (OK, I exaggerate, but only a little) and still one Stanley Crouch MIA. MF's harder to smoke out than Osama Bin Laden.

I guess one's illusions are a grand hiding place.....

[Aggie87]

I don't think he's a regular reader of that board. Or any jazz bb for that matter. I could be wrong, but I think you're wasting your time if you think he'll come back and engage you personally.

[fasstrack]

I don't think he's a regular reader of that board. Or any jazz bb for that matter. I could be wrong, but I think you're wasting your time if you think he'll come back and engage you personally.

I love wasting time. If I didn't I'd be a MF player/composer with international acclaim, hot-and-cold running women, 15 CDs and counting and 4 Grammies who never even thinks about shit like this, instead of the fool I am who makes the Internet his personal Eugene O'Neill novel.

And this just in: if my grandmother had wheels she'd be a trolley....

[JSngry]

If my grandmother had wheels, her casket would be drivable.

[kenny weir]

Check it out - another Very Excellent Post by Stanley!

[Dan Gould]

Check it out - another Very Excellent Post by Stanley!

Stanley's Latest

[fasstrack]

I (among other Minor Men) flushed the quarry out. He spelled my name right, too.

I think I went too far in responding to old Stanley and apologized. When we call people out or call them names we're really doing it to ourselves. I'm not sure whether I find that observation about this race of knuckleheads sad or funny. Tragicomic, I guess.

[connoisseur series500]

When we call people out or call them names we're really doing it to ourselves.

What a brilliant yet simple observation!

[7/4]

I (among other Minor Men) flushed the quarry out. He spelled my name right, too.

I think I went too far in responding to old Stanley and apologized. When we call people out or call them names we're really doing it to ourselves. I'm not sure whether I find that observation about this race of knuckleheads sad or funny. Tragicomic, I guess.

It all just reminds me that I wouldn't give old Stanley the fucking time of day. If he sat next to me at the bar, I'd grab my drink and sit in the next room.

[Christiern]

...and he puffed and puffed and puffed.

That ego seems to grow with every embarrassing post. What a colossal jerk Stanley turned out to be!

[fasstrack]

I (among other Minor Men) flushed the quarry out. He spelled my name right, too.

I think I went too far in responding to old Stanley and apologized. When we call people out or call them names we're really doing it to ourselves. I'm not sure whether I find that observation about this race of knuckleheads sad or funny. Tragicomic, I guess.

It all just reminds me that I wouldn't give old Stanley the fucking time of day. If he sat next to me at the bar, I'd grab my drink and sit in the next room.

I don't know, man. Maybe it's my penchant for self-criticism or guilt, and I wouldn't tell you how to live---but I think it's easier to call other people out than look in the mirror. It's even easier to talk shit than play good, as is evidenced by all the wanking opinionating (including my own dumbass chimings in) on the Intraweb.

Besides, the fact that we're all giving Stanley the time of day is proof positive that, like it or not, he gets under our skin. That makes him the winner at this game and a master puppeteer.

Edited July 20, 2006 by fasstrack

[fasstrack]

When we call people out or call them names we're really doing it to ourselves.

What a brilliant yet simple observation!

Now if only I put it into action.......

[JSngry]

Stanley seems like the kind of guy who enjoys trying to make other guys squeal like a pig.

[Larry Kart]

I may have mentioned this before, but my only in-person encounter with Stanley, aside from a weird phone call from him in which he tried to get me to agree that Lester Bowie was a charlatan, then rang off abruptly when I said that I didn't think so at all, was at the Village Vanguard back in the mid-1980s, on the night Thad Jones the then-new director of the Basie band had made his debut in that role. (I was in town to interview Jones on that occasion, and it proved to be one heck of a long strange funny evening, but that's a story I eventually hope to tell in full, along with other similar ones, within the pages of a book.) In any case, Kenny Burrell was at the Vanguard, Thad wanted to see his old Detroit buddy, so we went. Between sets, Burrell spotted Thad, his face lit up and he began to make his way to Thad's table, but he was intercepted by Stanley, who avidly embraced Burrell and began to shower him with loud, grandiloquent praise while he continued to held Kenny in a vise-like hug -- all of this, it seemed clear to me, designed to proclaim to all present, as though his goal were to assemble a living billboard, that Stanley was on the most of intimate terms with the likes of Burrell. Certainly, Stanley's words of praise were pitched at a level that brought the ears of just about everyone in the room into play. Kenny, I believe, found this scene annoying and embarrassing; I know for sure that Thad and some others at our table (among them Tommy Flanagan) did.

[7/4]

I (among other Minor Men) flushed the quarry out. He spelled my name right, too.

I think I went too far in responding to old Stanley and apologized. When we call people out or call them names we're really doing it to ourselves. I'm not sure whether I find that observation about this race of knuckleheads sad or funny. Tragicomic, I guess.

It all just reminds me that I wouldn't give old Stanley the fucking time of day. If he sat next to me at the bar, I'd grab my drink and sit in the next room.

I don't know, man. Maybe it's my penchant for self-criticism or guilt, and I wouldn't tell you how to live---but I think it's easier to call other people out than look in the mirror. It's even easier to talk shit than play good, as is evidenced by all the wanking opinionating (including my own dumbass chimings in) on the Intraweb.

Besides, the fact that we're all giving Stanley the time of day is proof positive that, like it or not, he gets under our skin. That makes him the winner at this game and a master puppeteer.

Nah..he just gets on my nerves. I look in the mirror all the time, but this isn't about me.