Very sad to note the passing of Dave Brubeck.
Posted: December 5, 2012 Filed under: The parting glass | Tags: music 1 Comment
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“For as long as I’ve been playing jazz, people have been trying to pigeonhole me. Frankly, labels bore me.” – Dave Brubeck
I hear you’re mad about Brubeck/
I like your eyes, I like him too/
He’s an artist, a pioneer/
We’ve got to have some music on the new frontier.
– Donald Fagan, “New Frontier”“If you own two and only two jazz albums, I’ll wager they’re Miles Davis’ ‘Kind of Blue’ and the Dave Brubeck Quartet’s ‘Time Out.’ This says a lot about your taste. Namely, that it’s good.” – Jed Gottlieb, Boston Herald
I own a lot more than two, but those two are among them.
Dave Brubeck passed away this morning from heart failure. He was 91, and would have turned 92 tomorrow.
My dad loved all kinds of music, and “Time Out” was one of the few record albums he would sit down and listen to, focus his attention on, time and again.
“Time Out” was released in 1959. Critics hated it at the time. Goes to show what critics know. To paraphrase Oscar Wilde: the critic is one who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.
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Paul Wellstone died ten years ago today.
Posted: October 25, 2012 Filed under: The parting glass | Tags: heroes, integrity, stand for something 1 Comment
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I was living and working in Georgia. A good friend sent me an email at my office, telling me that Wellstone’s plane had gone down. I tried to call my then-wife at home to fill her in. There was no answer. But as I hung up the phone and turned around, there she stood in tears at my office door.
C-SPAN broadcast the memorial service live. A lot of tears at my house that evening.
Less than two weeks later I voted for the first time in Georgia. I wore my Wellstone ’90 button as a tribute. The polling place was crowded. As I finished voting and headed through the crowd to the door, a woman caught a glimpse of my button. She scowled at me and said, “Don’t let the door hit y’all on the way out.”
“No ma’am,” I replied with a grin, “I surely won’t.”
Years earlier I worked in the office building that Paul’s Minnesota headquarters was in. One day I headed to the deli in the building to grab lunch. In line right ahead of me… Paul Wellstone. He turned around, grinned, and extended his hand. “Hi, I’m Paul.”
“Yeah,” I gushed like a fanboy as I shook his hand. “I know.”
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Went to Mabou today.
Posted: October 5, 2012 Filed under: Rockin' the 902, The parting glass | Tags: Atlantic Canada Leave a comment
Went to the funeral today for Raylene Rankin.
Beautiful day outside. Standing room only. Amazing music. Not a dry eye in the house.
I never met Raylene, but was proud to pay my respects.
Naturally I didn’t take pics during the service or the reception. These will have to do.
The Red Shoe Pub is right across the street from the reception hall. Had lunch there.
All pics from me.
They played the studio version of this song before the service began. I love her voice.
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Very, very sad to note the passing of Raylene Rankin.
Posted: September 30, 2012 Filed under: The parting glass | Tags: Atlantic Canada, music 1 Comment
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She passed away from cancer at age 52.
Way too young. I loved her voice and her spirit.
Very, very sad.
“I’m at a place now where I guess I’m just content, I accept the roads I’ve taken and the roads not taken. And what I’ve come away from the whole experience with is an appreciation of all those things , all those gifts that have been given to me. My husband, my son, my family, my very good friends, the career that I’ve had that I sort of fell into, just little things like the first crocuses of the spring, the spring light which is different than winter light. All those things I see as little diamonds.” – Raylene Rankin
When we arrived on Gillis Mountain
You could see for miles in the light
The whitecaps on the sea of blue
Sparkled like diamonds in the night
They sparkled like diamonds in the night
Raylene Rankin
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When the waves roll on over the waters
And the ocean cries
We look to our sons and daughters
To explain our lives
As if a child could tell us whyThat as sure as the sunrise
As sure as the sea
As sure as the wind in the trees
We rise again in the faces of our children
We rise again in the voices of our song
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean
And then we rise againWhen the light goes dark with the forces of creation
Across a stormy sky
We look to reincarnation
To explain our lives
As if a child could tell us whyThat as sure as the sunrise
As sure as the sea
As sure as the wind in the trees
We rise again in the faces of our children
We rise again in the voices of our song
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean
And then we rise againWe rise again in the faces of our children
We rise again in the voices of our song
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean
And then we rise again
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Sad to note the passing of Andy Williams.
Posted: September 26, 2012 Filed under: The parting glass | Tags: music, television Leave a comment
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One of my mom’s favorites. One of everyone’s mom’s favorites, back in the 60s.
From USA Today:
Williams passed away Tuesday after a year-long battle with bladder cancer. He was 84.
Williams, who was one of the most popular vocalists of the 1960s as well as an avid golfer, died at home in Branson, Mo., where he owns the Moon River Theatre. Moon River — by Johnny Mercer and Henry Mancini — was one of Williams’ signature songs. On Twitter, fans are saying farewell to our “huckleberry friend.”
Williams was also well-known in the 1970s and ’80s for his Christmas television specials. Known for his affable, easy-going personality, he hosted the Grammys, the Golden Globes and the People’s Choice Awards numerous times.
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Living Like Tom
Posted: June 30, 2012 Filed under: The parting glass | Tags: wisdom Leave a commentI learned about Munson through The Private Man’s blog. Shared his wisdom here. Very sad to note his passing.
Godspeed, Tom.
Name-Brand Ketchup. 