Over second and third cups flow matters of high finance, high state, common gossip and low comedy. [Coffee] is a social binder, a warmer of tongues, a soberer of minds, a stimulant of wit, a foiler of sleep if you want it so. From roadside mugs to the classic demi-tasse, it is the perfect democrat.
Jeff Beck and Rhonda Smith on bass.
The morning cup of coffee has an exhilaration about it which the cheering influence of the afternoon or evening cup of tea cannot be expected to reproduce.
Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr., “Over the Teacups,” 1891
The only thing that will redeem mankind is cooperation.
And man created the plastic bag and the tin and aluminum can and the cellophane wrapper and the paper plate, and this was good because Man could then take his automobile and buy all his food in one place and He could save that which was good to eat in the refrigerator and throw away that which had no further use. And soon the earth was covered with plastic bags and aluminum cans and paper plates and disposable bottles and there was nowhere to sit down or walk, and Man shook his head and cried: “Look at this Godawful mess.”
Art Buchwald, 1970
The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite and builds a road into Chaos and old Night, and is followed by those who hear him with something of wild, creative delight.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Life must be understood backwards; but… it must be lived forward.
Soren Kierkegaard in Experience
Last night I discovered a new form of oral contraceptive. I asked a girl to go to bed with me and she said no.
“Because one believes in oneself , one doesn’t try to convince others. Because one is content with oneself, one doesn’t need others’ approval. Because one accepts oneself, the whole world accepts him or her.”
The first lady of scat, Ella Fitzgerald.
A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools.
You must trust your intuition–you must trust the small voice inside you which tells you exactly what to say, what to decide.
Guitar: Jeff Beck
Guitar & Vocal: Eric Clapton
Bass: Mo Foster
Drums: Simon Phillips
David Gilmour playing the piano and singing Out Of The Blue
David Gilmour on saxophone, at the Royal Albert Hall in London. 2007
I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don’t let anybody tell you different.
To some degree it matters who’s in office, but it matters more how much pressure they’re under from the public.
Live from the Orpheum Theater on Beale Street Memphis, Tennessee, August 1986
There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.
Last words are for fools who haven’t said enough.
Derek Trucks makes some interesting points on music, and President Obama.
Normally I don’t write anything about myself, but what happened to me today (2-8-12) is kind of weird. This morning I took a walk to the local store to buy some scratch tickets and play the Mass Lottery Daily Numbers Game. Before I left the house, I decided to play 542, first 3 any order for a buck, four draws, two days. In the meantime, I handed the guy a winning $100.00 ticket that I’ve been holding onto since last spring. He couldn’t pay me, as he already doled $600.00 to two different winner. So he says come back in the afternoon, and he should have it then. In the meantime, I played the number that I mentioned earlier, and I checked shortly after 1:00 pm to see if it came in, and what comes up, 6649, the last 3 digits of my birthday.
Tonight, around 8:30 checked to see what the number was, and bingo, it came in. It made me a $122.00 richer. Why I titled this post deja vu, was back on this very same date in 2003, I hit the same number, and it was also the day my late girl friend was buried, after battling cancer for three months.
Was it karma? Deja Vu? Coincidence? Or just plain luck? Oh knows…
p.s. change the the first digit of the number I mentioned above (6649) to a 2, that’s my birthday….
John Coltrane – soprano sax/tenor sax, Eric Dolphy flute and alto sax, McCoy Tyner – piano, Elvin Jones – drums, Reggie Workman – bass
Some nice black & white photography of NYC.
Piano – Dave Brubeck, Cellist – Mark Brubeck (the son), Drums – Randy Jones, Sax – Bobby Militello, Bass – Michael Moore
John Coltrane – tenor saxophone/alto saxophone, Eric Dolphy – bass clarinet, McCoy Tyner – piano, Reggie Workman – double bass, Elvin Jones – drums
I find it rather easy to portray a businessman. Being bland, rather cruel and incompetent comes naturally to me.
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Live performance the Crossroads Guitar Festival 2007.
Steve Winwood and Eric Clapton performing live at the Crossroads 2010 Guitar Festival.
Libraries are reservoirs of strength, grace and wit, reminders of order, calm and continuity, lakes of mental energy, neither warm nor cold, light nor dark… In any library in the world, I am at home, unselfconscious, still and absorbed.
A liberal is a man or a woman or a child who looks forward to a better day, a more tranquil night, and a bright, infinite future.
Leonard Bernstein, The New York Times, 30 October 1988