Two For The Price Of One

Two of my absolute favorite jazz trumpet players of all time are Freddie Hubbard and Woody Shaw.  I can listen to them for hours on end and never get tired of their playing.  In 1985, they teamed up for an album on the Blue Note label entitled Double Take. If I had a nickel for... Continue Reading →

To Thine Own Self Be True

“I don’t know that we owe God or nature a death, but nature will collect anyway, and we certainly owe mediocrity nothing, whatever collectivity it purports to advance or at least represent.” Harold Bloom, How to Read and Why In my last post entitled “Dr. Eliot’s Five Foot Shelf”, I proposed a solution to the... Continue Reading →

Dr Eliot’s’ Five Foot Shelf

I came of age as a bright-eyed student in the middle of another flare up of the canon wars.  Not “cannon”, as in the large gunpowder piece of artillery that shoots steel balls between pirate ships.  Not “Canon” the camera company, in some sort of field battle where photography equipment is launched across a field... Continue Reading →

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