So - January eh? Dark mornings, thick rain, sparse cash and slim vinyl pickings in the second hand record shops. I had a heart-stopping moment when the left channel went dead on my ancient amplifier's 'phono' setting before a judicious thump to the top restored it, but was less lucky when I prized open the iPo to fix the wobbly headphone socket and triggered Apple's self-destruct mechanism, which they will of course deny exists. In other electrical news the washing machine's stopped heating the water and smells funny and the lights in the back room blew up. It's a Perfect Appliance Storm.
Actually, I'm desperate for something new on an old fashioned LP. Something warm and faintly crackly again like that last post, something to spin as the rain sets in. Computerising more of the old jazz archive is my default action in such times. Reawakening those tracks. And this is just swell; another from The Symphonic Ellington, don't you know.
Peace, as they say, out.
Duke Ellington - 'Non-Violent Integration' (1963)