Saturday, October 4, 2008

Maiden Bloggage

I now have a blog, in which I will blog on.  Within the walls of my little blog area, you, the blog reader, can expect to read blogs about such subjects as: music (performed), music (collected), food, politics, books, nature, teaching (prek/k, drums), and blah blah.  

9:30 am:
Woke up at Sang's house, had the distinct joy of catching up on a couple episodes of The Daily Show, with T Steiner.

11am:
Made moves to retrieve my car with TS.  By happenstance, stumbled upon a bevy of yard sales.  The first three bore no fruit.  Stop number four netted a super sweet, Sankyo CME 660 super 8 video recorder, ten bucks!  I've never had a camera of this nature, and am highly anticipating the birth of my movie making career.  

If you have any experience with these types of motion picture filming devices, do tell.

At our final sale destination, T ball, and I were invited into said salekeep's basement to rummage through their vinyl collection.  I did well, patched up some holes, couple a nice jazz recs:  Stones, Metamorphosis;  Kinks, Live at Kelvin Hall;  Moby Grape, Grape Jam;  Sabbath, Paranoid (I've never owned ANY Sabbath, believe it or not);  Bowie, Aladdin Sane, and some weird boot from Stolkholm, in '79;   Nancy Sinatra, Country, My Way;  Count Basie, E=MC2; Tadd Dameron, Mating Call;  Clifford Brown & Max Roach, At Basin Street;  Helen Merill, S/T;  Sonny Rollins, Three Giants;  Mingus, Moves; and J.J. Johnson, J is for Jazz, all for $2 a piece.  

While T boz was wrapping up his digging quest, I looked upward and saw a pretty, older snare drum.  It turns out to be a '60s blue sparkle Zim-Gar, of Japanese descent.  Not the most sought after drum, but it sounds golden.  Can't wait to get it up in the Serious Business, for a sesh...  At it's current state of tuning, it's sounding to be a primo jazz snare.  With a bit of dampening, it sounds ver niice (I'll be playing it on the 18th, over at Lampost, with Higgins).  

On a day that I started reconsidering jumping back into playing jazz, jazz, ja, jazz, it's really nice to score some cool discs, and a new snare to mess about with.  Thanks, random people that I don't know, and will quite possibly never see again. 



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