The 1937 Oxford Companion of Music in its entry upon Jazz relates, not very happily, how Jazz seemed to appear magical out of Storyville, Magical, and radiated through the world. Jazz means 'to do it'. Storyville was a place where naughty girls sold it. It. Only I wonder if it wasn't just a place made of stories. You could say the Empire of Dr. Bienke was a kind of Storyville.
2. John Lennon used to say something like: "We were just a band like throw a stick till we we went to Hamburg and started playing titty bars. Before we'd do like twenty minute sets and rehearse for them and shit but then in Hamburg it's like 8 hours straight and you crank the amps and go."
3. Night before last I'm playing ukulele out in a coffee bar down the street and I hear this scrap "... I know he used to know John Lennon and everything, but he's still a jerk..."
17. Charles Darwin was a clergyman - that's how that works as I remember - Huxley, too, though I think they actually busted him. Charles Darwin was a Clergyman Capitalist Spy working for the ArchBishop of Canterbury investigating SouthAmerican Investment Opportunities. That's what that Beagle Voyage was, a SpyTrip looking for Tulips. When I was a boy Graham Pulkingham used to preach a lot about the distinction between the World and the Church - it wasn't an original notion with him but it was from him I first heard it a lot. Preachers like Suits in general, they think a PoorBoy can't read.
17. I knew this girl, she was a Preacher but I liked her ok anyway, and she was preaching at some kids and she asked them, "What would Jesus like for Christmas?" This one little boy raised his hand all excited and she point at him and he says: "A Red Wagon!" She didn't like that answer. I thought that was a good answer and I bet if there ever was a Jesus he'd have liked that answer too. Preachers and Teachers and Suits in General, they all the same, they ask you shit and they tell you to tell the truth and you tell the truth and they get all snotty about it. They assign you a BookReport and you give 'em a BookReport and they like "who told you you could read this Book?"
17. My Momma going to Minnesota to see the Bishops and I've been daydreaming maybe I get a chance to go meet her there and do some Owen Bright research and play a little ukulele and fuss at some Bishops some face to face. I have the insane notion that if responsibility for how the World is was doled out Bishops would warrant a big slice of the shame. The Humble Pie. You know I think if the Bishops were wise they'd make Momma a Bishop and her friend Ora too, see if maybe they could get some things fixed a little better.
17. A "Jazz Mass" connotes a whole mess of orifices and bodily fluids, don't it?
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