Sunday Serendipity

As I was putting together the Cinco De Mayo music list this week, I ran across a lot of good music. I think that right now we are in the Golden Age of musical performance, in the variety of musical styles, quality of arrangement and number of skilled musicians. It is truly a great time for a music lover to be alive and with the internet I get to hear it all.

So while todays selection wasn’t where I was headed when I started this post, it is where I ended up. A great group of musicians showing off their craft.

Sweet Georgia Brown – Wynton Marsalis Quintet Featuring Mark O’Connor and Frank Vignola

Enjoy, Jack

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28 thoughts on “Sunday Serendipity”

  1. bob, thanks.  what a way to start the day!

    and thanks for finding this last night – not just for cbob, but for those of us who participated in that blue corn movement of his:

    Bob
    Your Bluecorn site is still up.
    click here
    Kinda fun reading and remembering
    Jack

  2. Weekend Update anchors Colin Jost and Michael Che tackle the week’s biggest news, like Donald Trump launching his new blog.

    and if you want to see elon in snl’s cold open click here

  4.  I didn’t realize Maye was Elon’s mother.  Loved the Dogecoin bit on WU.   Hi-tech Ponzi, just like I said…but as long as folks keeping believing, the fairy of Neverland will live.

    Loved the sketch about getting together after quarantine. I was never great at “peopling,” but now I don’t know how I’ll be around other humans. Yesterday, I was getting groceries at 6am, and a guy walked into the store without a mask. I gave him a look, but my mask obscured most of it. I turned and walked the other way, while calling him a selfish dumbass. I’m afraid that’s how it will go. Ha!

    I will return for Jack’s selection after I get a few things done while the weather is still good.

    Happy Mother’s Day to any out there on the trail.

  9. BiD & bob, about that old hymn, you’re right about it’s usually been misheard and sung “sheep” but my memory of the only fun part of bringing in the laundry from the clothesline as a kid was my sister & I singing at the top of our lungs “bringing in the sheets, bringing in the sheets. we shall come rejoicing bringing in the sheets”  

    y’all aren’t the only ones who sang it “sheep.”  observe the title on this old theo beckford recording:

    one of the commenters at the link wrote: “I remember Werewolves on Supernatural series was in church singing this. I thought that was funny.”

    there were others who sang “bringing in the cheese” instead of “sheaves”

  10. ix-nay on the utterfiles-bay, Republicans will murder them just to piss people off

  12. BiD – Friday I had my first public outing, discounting grocery and hardware stores, since twenty-nineteen.  A dear friend and I met for lunch at one of D.C.’s restaurants (The Hamilton to name drop).  We have been doing the Friday lunch there for many years, not as often as either of us would like though.  There was so much missing in D.C., people first of all.  The Metro was empty even for what used to be rush hour.  There was no need to emphasis social distancing, it just happened because there were so few people on the streets on on the trains.  The restaurant was nearly deserted when Fridays would be packed.  It was very disquieting to think that a few months ago it was worse.  Will the pandemic become merely a yearly problem, allowing life to return to how it was just two years ago?  But lunch with a friend was very exciting and wonderful we talked, for several hours, like we only skipped a month, not sixteen of them.  The great distress of life was outside of our bubble.  We had to say our goodbyes, but not in a crowd like before.  Life is good now.
     
    Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers.

  13. Bink

    The Monarchs are now entering the endangered phase.  Most of their flight path in CA has been covered with cement.  Even the Pacific Grove refuge is seeing fewer and fewer butterflies where there used to be clouds of them.

    Human beings are killing off the pollinators with neonicotinoids and other pesticides not to mention overpopulation and animal habitat destruction.  

    Mother Nature is trying to slow things down with pandemics, damaged sperm and difficult pregnancies, but getting rid of four billion people is not an easy task.  

  14. Jack…  very lively!…  thanks!
    and thanks for linking that blue corn experiment….  to see posts from Blondewino and Rezdog once again…  what a treat!
     
    BlueBronc…  we had breakfast at our favorite diner this past Thursday with a friend we hadn’t physically seen since eating outside with him back in September.  And yes…  we picked up as if it was only last week too.

  15. You know, of the religious songs I know this one has a message I can get behind. Most others, not so much.
    “Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness,Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eve;Waiting for the harvest, and the time of reaping,We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.

    Refrain:Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves,We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves;Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves,We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.

    Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows,Fearing neither clouds nor winter’s chilling breeze;By and by the harvest, and the labor ended,We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.
    Going forth with weeping, sowing for the Master,Though the loss sustained our spirit often grieves;When our weeping’s over, He will bid us welcome,We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.”

  16. An interesting take on Mothers day

    Unlike most American families, mine won’t celebrate Mother’s Day this weekend. To my late mother, this holiday always evoked the trauma of her childhood in Nazi Germany, a legacy that her descendants continue to respect and honor today.
    Henny Wolf was 9 years old in 1933 when Hitler came to power in Germany and declared Mother’s Day an official holiday, corrupting a centuries-old tradition of honoring mothers into a propaganda exercise about who could be accepted as authentically German and who could not.

  18. Loved reading the old posts.  Those were from 2009 and the Trailmix crowd had already been around for several years.  Time flying past at the speed of an SST

     

  20. Same here Jamie, Time flies, so they say. Looking at my contributions my main thought was “how did I write so much”. Now days it seems like I have trouble stringing together 3 sentences.
    Jack

  21. trouble with revisiting the old trail gang is the wave of sadness that brings in missing them.  sure would like to know what bl wino, rezdog, solar, carol and so many many others are doing and hoping against hope that x-r, flatus, etc. in recovery pop back in soon.

  23. Carol posted a picture of her holding up a fish in a boat on the river.   (But no plasticine porters with looking glass eyes.)

  24. Tiptoe has gone missing for quite awhile, too.
    Jack – That was great!  It reminded me of Asleep At The Wheel, sans the steel guitar. 

  26. jamie, mine too.  it was one of the first songs i taught myself to play with both hands when i taught myself to play the piano —  i was limited to hymns since the only piano and privacy i could get my hands on was during off hours at a baptist church.

    another favorite is “tis a gift to be simple”

  27. Every time I hear that song, I think of the Shakers.  Talk about fascinating religions.  Hard to grow if both the men and women are celibate.

     

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