I have my car radio set to a station called MBS - it's run by a 'Music Broadcasting Society'. It used to play non-stop good music to drive to. Lots of Beethoven, a bit of Wagner etc. Just right for ploughing through the traffic or snoozing in the car in the garage once home.
But it's being colonised by jazz presenters. There's now 'Jazz Breakfast', 'Jazz With Lunch', 'Jazz Afternoons' etc. You can't avoid it. The musicians all have nicknames and are listed off with their instruments by the super-knowledgable presenter after each tune.
It's a club that I'm not in, and I don't want to be in. Most of it seems to be for the players not the listeners. They never play Acker Bilk And His Paramount Jazz Band, which is the only listenable jazz and bops along nicely. Instead, most of it is strident and discordant and features the rare (but well known, of course) partnering of Dick Feather on treble sax with blah blah... etc. Not interested.
I'm quite serious. To each his own etc, fine, but for jazz 'afficionadoes' to invade a music station like this is outrageous.
Thank you for reading. I have no place else to complain. Normal service is resumed, as I wish it would be on the MBS station.
Used to enjoy a night down at Ronnie Scotts but the plethora of earnest Swedes and so on all saying "Sshh"" tended to boil my piss so now I tend just to take it.
quite agree with RJM - most of it (jazz) seems to be for 'floating in it' (if that's the phrase), not for listening like... well, like symphonies, for example. Or making you feel good like ZZTop or some others. MOST. There are some exceptions, but not many in my mind. Sry.
I agree with vulcanised. Pigeons - well, cut the breasts off them, roll in flour, saute a brun, lay in a pie with alternate layers of steak similarly dealt with, pigeon breast and mushrooms. Then add a bottle of Mackeson or other brown ale (Guinness can be a bit heavy), and bake until done.
I like Dixieland and New Orleans jazz. The serious progressive stuff is played by people so far up their own arses, there's no room left to shove their instrument in there with them and break it off.
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Bravo Caco. Pigeons / collared doves - the tourists all love them usually (and the towns and villages welcoming tourists, welcome these tourists even more, respecting their right and pleasure to feed the birds) allowing these birds to live more or less quite well during the summer months (even if they have to eat a lot of rubbish).
At the end of the summer though, few tourists remain to throw the pigeons etc. morsels of their sandwiches. More importantly, most (French) towns have municipal laws which basically ban any residents from feeding the pigeons (especially if a neighbour complains). I wouldn't mind normally, except some pigeons are born with deformed feet or otherwise injured by the spikes ignorant French property owners put up on their buildings in order to dissudade them from landing there.
"Crooked foot" came back again a few weeks ago, the 3rd year running now (with what looks like same husband as in 2011). She knows that I"m not allowed to feed her. Perhaps it was just to say hello or retry. Or enquire whether or not the owner of the building (and my rented apartment) was still alive etc. Unfortunetly, yes alas, the hoped-for cardiac-arrest and subsequent vegetable-status for a very long period (immediate death would mean the sale of the building, so not convenient), did not come about.
'Traditional' only here (New Orleans and Dixieland mainly).
I started on a diet of (live) Chris Barber, and have been at live performances of Acker Bilk and Kenny Ball. Probably still got the records, somewhere.
I actually used to play banjo in a group, too, (but it's not polite to admit to being a banjo player . . . )
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Great find Loose rivets
I sometimes wonder, if ever they were freed from their basic daily needs to eat, just how all the Earth's walking, crawling, burrowing, swimming, flying creatures etc. might interract with each other...?! A "heaven on Earth" perhaps?
Obviously, I exclude human-beings. Because most of us have no worries over filling our stomachs, yet remain ever-ready to cause immediate and untold havoc on others of the same species for our own "amusement", let alone all the damage to all the other creatures.
PS. I always remember a comedian who appeared on the BBC "Live At The Apollo" show and said something like: "I'd **** a kitten or an owl. No matter what position you ****** (the owl), you'd be assured of continuous eye-contact... I thought that was funny in context.
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To a certain extent, horses, sheep and cattle also have their basic needs within easy reach, too . . .
Yup; and considered food (even old horses). And why the farmers are allowed to shoot newly-introduced bears in the Pyreenees. And why farmers (or farming interests) today represent one of the greatest theats to wildlife preservation / re-introduction.
If WE can't do it in Europe, what hope for the trully remaining wildlife in the rest of Africa and Asia...?! Yeah, basically none.
sincerely, airship (obviously ******-up human-being) living in France 2012, having long ago given up on other human-beings...
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and When is the music going to start" 
