Cool Jazz

[applesauce]

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AaEmCFiNqP0[/youtube]


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This is so good.

[Hiro]

oh god.
i would have liked it a lot more if they only used the voices on occasion, they got annoying after a while.

[Commander Fuckass]

that was alright 

[Hiro]

"onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion"

[snoorkel]

/makes note to re-experience this thread on mushrooms

[applesauce]

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ds9WPA1s9Xs[/youtube]


[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rnu2-OxyBUQ[/youtube]


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[Socks]

Hahaha, definitely ridiculous, and sweet. Sensual Jazz is my favorite. Jeff Golub is incredible. Mostly just three songs of his; Turn off the Lights, Walking on the Sun, and Paradise Lost. Besides names based on Milton and erotic whispers, his last name is goLUb. The sound of an oil drop as it violently touches the surface of a deep and hollow, round, basin. Or milk on my cool lips. In honey as it drips and seeps into the inner recesses of the mouth and heart. I suggest you check them out at once. Don't sit still and paralyzed by the limits of your reach, like me. Stuck on this dumb phone in the middle of the night. Incapable of bringing these tunes to you. Adieu.

[snoorkel]

Hahaha, definitely ridiculous, and sweet. Sensual Jazz is my favorite. Jeff Golub is incredible.

[silvertone]

Call me when you got the bebop version.

[YPrrrr]

Speaking of cool jazz, I saw McCoy Tyner in concert today

[Socks]

You have called forth an army. And I stand my ground.  
Look I have you boxed in a little blue box, all silly and such.

[snoorkel]

You have called forth an army. And I stand my ground.  
Look I have you boxed in a little blue box, all silly and such.

damn. you're right. 

[Selkie]

I can listen to this for hours.

Such a picker-upper.

Damn, I might even download it onto my iPod and listen to it on my run today

[Socks]

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TOfC9LfR3PI[/youtube]

I even like things like this. Sometimes I even drive around listening to them, in the woods, climbing trees and exploring ditches, looking up at the sky above. Sometimes I cry to them. I look at people and ask questions. Sometimes I even show it to them. Most of the time I think for a really long while at the beauty and wonder of it all. Then everything becomes strange and the mystery is home to a realm of unknowns and shadows. Shadows in my mind, in the folds and crevices of my soul, are at once lighted and shine on, as if a flame was set there, and took hold.