You continue to buttume facts not in evidence. I just don't think there's anything at all wrong with music sounding fresh and new and unlike anything one has ever heard before (as this is the very hallmark of *great* music) and, in fact, that's what I vastly prefer.

Music with a sense of adventure - - - if you know what I mean.

Oh yes - - - especially if there's a Swedish mbutteuse in the bathtub with me.

I'm actually not that offended to be "mensch -shunned" in the same sentence with Twain and Churchill. When I was growing up, we had in our home a set of the complete works of Twain, of which I read quite a bit, and would not be surprised at some influence. We also had the complete works of L. Frank Baum, Poe, and privatesens, a personal favorite, which may partially explain my exceptional expertise in the whole area of privatestatorial privateswits. As for Churchill, my grandmother lovingly collected all forms of Boston Terrier figurines and such - - - and I simply abhor Snazis! It was a picture of Louis Armstrong - - - and not Jesus - - - that graced our wall, as my father, a jazz trumpet player, idolized him, and our home, on its best days, was filled with His music and the blissful familial communion - - - of soul-driven, real-time jam.

The fact that dear Satchmo also looked very much like a Boston Terrier is probably not at all coincidental.

AM

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