The Beginning Of A Mellow Afternoon

Joey Alexander – Warna  (2019)

And believe me, it’s needed.

I took Sophie in for her annual shots this morning.

“Dad! I do NOT like this! Can we please go home?”

She was such a good girl however, that we stopped for a pup cup on the way home.

Prior to leaving this morning, I was about to do my usual breakfast routine, but discovered I was out of the Kate Farms solution (haven’t received my monthly supply from the healthcare distributor and my most recent order from Amazon hadn’t arrived yet), so I combined my iced coffee with two cartons of isosource. All was well and good until right before I left for the vet and the most horrific reflux hit. Apparently I overdid it on the volume and my stomach didn’t like it one bit.

The worst part of not being able to swallow is when you get reflux. If everything were functioning properly, I’d whip up a glass of baking soda solution, swallow it, and  everything would be right as rain. Unfortunately, that’s no longer an option. Yeah, I can still do the baking soda solution via the g-tube (after using the tube to drain the excess stomach contents) to quiet my stomach, but there’s no way of immediately relieving the burn left in my throat from the reflux. And of course there was a certain amount of aspiration, so my O2 (after being 98-100% for weeks now) took a—thankfully brief—nosedive to under 90%. It’s since recovered  to the mid 90s, but damn…it wiped me out and I wanted nothing more upon returning home than to take a nap.

That’s passed now, but it’s still going to be a very low-key, quiet afternoon and Joey Alexander is a perfect accompaniment for that.

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Evening Tunes

Peter Erskine – Transition (1987)

I originally bought this disc in 1987—for obvious reasons—long before I had gotten into jazz. Despite the bear on the cover, after a few listenings, I just couldn’t get into it and ended it selling/trading it at Streetlight Records on Market Street. Nearly 40 years years later I ran across it again and wondered if my musical taste in general or appreciation for more freeform jazz had changed any.

It had. It’s that one disc I always pull out when I can’t decide what to listen to. But to be honest there is still one track on the album that I consistently skip over if the remote is handy.

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Where Should I Go Next?

To any Miles Davis fans out there:

I have the ones crossed out plus a few others: The Birth Of the Cool and The Complete Birth Of The Cool, Miles 54: the Prestige Recordings, and ‘Round About Midnight. Where should I go next?

For context, I love his Blue Miles/At Midnight/Love Songs era, but I can barely make it halfway through Disk 1 of Witches Brew without giving up (I know a lot Davis fans are probably screaming, “BURN THE HERETIC!”), if that helps.

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Going To Give This One Another Chance

Miles Davis – Bitches Brew (1969)

This Miles Davis recording comes highly recommended to friends of his music, with some even calling it his masterpiece. Don’t hate me, but for the life of me, I. just. cannot. get. into. it. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to stop trying, however. I’m hoping one of these days it just clicks.

I mean, it’s okay for background noise when I’m working on other things, but when I want to sit down, put my feet up, and devote 100% of my attention to what’s coming through my stereo or my headphones, it fails for me.

 

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