A mixed bag for your enjoyment, but mainly mine. I post what I like and I like what I post. And I post what I've posted before. Links go bad, and even when they don't I never get tired of the old tunes I like. It's Saturday night, friends, pour yourself a stiff one and relax a little the bonds that tether us to the straight and narrow. I am drinking the fermented juice of the agave cactus mixed with the Italian aperitivo, Aperol. Straight up, in a generous shot glass, three parts of Hornitos to one part Aperol. This combo is a synaptic lubricant nonpareil. Schmeckt gut! What's your libation? Forget for a time the swine who have taken over our great country, and enjoy the moment.
Thelonious Monk, I'm Getting Sentimental Over You
Wes Montgomery, 'Round Midnight
Cannonball Adderley, 74 Miles Away. In 7/4 time.
Ry Cooder, I Think It's Going to to Work Out Fine
Jeff Beck, Sleepwalk. The old Santo and Johnny instrumental from 1959.
Danny Gatton, master of the Telecaster. Phenomenally good, practically unknown.
Bob Dylan, Cold Irons Bound. When your name is 'Bob Dylan' you have your pick of sidemen. A great band. "The walls of pride, they're high and they're wide. You can't see over, to the other side."
Joe Brown, Sea of Heartbreak. Nothing touches Don Gibson's original effort, but Brown's is a very satisfying version.
Elvis Presley, Little Sister
Carole King, You've Got a Friend
Buddy Guy, et al., Sweet Home Chicago. Looks like everyone is playing a Strat except for Johnny Winter.
Ry Cooder, He'll Have to Go. A fine, if quirky, cover of the old George Reeves hit from 1959.
Marty Robbins, El Paso. Great guitar work.