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Cloudy Sunday morning, so listening to the above ^ on Tidal. Good to raise the mood.

Saturday morning jazzy stuff Kurt Rosenwinkel - The Enemies of Energy (2000)

Happy birthday, Carl!!

Happy Birthday!!!

Happy Birthday, Iain!!!

Happy Bday!!!

RIP Jessye

Happy Birthday!!!

Happy Birthday, Steve! Enjoy the music

Happy Birthday, Jim!!

Happy Birthday, Andrew!!!

RIP Ric.

So you call it aioli instead of alioli? Funny I thought it was a typo. The word comes from all (ajo, garlic) and oli (aceite, oil) in the Catalan speaking side of Spain. The authentic is made of garlic, virgin olive oil and a tiny bit of salt. No eggs required, but you may use one if the result using just oil and garlic is too strong, so it comes out as a heavy garlic scented mayonnaise. It has to be hand made in a mortar, with a lot of patience and adding the oil very slowly, a couple of drops at a time. You first smash 3 or 4 fresh garlic cloves until they become a paste that could be spread on a toast, then you go adding the oil very slowly. If you try to speed it up it will "cut" (I don't know and can't find the word in English) and the sauce will be spoilt forming unmixable bubbles. There are ways to recover it, but it's not easy. That's the way I used to make it, not anymore for it's too strong for our aging stomachs. Once it's "locked" you may add a few drops of Tabasco or any other spicy sauce you wish. We don't do that, some people add just a few drops of lemon juice. I guess you can add bacon grease or trying to make the whole thing with liquid bacon grease, although probably it will become solid like butter once done.

I guess that should be "bacon garlioil" I don't know how you name alioli (allioli in Catalan, also ajoaceite in Spanish).

Happy birthday, John!

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^This. Best of lucks.

Nice. It brought images of train windows passing quickly in front of the watcher, traffic lights and light posts passing across the window of a moving vehicle. It's raining, raindrops distort lights, it's nightfall. From the window we see people dancing next to a wood fire. I find interesting that the thoughts and images it provokes are all from a distance. Thanks for sharing.

Al Foster: Inspirations & Dedications Released earlier this year. Jazz to have fun to and to enjoy, not more nor less.

It's not water, it's gasoline.

Damm it Matt, I wish I had met you. Happy Bday.

Your offspring is in an IQ percentile like yours, so well above the one of people struggling to survive

Very sad indeed. We were warned about the effects of global warming, yet people still do nothing. Who would have thought about such fires in Gran Canaria 20 or even 10 years ago?

Happy Birthday, Ian!!!

RIP Peter.