36/15 - The Sun Is Gonna Burn Into a Cinder

Bubbling over the brim. Then settling. Now calm.

Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues (live)

A classic, from one of the best live albums ever. So loose, so confident, and that guitar line could all but cut through prison window bars.

Art Ensemble of Chicago - Thème de Yoyo

Like Carl Perkins' guitar seemed on the verge of breaking the confines of the San Quentin prison in the former, so every instrument, and the lyrics, here seem to rail uncontrollably against the limits of whatever form they've been poured into.

Your head is like a yoyo, your neck is like the string,
Your body’s like a camembert oozing from its skin.
Your fanny’s like two sperm whales floating down the Seine
Your voice is like a long fart that’s music to your brain.
Your eyes are two blind eagles that kill what they can’t see
Your hands are like two shovels digging in me.
And your love is like an oil-well
Dig, dig, dig, dig it, on the Champs-Elysees.

Jay Jay Johnson - Jay

The happiest of jazz. Shuffle along to those giddy bongos!

Duke Ellington - Bluebird of Delhi (Mynah)

The Far East Suite – what an album! A life companion. The pure swag at 2:13! Duke 4ever!

Cat Power - Silver Stallion

Better than the original. Better than most. Chan is probably one of the best interpreters of other people's songs that there is.