Goodbye.
I delayed mentioning the death of Joe Cuba because I refused to accept that my existing collection didn't contain some of his music. I finally found a track on a fine compilation stored in a remote, mouse-infested corner of my basement. Anyone familiar with his music knows that it was worth the delay. If this rowdy and joyous selection somehow fails to sell you on Cuba's legacy, try watching this video. It's poorly lit but immensely life-affirming.
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I caught The Blue Note 7 last week. Here's my review. I also reviewed a performance by Rufus Wainwright.
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Buddy Miller is ailing.
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Kansas City Click: I intend to wheel my Fat Tuesday revelry around Rex Hobart's weekly matinee at the Record Bar.
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