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Charlie Parker - Chi Chi [1953]



Charlie Parker - alto
Max Roach - drums
Percy Heath - bass
Al Haig - piano

Love for Sale [1954]



Charlie Parker - alto
Walter Bishop - piano
Billy Bauer - guitar
Teddy Kotick - bass
Art Taylor - drums
 
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Eric Dolphy [1960] - Far Cry



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Eric Dolphy—Alto Sax
Booker Little—Trumpet
Jaki Byard—Piano
Ron Carter—Bass
Roy Haynes—Drums
 
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I think sister Andrea is my favorite mahavishnu orchestra song along with dance of the Maya. I saw billy cobham live years ago in Hamburg but don’t remember much of the concert.
 
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I think sister Andrea is my favorite mahavishnu orchestra song along with dance of the Maya. I saw billy cobham live years ago in Hamburg but don’t remember much of the concert.
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Same here. The performance above was personally shattering for me. I recall as if it were yesterday. Jan Hammer's solo there at the end is just breathtaking.

Maybe have a listen to this recording also, recorded at Yale on October, 28th, 1973, The sound quality is truly excellent :



01 - Meeting of the spirits
02 - Trilogy
03 - Sister Andrea (@ 44 mins.)
04 - I wonder
05 - Awakening - jam (incomplete)

Mahavishnu Orchestra disbanded in December, 1973.
 
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California Ramblers [1925] - Sweet Georgia Brown



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Roy Johnston, t
Abe Lincoln, tb
Bobby Davis, cl
Elmer “Bunny” Drown, ts
Adrian Rollini, bs
Jack Rusin, p
Tommy Felline, bj
Herb Weil, d
 
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Pharoah Sanders - Kazuko



Pharoah Sanders: saxophone, double reeds
Bernie Worrell: organ, electric piano, synthesizer
Trilok Gurtu - tabla, percussion
Tony Cedras - harmonium
William Henderson - piano, harmonium
Zakir Hussain - tabla
 
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She had that
Camarillo brillo
Flamin' out along her head
I mean her Mendocino bean-o
By where some bugs had made it red
She ruled the Toads of the Short Forest
And every newt in Idaho
And every cricket who had chorused
By the bush in Buffalo
She said she was
A Magic Mama
And she could throw a mean Tarot
And carried on without a comma
That she was someone I should know
She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet
And she was breeding a dwarf
But she wasn't done yet
She had gray-green skin
A doll with a pin
I told her she was awright
But I couldn't come in
(I couldn't come in right then . . . )

And so she wandered
Through the doorway
Just like a shadow from the tomb
She said her stereo was four-way
An' I'd just love it in her room
Well, I was born
To have adventure
So I just followed up the steps
Right past her fuming incense stencher
To where she hung her castanets
She stripped away
Her rancid poncho
An' laid out naked by the door
We did it till we were un-concho
An' it was useless any more
She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet
And she was breeding a dwarf
But she wasn't done yet
She had gray-green skin
A doll with a pin
I told her she was awright
But I couldn't come in
(actually, I was very busy then)

And so she wandered
Through the doorway
Just like a shadow from the tomb
She said her stereo was four-way
An' I'd just love it in her room
Well, I was born
To have adventure
So I just followed up the steps
Right past her fuming incense stencher
To where she hung her castanets
She said she was
A Magic Mama
And she could throw a mean Tarot
And carried on without a comma
That she was someone I should know
(Is that a real poncho . . . I mean
Is that a Mexican poncho or is that a Sears poncho?
Hmmm . . . no foolin' . . . )


Songwriters: Frank Vincent Zappa
 
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