It’s cold here in DC. There is dirty slush in the streets. We are facing uncertain economic times. Quick! Give me some jazz.
This song may not salvage your 401-k account, but it will salvage an essential portion of your soul. In the end, what is more important?
It’s cold outside. But there is nothing wrong with being cool. Jazz music with French titles? Bring it.
Faith based, anti-intellectual fear of scientific rigor and informed debate are out; reflection and results-oriented dialogue are in!
Or, as Sun Ra would say, Welcome to Brainville!
(Uh oh. Looks like the YouTube police are not allowing this one to air any longer…WHY? Is someone making money off of an obscure Sun Ra song from the late ’50s? Give me a personal break. Anyway, if they want obscure, I’ll give them obscure. Keeping with the Chicago theme, let’s roll out Chi-town’s baddest mofos, and no, it’s not the Cubs):
My name is Kurt Rambis and I approve this message!
