Posts made by SSmith1226

@Niner said in Jazz is still alive in New Orleans for the passing crowd:

@SSmith1226 There was a trumpet said to have been a gift to Frank Minyard from Pete Fountain on ebay some years ago. It was so inscribed on the bell. The brand was somewhat of a secondary line horn from a small maker that I can't bring to mind at the moment. Not a high dollar, nor professional, horn at any time. The seller offered it for more money than anybody was willing to pay.....several hundred dollars. The seller would relist it from time to time with no takers. Then some years went by and I saw the same horn again...maybe or maybe not the same owner.... for $500, or slightly more, again. It went away again with no apparent buyer.

Thanks. I will plug it in a a search on ebay incase it comes up again.
One other aspect of the Wynton Marsalis story was that, prior to marrying my wife in New Orleans, my wife’s roommate’s father, George Jansen, was Wynton Marsalis’s Trumpet teacher. I found that out years later after Wynton Marsalis became famous. From what I understand , George Jansen studied with William Vacchiano.
Talk about six degrees of separation.

@Kehaulani said in Jazz is still alive in New Orleans for the passing crowd:

You never know what you'll get in N.O. Once, I was at the Jazz Fair going between two venues and there were scattered "second choice" bands on just cheap platforms or kiosks between the major acts.

As we approached one such band - they were playing a burning version of the Flintstones theme - I told the girl who was with me, "Hear these guys? I've got no idea who they are, but they're absolutely world class. The music world is so unpredictable you may never hear from them . . . but world class."

After they were finished, we were talking to them and they invited us to a 02:00 jam session. They were Branford and Wynton Marsalis.

I lived in New Orleans from 1974 - 1979. In around 1976 I went to an old bar/restaurant, located near Burgundy and Esplanade, where there were a band entertaining made up of young teenagers who were playing well beyond their years (as well as mine). This included a great young trumpet and sax player.
The performance was very memorable to me. I remember that some of the band were brothers. My suspicion was, once the Marsalis family became known, that this is who we saw.
Also in New Orleans at that time was Dr. Frank Minyard, the trumpet playing Ob/Gyn turned Coroner who would play in funeral processions, Mardi Gras Parades, etc. I was going through my medical training at that time so I always looked up to him.

Time to post another painting of something that perhaps is not a cow. Maybe a sheep or a landscape.

@BigDub said in Artist on BOARD:

@SSmith1226 said in Artist on BOARD:

@BigDub said in Artist on BOARD:

@Tobylou8 said in Artist on BOARD:

@BigDub said in Artist on BOARD:

I am so glad you all are taking my art so seriously. But, really, don’t be so stuffy. Have a little fun with it. But don’t milk it to death.

You steering us away from fun? I'll calf no part of it! Cud you please leave us alone? I don't know what the veal problem with us having fun is!

The problem is........cows don’t have fingers. Come on, let’s not be silly here.

You think Cows have a problem by not having fingers! Cows never had fingers, but Steers are in real trouble. They are missing the parts that turned into Rocky Mountain Oysters. Now that is not being silly. It is a real issue if you are a steer or ox. No Bull!!! (Any more)

You, however, have a lot of Cajones, though

I took French so I wasn’t sure of the meaning of this, although living in South Florida, I had a good idea. I could picture Tony Montana saying something like that.

So I looked it up and this is what I found. And you are correct, I do have an abundance of cajones especially in the bedroom and closets.

@BigDub said in Artist on BOARD:

@Tobylou8 said in Artist on BOARD:

@BigDub said in Artist on BOARD:

I am so glad you all are taking my art so seriously. But, really, don’t be so stuffy. Have a little fun with it. But don’t milk it to death.

You steering us away from fun? I'll calf no part of it! Cud you please leave us alone? I don't know what the veal problem with us having fun is!

The problem is........cows don’t have fingers. Come on, let’s not be silly here.

You think Cows have a problem by not having fingers! Cows never had fingers, but Steers are in real trouble. They are missing the parts that turned into Rocky Mountain Oysters. Now that is not being silly. It is a real issue if you are a steer or ox. No Bull!!! (Any more)

@J-Jericho said in Artist on BOARD:

@Dr-Mark I'm sure that when herd, it's udderly mooving.

Bull!!!

@Niner
I think that this is a perfectly acceptable reply to the joke that you posted it for, except for one minor problem that illustrates two my points. I found the actual joke very funny. It set me up and the punch line sent me to an area I wasn’t expecting. The points illustrated are: 1) We are all wired differently as to what we find humorous. I actually found the joke and your reply humorous. 2) We would be incompatible as a married couple.

@Niner said in A little humour:

This joke stream...and judging by what happened at the old lamented site......will become probably the most posted string on this new board. And like the old site, a lot of guys make up jokes rather than steal them from someplace else. Some...without my pointing them out.... are really awful. This cries out for an adjustment to the "reputation" arrow that always points up. Really bad jokes should run the risk of getting a reputation vote that goes down.

The problem with critiquing humor is that we all have different interpretations of what examples and styles of humor are funny and what styles and content aren't. What is funny to me may very well not be funny to you and vice versa. I think that a good example of this is that the same core group of names will upvote my posts when they consider them worthy ( makes them laugh) but certainly not all my humorous posts are upvoted, indicating, at least to me, that the joke bombed. Fortunately I don’t make my living as a comedian.
To carry this a step further, some of the most successful marriages are between partners who have similar sense of humors and some of the least successful marriages are involving partners with sense of humors not similar.
To complicate this further, there are numerous categories one can classify jokes in. The following article lists 20 of these categories:
https://www.dailywritingtips.com/20-types-and-forms-of-humor/
I don’t think that any one who posts humor, whether a repeat of an old joke, an original joke, a cartoon etc. is trying to post what they consider a bad or purposely offensive joke. If you don’t like it, simply don’t vote for it. If it is offensive, either post a comment in response, or pm the original poster to let them know why it bothered you. For example, if I posted a joke that I thought was acceptable and received pm’s informing me otherwise, it would likely modify what I post, or not post, in the future. This would be far more effective than downvoting. If there is a joke posted that that doesn’t mesh with the way I am wired to consider to consider it funny, I won’t upvote it, but often other people will find it very humorous and will upvote it.
The bottom line is that you can’t make all the people happy all the time.

Born in Queens, NY, but lived and raised in Mt. Vernon, NY, during the Bach Mt. Vernon years. When Bach left, so did I, with my Mt. Vernon Bach. I lived in Manhattan for four years, then New Orleans, LA for five years. The last 40 years home has been in Marathon, FL, the “Heart of the Florida Keys”, with scattered down time time in Orlando, FL and Plymouth, MA.

@BigDub
And I thought my band had the corner on that market.

@BigDub
It looks like you have the audience marching in formation.

@neal085 said in TM Refugee - Late to the Party.:

@administrator No, I had been searching off and on the last few months for other trumpet-related forums, and couldn't quite bring myself to join TH just because.....I couldn't. Yesterday a Reddit post randomly showed up that said TB is the new TM.

Video of Neal085, the TM Refugee, taking advantage of the TB “Wet Foot, Dry Foot Policy” joining TB as TH circled:

I just stumbled across the following advice. It looked so wise, yet so simple, that I felt the need to share it. It is titled, “Five Ways For A Man To Be Completely Happy”. By reversing the sexes I’m sure that this applies equally as well to the female members of this forum.

Five Ways For A Man To Be Completely Happy

1. Be with a woman who who makes you laugh.
2. Be with a woman who gives you her time.
3. Be with a Woman who takes care of you.
4. Be with a woman who really loves you.
5. Finally, make sure that these four woman don’t know each other.

A scene in Fryeburg, Maine this morning.

An elderly couple goes to Burger King and shares their fries and burger. A trucker sitting next to them offers to pay for the old lady. "It's all right," says the old man. "We always share everything." On seeing that the old lady has not eaten anything, the trucker once again makes an offer. The old man once again assures the trucker to stay calm and resumes eating. Finally, the trucker asks the lady about not eating anything. The old lady replies, " I am waiting for the teeth."

The Comedy of Jimmy Stewart

The owner of a drug store walked into his store one day, only to notice a man leaning heavily against a wall.

The owner went over to his staff member behind the counter and asked them, “What’s wrong with that guy over there by the wall?”

The staff member replied, “Oh him – he came in here this morning to get something for his cough. I couldn’t find any cough syrup, so I gave him an entire bottle of laxative instead.”

The owner shouted, “You fool! What were you thinking? You can’t treat a cough with laxatives!”

The staff member said, “Of course I can. Look at him, he’s not coughed once since I gave it to him – he’s too scared!”

"Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He's not breathing and his eyes are glazed, so his friend calls 911.
'My friend is dead! What should I do?' The operator replies, 'Calm down, sir. I can help. First make sure that he's dead.'
There's a silence, then a loud bang. Back on the phone, the hunter says, 'OK, now what?'"