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Bagheera gets thoughtful when the days get short.

Huckleberry, ever the frat boy, has just one question.

Jason Victor Serinus, who sent it our way, suggests it might. It will certainly make your morning coffee spurt out your nose.

Phil Ford deserves a Physics prize for his explanation of time as it relates to the beat in the work of James Brown. It's a delightful read.

I saw JB in concert about this time and it was a life altering experience. I probably wasn't the only white boy-child in the audience, but it sure felt like it. I wasn't unwelcome—I was simply out of place. Once the Flames started playing, and we music geeks were pulled towards the stage, I felt right at home. JB was mesmerizing.
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<I>The New Yorker</I>, right on the money, as usual.

Jeremy Denk opines, "Something that is definitely not chopped liver literally, metaphorically, or in any other way is the slow movement of Schumann's D minor Trio. (Please see: <I>The Art of the Graceful Segue</I>, by Jeremy Denk, Hyperion Books, 2031, p. 5832.)"