Booker T. Jones on the Hammond B-3 organ. Perhaps you’ve heard his number Green Onions.
Miracle of miracles, for the first time in I-don’t-know-how-long, I’ve got a full day with no meetings, conference calls, brainstorming sessions, chats, nuthin’! This means I can get some actual work done, and I’ve been chugging away at it since 7:30 this morning, something that’s relatively easy to do when you have a five-second commute:
The home office. Click to see it at full size.
A home office means that you can also crank the tunes, and I’ve found the Groovy Jazz Organ compilation to be productivity-boosting. Some kind soul has posted them on YouTube, and I’ve posted them here for your enjoyment, whether you’ve got your nose to the grindstone or in a martini glass.
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the third of three Sunday picdumps…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the second of three Sunday picdumps…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the first of three Sunday picdumps…
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