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not a fever
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Summary: You're quarantined in the laboratory with James Conrad as you try to determine what the effects of the pollen he was exposed to are.
Pairing: James Conrad x Reader
Word Count: 2.3k
Warnings: 18+ | smut (minors & pearl clutchers, i better not see you here if you know what's good for you); sex pollen; p in v
Things to be aware of: reader's a bit insecure; snarky tension between reader & Conrad
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"Is this truly necessary? This is an allergic reaction to the pollen, which can be rectified with a quick shot of antihistamines, rehydration, and bed rest. You're overreacting, Y/L/N."
You smirked at the tracker's impatience. "Right. You know what you're absolutely one hundred percent right. How could I be so silly, Doctor Conrad. It's just some foreign flora that we encountered in an island that contained giant lizard creatures and a baby gorilla the size of half a skyscraper after all. But you're right. This is probably just an allergic reaction."
He winced as you pulled the needle from his arm, though you couldn't tell if it was from the slight sting that always came with blood extraction or if it was from your sarcasm-laden retort.
"There's a water in the cooler back there," you said dismissively, already starting on running the mass spec to process his blood. "Sleeping quarters are at the end of the hall."
"Y/N--"
"If this is really just allergies I'll administer the antihistamines myself. Until then, hydration and bed rest, right? So go. I'll let you know as soon as I get the results back."
You froze at the feel of his hand around your arm, suddenly quite aware of the warmth from his body's proximity to yours. "I'm sorry. Please, I don't like it when--"
"Look you could still be right, so save your apology for later. Just rest and let me run these tests so we can get back out there already. Okay?"
The only thing you heard was a sigh and his footsteps exiting the lab, the silence finally allowing you to let yourself release the tension that had you wound up over the last ten minutes. You strictly forbade yourself to let your guard down around James Conrad. You were convinced that the man was so arrogantly aware of how attractive he was that before he'd joined in these crusades with Monarch, you were sure that he could just snap his fingers and the nearest woman would strip on the spot for him.
You were even more convinced that if you ever let him close to you, he wouldn't even need to snap his fingers.
And now you were secluded with him in the laboratory area of the ship, being the sorry scientist that drew the short end of the stick to quarantine with him while you confirmed that the pollen that was dusted all over his face when he was assisting in the unloading of the samples your team had collected was not going to cause the world's next plague.
"Stupid James Conrad volunteering to unload the crates just so he could flex his biceps around Miss Pretty and Perfect Photographer Mason Weaver," you grumbled as you watched the screen begin to load with the component breakdown of the organic material that began to spread through the tracker's bloodstream.
The sound of the walkie-talkie crackling at your desk broke you out of your mass spec trance.
"Y/L/N?? Are you there??"
You picked up the crackling device. "What's up, Marlow? You got anything from those Iwi legends about this flower that dusted Conrad? Did we accidentally start the new plague?" Are we gonna die? you wanted to ask.
"I found something in the journals I had that looks like the flower, and the good news is that no. You're not going to die being exposed to him." His wording made a pit form in your stomach. "The bad news is that if you don't find a way to counteract the effects of the pollen he might die."
You felt your blood go cold at the new information. "Wh--What? Why? How?" Your questions came out muted, as if your voice couldn't even manage to form the questions. Of course it couldn't. It refused to.
"The pollen…it builds off of the person's desire," Marlow explained. "It builds and builds in a fever until they burn. Or until the desire is sated."
Your mouth felt dry. "So sex."
"Remember what I said, Y/N. It builds off of their existing desire. Whoever it is that he thinks of when he's alone at night, that's who can save him from this."
Someone may as well have laid your head on a guillotine and let the blade come down. "Is Weaver there?"
"What is it, Y/N?" the woman's voice rang clear despite the crackling nature of the device. Great, even technology bent for this woman. "Is there anything we can bring over to help you two? Ice bags? Water?"
"Condoms?" you heard Brooks holler from the background.
"Brooks, not now," the photographer scolded.
"We'll be needing you to come over to the lab, Miss Weaver." You did your best to sound formal and not as bitter as you felt. Of course it would be her. Those two looked like a couple of dolls turned human, they even looked like a couple, so she was the obvious choice. "To resolve Mister Conrad's…situation."
Her melodic laughter floated around your lab, furthering your irrational dislike toward the woman. "Trust me when I say this, Y/N. It's not me. He's my friend, practically my brother. And last I checked he likes them brainy. Like…mega brainy."
"Please just make your way to the laboratory as soon as you can. His life could be at stake." Your words were now clipped, your entire system in complete disbelief that she could be so flippant about this.
She huffed from her end. "Fine. I'm on my way. But only to tell you I told you so. Now, you should probably check on him and make sure he's not burning up."
That had you moving down the hall to the sleeping quarters faster than you cared to admit. When you got close to the door, your legs began to move faster at the sound of pained groans coming from where he was supposed to be taking a nap.
"Conrad? Are you okay in there?"
The only response was more groaning, prompting you to quickly open the door and walk into the small room. The sight that greeted you as you walked in had you frozen where you stood, as he stood facing the wall, shirt discarded and well-defined sweaty back muscles on full display, hands on the back of his head as he pressed his forehead to the cool wall.
"Are we contagious?" he asked you, terse and peppered with his signature brand of impatience that had you wanting to either smack him across his mouth or kiss him so he'd shut up.
"We're not. Marlow consulted the Iwi legends. It's only affecting you. The pollen was made to make the subject--"
"Feral? Rabid? Overcome with the desire to fuck?"
Dammit why were his words making you hot all of a sudden, too? Damn that stupidly perfect voice.
"I wouldn't put it that way, but yeah. Legend says that since it builds off of your desire, you have to be with…well, someone you desire."
"And if I don't I die?"
"The fever will burn you alive from the inside out, yes."
He scoffed at your answer. "So I'm going to die from desperation and licentiousness. I'd have rather died on the island. Arrrrgh!" He turned around and pressed his back to the wall this time, letting out an obscene sounding moan in relief.
"I already called Weaver she's on her way here--" you said at the same time as he breathed out "You need to get out of here."
He scoffed once again, keeping his eyes closed as he had them turned upward toward the ceiling. "You clueless girl, I don't desire Mason. Now please, darling, you need to leave this room. I won't have you see me like this."
Your eyes defiantly flickered downward at his words and you nearly bit a hole through your cheek as you caught sight of the bulging erection straining against the zipper of his pants, the sound of the velcro of the fly slowly opening from the force echoing around the room that was getting smaller as the moments ticked on.
"Hey, what kind of person would I be if I just left you here to die alone? Don't worry about me. Besides, I'm safe," you babbled, chuckling nervously toward the end.
The dark chuckle that escaped him made you painfully more aware of the wetness pooling between your legs. "And how exactly are you safe in this small room, with me? In this state? I could break you, little one."
Your nostrils flared at his go-to insult. "Ah, but you won't. Because I'm not your type." Those words made his eyes snap open, looking at you with a ferocity that had the rest of your words stopping at the back of your throat in a lame squeak, all thoughts in your head dying on the spot as you saw that his eyes were nearly black from how blown out his pupils were.
You tried your best to mask the bitterness in your tone as you said the words, too. Why was it that it was this man, of all the people on this mission, that you ended up getting unbearably attracted to? And why was it that he had to be a full asshole and still you couldn't shake your unrelenting desire for him?
His eyebrows furrowed together as he looked at you, an almost tenderness in the blacked out orbs taking you by surprise. "You truly believe that?" You gave him a look as if to say 'duh', which made him hit the back of his head against the wall lightly. "You beautiful, naive woman," he nearly growled before stalking toward you, grabbing you by the back of your head and pulling you into a heated kiss.
It felt like a wildfire had caught and spread throughout your body, down to the tips of your fingers as he held you close to him, his lips moving frantically against yours, as if he couldn't get enough. You placed your hands on his chest, trying to break the kiss, but all you could do was sigh against his lips as he wrapped an arm around you and lifted you easily off the ground, pushing you against the closed door. "C-Conrad," you gasped as his lips moved to your neck, his attentions sure to leave a mark. "This won't help you, Conrad. Please, just wait a few more minutes, Mason's on her way—"
"She will be no help, because it's you that I desire," he moaned against your skin, his hand deftly undoing the button and pulling down the zipper of your shorts. "You can tell me to stop. If you don't want this you can--"
"And what, let you die? Yeah no that's not gonna be on me," you huffed out. "Besides, I want this, too."
The only response from him was a sound between a grunt and a growl as he lifted you from the wall and laid you down on the small single size mattress at the corner of the room. "I'll make it up to you, I promise." His words came out rushed as he removed the shorts and panties from your legs in gentle tugs.
"Let's talk later when you're not dying from island pollen, okay?" He only gave you a little smirk as he unzipped the fly of his pants, only hearing the sound of his pants being pushed down this endless legs as he pressed heated kisses up your inner thighs.
A loud moan escaped you as you felt his feverish lips press a kiss to your folds, his tongue darting out and briefly licking into your entrance before kissing his way up your clothed body. You let out a whimpered moan of his name as he lined himself up to your entrance and pushed his way in with hurried thrusts, a fullness overtaking you followed by a mix of pleasure and pain as you began to feel the stretch of your walls to accommodate his size.
"F-Fuck, little one, you're p-perfect," he stuttered. "Even b-better than I dreamed."
Your thoughts were a haze, too lost in the feel of him mercilessly thrusting into you, like he was impatient to finally finish off the effects of the exotic pollen coursing through him. As impatient as he was in all things. But those words. Those words somehow burrowed into you more and more with every snap of his hips against yours.
He dreamt of this, too?
When his movements became staggered he reached a hand in between you to where your bodies were joined, his fingers starting to rub tight circles on your clit and making you jerk your hips even harder against his. "Conrad--!"
"Come with me, darling," he grunted before pressing his lips to your neck and rocking his hips even faster into yours, pushing you both over the edge. You felt your whole body quivering as your walls clenched and fluttered around him, flooding you with his own release.
You felt his movements slow, become more measured. Tender, even. Your heart began to constrict in your chest as he proceeded to press his lips to your temple and your cheek as you came down from your high, your chest still heaving as you still struggled to breathe properly after he'd taken you so frantically. Parts of your mind were already beginning to question if any of it was even real despite the startling realization that he was still inside you.
And still hard.
"Is your fever gone?" you breathed out, small whimpers escaping you as he worked his hand under your shirt and cupped your breast, his thumb rubbing at your nipple in slow, teasing circles while he trailed his kisses back to your mouth, capturing your lips in a soft kiss.
"It is. Though I can't say quite the same for my desire." You moaned into his mouth as he slowly began to move inside you again. "I don't think that would go away for a long while."
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A/N: Would you look at that, I finally wrote sex pollen smut 🥴🫡 Also just to be sure we're all on the same page with this, she thinks "little one" is an insult, meanwhile he actually calls her that affectionately. Because she's smol and he just wants to protect her 🥹💖
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The Professionals — 1966. dir. richard brooks, cin. conrad l. hall
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Day 20: Chorus
[Transcript:]
Patient #L-347
Name: James “Jimmy” Caladon
Date of Birth: 02/06/1937
Height: 5’ 3”
Weight: 98 lbs
Attending Doctor: Dr. Conrad Haves, awaiting transfer of care to Dr. Harrison Monroe.
Diagnosis: Mental Confusion
Symptom history: Visual and auditory hallucinations, disorganized thought/speaking patterns, delusional paranoia.  Institutionalized after suffering a break from reality.
Current treatment: Chlorpromazine, 400 mg/day, showing signs of effectiveness.  Pending evaluation.
Interview conducted on: 01/27/1962
Interview conducted by: Nurse Samuel Manford
S: Good morning, Jimmy.
J: Oh, Sammy!  Good morning, how are you?
S: I’m good, Jimmy, I’m good.  Did you sleep well?
J: Uhm…
S: Jimmy?
J: …No Sam, I didn’t.  Haven’t for the last few nights, actually.
S: I’m sorry to hear that, Jimmy.  Is there a specific reason?
J: …Doc, before I say anything, I promise I’ve been taking my meds, I promise.  You’ve been handing them to me, you know I’m honest, right?
S: I know Jimmy, I’ve watched you take them.  They’re helping, right?
J: A lot.  I feel a lot more in my own head these days.
S: That’s great to hear.  So, why did you need to tell me you’re taking your meds?
J: Because… Because I’ve been seeing something, these last few nights.
S: Seeing something?
J: Yeah Sammy… There’s something wandering the halls at night.  You can ask around, the others have seen it too, I think.  Or, at least, no one told me I was crazy when I told them.  They’re usually pretty quick to tell me that if I’m seeing things again.
S: Can you tell me a bit about what you’re seeing?
J: It’s… It’s different every few nights…
S: Then why don’t you tell me about the one you most recently saw.
J: Sure… uhm… It looked like a patient, I think.  I thought someone had gotten out of bed past curfew but… It wasn’t walking right.  Like, it’s leg or back was broken.  And it kept… wheezing.  But not like when the jumpy ones do after they come down.  It sounded… more.  Like, there was more than one person there.  Almost like a wail or… a song?  I don’t know…  It didn’t linger at my room much, just peered in, stared, then left.  I think I saw Dr. Monroe walk past pretty soon after.  Then the wheezing stopped.
S: Thank you for telling me, Jimmy.  Would you mind drawing me a picture of what you saw?
J: …You don’t believe me, do you?  Please don’t tell Dr. Monroe, I know he doesn’t like me…  I promise I wasn’t seeing things this time, I promise!
S: I know, I know.  Don’t cry.  I’m going to ask around if anyone else reported anything, I promise.  Until then, let’s keep this between you and me, okay?
J: You won’t tell the doc?
S: Not yet.  Besides, he barely pays attention to me anyways.  I doubt he’d listen even if I did tell him.
J: Okay… Thank you, Sammy.  I don’t like Dr. Monroe…  It feels like he’s trying to pick me apart…
S: Well, you’re showing great progress, Jimmy.  If these meds keep working, you might not have to deal with Monroe for long.  Won’t it be nice to be on the outside again?
J: I think so, but I’d miss you, Sammy!
S: Well, look, when you get out, come find me before you leave.  We’ll arrange something.  Okay?
J: Okay, doc.  Thank you.
S: Anytime, Jimmy.  Enjoy your morning, and be good for the nurse after me, alright?
J: I promise.
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Der Marathon-Mann (Marathon Man) ; Thriller ; USA ; 1976 ; FA ; Regie: John Schlesinger ; Drehbuch: William Goldman ; Produktion: Sidney Beckerman, Robert Evans für Robert Evans Company und Paramount Pictures ; Musik: Michael Small ; Kamera: Conrad L. Hall ; Schnitt:Jim Clark ; Darsteller: Dustin Hoffman, Laurence Olivier, Roy Scheider, William Devane, Marthe Keller, Fritz Weaver, Richard Bright, Marc Lawrence, Allen Joseph, Tito Goya, Ben Dova, Lou Gilbert, Jacques Marin, James Wing Woo
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Bemerkenswerter Soundtrack von Michael Small !
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135 planos que harán que recuperes la fe en el cine
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Un maravilloso vídeo ensayo de hace diez años que en su momento se hizo viral. En el verano de 2012, Flavorwire solicitó a sus lectores que sugirieran aquellas películas que consideraban eran las mejores de la historia del cine. El resultado, un montaje que la revista de cultura editó con los títulos propuestos por sus lectores y que rinde un hermoso homenaje al séptimo arte. Si eres amante del cine, seguro que disfrutarás de los magníficos ocho minutos que dura el montaje de Flavorwire. Las películas de las que se han extraído los planos, en orden de aparición:
Man with a Movie Camera (Mikhail Kaufman), The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford (Roger Deakins), Baraka (Ron Fricke), Koyaanisqatsi (Ron Fricke), Days of Heaven (Nestor Almendros), Akira Kurosawa’s Dreams (Takao Saito, Shoji Ueda), What Dreams May Come (Eduardo Serra), Legends of the Fall (John Toll), Lawrence of Arabia (Freddie Young), El Topo (Rafael Corkidi), La Dolce Vita (Otello Martelli), The Tree of Life (Emmanuel Lubezki), Daughters of the Dust (Arthur Jafa), Chinatown (John A. Alonzo), Hero (Christopher Doyle), Kagemusha (Takao Saito, Shoji Ueda), The Night of the Hunter (Stanley Cortez), Ugetsu (Kazuo Miyagawa), Songs from the Second Floor (Istvan Borbas, Jesper Klevenas, Robert Komarek), The Black Stallion (Caleb Deschanel), Vertigo (Robert Burks), Manhattan (Gordon Willis), Apocalypse Now (Vittorio Storaro), Lovers of the Arctic Circle (Gonzalo F. Berridi), The Duellists (Frank Tidy), Powaqqatsi (Graham Berry, Leonidas Zourdoumis), Ran (Asakazu Nakai, Takao Saito, Shoji Ueda), Bombay Beach (Alma Har’el), 2001: A Space Odyssey (Geoffrey Unsworth), The Thin Red Line (John Toll), Cave of Forgotten Dreams (Peter Zeitlinger), The New World (Emmanuel Lubezki), Solaris (Vadim Yusov), The Diving Bell and the Butterfly (Janusz Kaminksi), I Am Love (Yorick Le Saux), A Matter of Life and Death (Jack Cardiff), Onibaba (Kiyomi Kuroda), Blue Velvet (Frederick Elmes), No Country for Old Men (Roger Deakins), I Am Cuba (Sergei Urusevsky), The Fountain (Matthew Libatique), There Will be Blood (Robert Elswitt), The Human Condition (Yoshio Miyajima), The Proposition (Benoit Delhomme), Raise the Red Lantern (Lun Yang, Fei Zhao), The Godfather Part II (Gordon Willis), 2046 (Christopher Doyle, Pung-Leung Kwan), Beauty and the Beast (Henri Alekan), Melancholia, (Manuel Alberto Claro), Road to Perdition (Conrad L. Hall), Alexander Nevsky (Eduard Tisse), Sunrise (Charles Rosher, Karl Struss), Blade Runner (Jordan Cronenweth), Citizen Kane (Gregg Toland), House of Flying Daggers (Xiaoding Zhao), Wings of Desire (Henri Alekan), Atonement (Seamus McGarvey), The Last Emperor (Vittorio Storaro), Before Night Falls (Xavier Perez Grobet, Guillermo Rosas), The Last Picture Show (Robert Surtees), The Red Shoes (Jack Cardiff), Down by Law (Robby Müller), Amelie (Bruno Delbonnel), Chungking Express (Christopher Doyle, Wai-keung Lau), Children of Men (Emmanuel Lubezki), Black Orpheus (Jean Bourgoin), The Leopard (Giuseppe Rotunno), The Age of Innocence (Michael Ballhaus), Perfume: The Story of a Murderer (Frank Griebe), Raging Bull (Michael Chapman), The Fall (Colin Watkinson), The Pillow Book (Sacha Vierny), Martha Marcy May Marlene (Jody Lee Lipes), Nosferatu the Vampyre (Jorg Schmidt-Reitwein), The Third Man (Robert Krasker), Good Night and Good Luck (Robert Elswitt), The Scarlet Empress (Bert Glennon), The Man Who Wasn’t There (Roger Deakins), Talk to Her (Javier Aguirresarobe), In The Mood for Love (Christopher Doyle, Pung-Leung Kwan, Ping Bin Lee), The Man Who Cried (Sacha Vierny), Santa Sangre (Daniele Nannuzzi), The Passion of Joan of Arc (Rudolph Maté), In Cold Blood (Conrad L. Hall), 8 ½ (Gianni Di Venanzo), Brazil (Roger Pratt).
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Amazing Bill Evans music playlist: 30 tracks (Best jazz collection)
Amazing Bill Evans music playlist: 30 tracks (Best jazz collection) Best Sheet Music download from our Library.Track List: Please, subscribe to our Library. Thank you! Bill Evans biographyFirst recordings 1960s 1970s
Amazing Bill Evans music playlist: 30 tracks (Best jazz collection)
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qjKtO7cus4U Track List: 0:00:00 Bill Evans Trio - My Foolish Heart 0:04:56 Bill Evans Trio - Like Someone In Love 0:11:22 Bill Evans Trio - When I Fall In Love 0:16:15 Bill Evans Trio, Stan Getz - But Beautiful 0:22:01 Bill Evans Trio - Polka Dots And Moonbeams 0:27:01 Bill Evans - I Loves You Porgy 0:33:04 Bill Evans Trio - I Wish I Knew 0:37:45 Bill Evans - The Peacocks 0:43:58 Bill Evans Trio - Young And Foolish 0:49:51 Bill Evans, Bob Brookmeyer - As Time Goes By 0:56:46 Bill Evans Trio - Waltz For Debby 1:03:48 Bill Evans Trio - Alice In Wonderland 1:12:24 Bill Evans Trio - Autumn Leaves 1:18:22 Bill Evans Trio - Danny Boy 1:22:06 Bill Evans - Here's That Rainy Day 1:27:28 Bill Evans - Midnight Mood 1:32:46 Bill Evans - Emily 1:37:39 Bill Evans - Peace Piece 1:44:20 Bill Evans - Never Let Me Go 1:58:47 Bill Evans, Jim Hall - Skating In Central Park 2:04:12 Bill Evans, Jim Hall - Romain 2:09:37 Bill Evans - Love Theme From 'Spartacus' 2:14:47 Bill Evans Trio - Spring Is Here 2:19:53 Bill Evans Trio - My Romance 2:21:55 Bill Evans Trio - I'll See You Again 2:25:51 Bill Evans Trio - Come Rain Or Come Shine 2:29:11 Tony Bennett, Bill Evans - You Must Believe In Spring 2:35:03 Bill Evans Trio - Nardis 2:40:55 Bill Evans - Soiree 2:44:22 Bill Evans - Comrade Conrad
Bill Evans biography
Bill Evans ( Plainfield , August 16 , 1929 - Fort Lee , September 15 , 1980, born William John Evans , was an American jazz pianist and composer. Bill Evans was born in New Jersey to Harry L. Evans, born in Wales and Mary Saroka Evans, born in Rusyne, both lovers of music. They make him study piano and, as a second instrument, violin (which he will give up after two years) and then flute . When he was a teenager he began to be interested in jazz , and in particular by Bud Powell, Nat King Cole , George Shearing and Lennie Tristano; he plays in orchestras as a local amateur . Bill Evans continued his musical studies at Southern Louisiana College, graduating in 1950. After a brief stint in clarinetist Herbie Fields' orchestra, he spent three years in the Army as a flautist , stationed at Fort Sheridan. It will preserve for a long time a bitter memory of these years. Demobilized in 1954, he began playing and recording with New York's minor orchestras (the best known being the "variety" orchestra led by Jerry Wald), while taking composition classes at the Mannes School of Music. First recordings In 1955, he was noticed by the composer and theoretician of the "lydian concept" George Russell who invited him to record the album The Jazz Workshop with his "jazz smalltet" (1956) and then the title All about Rosie on the collective album Brandeis Jazz Festival (1957). Russell and Evans would later reunite for other albums: New York, NY (1959), Jazz in the Space Age (1960), Living Time (1972). In September 1956, Bill Evans recorded under his own name, for the Riverside label (with producer Orrin Keepnews), the trio New Jazz Conceptions with Teddy Kotick on double bass and Paul Motian on drums. If Bill Evans had not yet found the interaction that will characterize his approach to the jazz trio, he already demonstrates his innovative harmonizing technique on this album. After this album and his work with Russell made him known, Bill Evans became an in-demand studio musician and many musicians called on his services, including Tony Scott, Don Elliott, Eddie Costa, Jimmy Knepper, Helen Merrill, Sahib Shihab and Charles Mingus . Alongside John Coltrane and Cannonball Adderley ' regular sextet, Between February and November 1958, he was part of Miles Davis . In 1959, the trumpeter called him back for the recording of the Kind of Blue album . Miles Davis has always recognized the importance of Evans' contribution to this emblematic record of modal jazz . After this interlude with Miles Davis , Bill Evans resumed an intense career as a sideman - which did not stop until 1963, the date of his contract with Verve - recording, among others, with Cannonball Adderley , Michel Legrand , Art Farmer, Chet Baker , Lee Konitz , John Lewis, Oliver Nelson, Kai Winding , JJ Johnson and Bob Brookmeyer. At the same time, although he did not have a regular trio, he recorded records with this formula under his own name: Everybody digs Bill Evans (1958) and On Green Dolphin Street (1958 – unreleased at the time). 1960s In 1959, he formed a regular trio with bassist Scott LaFaro and drummer Paul Motian. The three partners, breaking with the tradition in which the double bass player and the drummer were limited to an accompanying role, dedicate themselves to an authentic "three-way improvisation". It is this "interaction" – this constant synergy between the three musicians – that makes this trio specific and modern. The three recorded four albums: Portrait in Jazz (1959), Explorations (1961) and especially two legendary albums from the same session at the Village Vanguard in New York: Waltz for Debby and Sunday at the Village Vanguard. Scott LaFaro died in a car accident just ten days after recording these records. Deeply affected by the death of LaFaro, Bill Evans, although he continues his career as an accompanist (albums as an accompanist for Mark Murphy , Herbie Mann, Tadd Dameron , Benny Golson …), does not record anything as a trio during almost a year Under his name, he recorded, in duo with Jim Hall, the album Undercurrent . It wasn't until May 1962 that he found himself in the studio as a trio, this time with Chuck Israels on double bass and Paul Motian on drums. What comes out of these sessions are the albums How My Heart Sings! and Moon Beams . In late 1962 - early 1963, he recorded his last albums for the Riverside label: Interplay (as a quintet with Freddie Hubbard and Jim Hall), Loose Blues (as a quintet with Zoot Sims and Jim Hall, unreleased at the time ), At Shelly's Manne-Hole (as a trio with Chuck Israels and Larry Bunker), and 13 solo tracks ( The Solo Sessions: Volume 1 & 2 - unedited at the time). Breaking album time with his usual trio, he recorded in 1962 for Verve trio album , while still under contract with Riverside, the Empathy of which Shelly Manne was co-leader. Evans signs with Verve-MGM. For Verve , Bill Evans will continue to record with his usual trios, but Creed Taylor, then producer of the label, will push him to diversify his production: albums with other stars of the brand ( Stan Getz , Gary McFarland…), solo, re-recording, with symphony orchestra… Between 1962 and 1969, the personnel of Evans' "regular" trio was reworked quite frequently. Between 1962 and 1965, Chuck Israels was occasionally replaced on double bass by Gary Peacock ( Trio '64 ) and veteran Teddy Kotick. From 1966 and for 11 years, Eddie Gómez will occupy the position of double bass player. The successive drummers were Larry Bunker ( Live ( 1964 ), Trio '65 ), Arnold Wise ( Bill Evans at Town Hall , 1966), Philly Joe Jones ( California, Here I Come , 1967), Jack DeJohnette ( Bill Evans at Montreux Jazz ). Festival , 1968) and, more briefly, Joe Hunt and John Dentz. In 1969, drummer Marty Morell joined the trio, remaining until 1975. During this period, on European tours, Evans sometimes travels without his usual accompanists and then turns to "local" musicians: Palle Danielsson, Niels-Henning Ørsted Pedersen, Rune Carlsson (1965), Alex Riel (1966)… During his Verve period , Evans recorded with different formulas than his "usual trio". He recorded Alone (1968) . He re-recorded Conversations with Myself (1963), then Further Conversations with Myself (1967). With string orchestra (conducted by Claus Ogerman) and trio, Bill Evans trio with symphony orchestra (1965). With other musicians, Gary McFarland (1962), Stan Getz (1964), Monica Zetterlund ( Waltz for Debby , 1964), Jim Hall ( Intermodulation , 1966), Shelly Manne ( A Simple Matter of Conviction - 1966), Jeremy Steig ( What's New , 1969). Here ends the "Verve Period", with the album From Left to Right (1970), a recording on the border between light music and jazz, where Bill Evans, accompanied by a string orchestra, uses the electric piano for the first time " Fender Rhodes ". It should be noted that Evans' last albums for Verve are no longer produced by Creed Taylor but by Helen Keane (Evans' artistic agent since 1962). From the end of the contract with Verve , it is Helen Keane who will act as "coach" of the pianist's career. It will be the producer of the records that Evans will record for Columbia , CTI Records, Fantasy and Warner Bros. 1970s Between 1969 and 1975, Bill Evans performed mainly with Eddie Gómez and Marty Morell. This trio recorded many albums: among others, Jazzhouse , You're Gonna Hear From Me (1969), Montreux II (1970), The Bill Evans Album (1971), The Tokyo concert , Half Moon Bay (1973), Since We Met , Re: Person I Knew, Blue in green (1974). During this period, Bill Evans participates in two recordings quite far removed from his usual productions: Living Time , an experimental composition for piano and large ensemble by George Russell (1972) and Symbiosis (1974), a concerto for piano and orchestra by "Third stream music" composed by Claus Ogerman. He also recorded at this time two duet albums with Eddie Gómez ( Intuition - 1974, Montreux III - 1975) and one solo ( Alone (Again) - 1975). Evans also recorded two sessions ( The Tony Bennett: Bill Evans Album - 1975, Together again - 1976) with crooner Tony Bennett . Finally, Evans signs his last record in re-recording, New Conversations (1978). In 1976, Marty Morell was replaced on drums by the understated but subtle Eliot Zigmund. This will remain the last rhythm that will be perfectly integrated into the pianist's universe. The trio thus composed finds a second wind and records I Will Say Goodbye (1977, published in 1980, after the death of the pianist) and the elegiac You Must Believe in Spring (1977, published in 1981). The three men also recorded Crosscurrents (1977) with Lee Konitz and Warne Marsh. Eddie Gómez left Evans in 1978. After trying numerous double bass players (Michael Moore, Michel Donato…), Evans hired the young Marc Johnson. and Larry Schneider was recorded It was around this time that the Affinity quintet album with Toots Thielemans . In 1979, he reunited with Larry Schneider but this time with Tom Harrell , for another quintet album, We will meet again . For a brief period, "veteran" Joe Philly Jones returned to fill in as drummer, before Evans hired another young musician, Joe LaBarbera. There are no studio recordings of this definitive trio. On the other hand, it was recorded a lot in discos or in concerts ( Homecoming , The Paris concert. ed. 1 & 2 , Turn out the stars: the final recordings of Village Vanguard , The Last Waltz , Consecration …). All these recordings were only published after the death of the pianist. The music of this trio is the "swan song" of the pianist. He performed for the penultimate time in August 1980 at the Molde Jazz Festival. On September 15, 1980, at the age of fifty-one, with poorly treated hepatitis , his body exhausted by addiction too long a drug ( heroin in the 60s and 70s, cocaine at the end of his life), Bill Evans died as a result of internal bleeding. Discography Bill Evans' discography is particularly important. In addition to "official" recordings for labels such as Riverside, Verve , CTI, Columbia , Fantasy and Warner Bros. Records , there are a significant number of more or less official albums. Musical compositions B minor waltz Bill's belle (àlies Just a beginner in love ) Bill's hit tune Blue in Green (co-author Miles Davis ) C minor blues chase Carnival Catch the wind (àlies Get yourself another fool ) Children's play song Chromatic tune Comrade Conrad (aka Theme for Crest ) Displacement Epilogue Five For Nenette (alias In April ) Fudgesicle built for two Fun ride Funkallero Funny man G waltz Here's something to you Hollywood (written with Claus Ogerman ) Interplay It's love, it's Christmas It must be love * Knit for Mary F. Laurie (alias The dream ) Letter To Evan Loose blues Maxine My bells NYC's: no lark One for Helen Only child The opener Orbit (alias Unless it's you ) Peace Piece Peri's scope Prologue Re: person I knew Remembering the rain Show type tune (alias Tune for a lyric ) A simple matter of conviction Since we met Song for Helen Story line Sugar plum * (coautor John Court) Theme: what you gave (àlies Don't count your dreams till they come true! ) There came you These Things Called Changes 34 skidoo Tiffany Time remembered Turn out the stars Twelve tone tune (alias TTT ) Twelve tone tune two (aka TTTT ) The two lonely people (àlies The man and the woman ) Very early Walkin' up Waltz for Debby Waltz in Eb We will meet again Yet ne'er broken Your story Read the full article
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“Gets Three Years in Pen For Swindling Of Canon,” Toronto Star. February 10, 1939. Page 33. ---- Frank Barbara Got $5,000 From Late Rev. W. L. Baynes-Reed --- OTHERS SENTENCED ---- (No. 1 Police Court at City Hall, Magistrate Forsyth.) Frank Barbara, convicted of obtaining $5,000 to $8,000 by fraud from the late Canon Baynes-Reed over a period of several years, was given three years in penitentiary by Magistrate Forsyth in police court today. He was found guilty on Tuesday last.
‘I don’t want to say anything about the late canon, other than that if he had lived, Barbara would not have been convicted,’ C. H. Howard, defence counsel, told the court before sentence was passed.
‘The canon was not deluded and deceived all the time,’ went on counsel, ‘and after he found out Barbara told him about getting the money fraudulently, the canon still helped him.
‘Had it not been for Barbara making a clean sweep of it all to the police, there would ave been no evidence.
‘The death of the canon was very unfortunate for my man. He would have given evidence if he was alive that would have helped him. Barbara should be given the benefit of that.’
‘What do you think this is, a checker game,’ demanded his worship of counsel. ‘This man has already been convicted and it is now but a matter of sentence.’
‘I plead that he helped the police,’ argued counsel.
The court refused to date the sentence back a month, to the date of arrest. Barbara had a previous police record.
Another man was sentenced a month ago on a similar charge of obtaining money from the late canon by fraud.
Two Years for Counterfeiter John Belluck and Conrad Finch, convicted earlier in the week of manufacturing counterfeit coins, appeared for sentence today before Magistrate Forsyth. Belluck also faced a second conviction of breaking into a gasoline station.
Finch, declared by the court to be the ring-leader, was given two years in the penitentiary. Belluck was given six months.
The two youths were found with counterfeit 25 cent pieces in their possession, and at their homes were found moulds for 25 cent and 5 cent pieces, as well as plaster and tools, police told the court.
Defence counsel asked the court to give Finch, a youth fo 21, with but one leg, a reformatory term, pleading the boy might be taught a trade.
‘He has a record,’ replied the court. ‘He has already been in the reformatory and it has done him no good. Unless the crown interferes, I cannot change the sentence.’
‘The crown cannot interfere in such a serious charge,’ said Norman Borins, crown counsel.
‘I feel Belluck wouldn’t be in such a serious charge,’ said Norman Borins, crown counsel.
‘I feel Belluck wouldn’t be in this trouble if it were not for Finch,’ the court went on.
‘Your worship it will be hard for the boy to get along with one leg at the pen,’ argued defence counsel.
‘They will teach him a trade there,’ replied the court with finality.
Gets 9 1/2 Years to Serve 2 Although a total of nine and a half years was meted out to Bernard Capistran, who appeared today for sentence on 10 charges, he will serve but two years less one day. His 10 terms were concurrent.
On each of three charges of auto theft, he was given two years less one day, and in the seven other charges of fraud and theft, he was given six months each.
‘You might very well have been sent to the penitentiary,’ said Magistrate Forsyth, ‘but I am taking into consideration the fact that you have been honest about the whole thing.’ His worship refused to date the sentence back.
Leo Sulvain pleaded guilty to five charges of fraud, laid by Detective-Sergt. Albert Johns. He will be sentenced Feb. 14.
Edward W. Gunn, convicted on two charges of fraud, was given 6 months.
Gerald Mackie, 18, who last Wednesday was arrested, arraigned and convicted of stealing an auto within three hours after the car was stolen, today was given one year imprisonment.
Jail One, Free One Kenneth Cromwell, convicted of retaining a stolen bicycle, was given six months. A similar charge against Harold Miller was dismissed.
THREE YEARS FOR SWINDLER Frank Barbara was convicted of obtaining $5,000 to $8,000 by fraud from the late Canon Baynes-Reed. Magistrate Forsyth sentenced him to three years in penitentiary.
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