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Hit a triple with the three CDs I bought last weekend, and “28 Days Later,” the zombie film I went to see, kicked ass. I love it when a plan comes together.

— 28 Days Later: I saw the version with the alternative ending. Not surprisingly, I like the bleaker approach better. But I think it better fits the nature of the film. I also was amazed at how much it pays homage to Romero. The shopping spree harkens Dawn of the Dead, with all its shopping mall antics. The captured zombie and military angle are very similar to Day of the Dead. And the alternative ending brings a bleakness that Night of the Living Dead invoked. But 28 Days still goes its own way. I particularly like the whole rage thing, and the fast-moving zombies really are creepy. Not sure what effect they used to capture that, but it worked.

— “Electric Bath,” The Don Ellis Orchestra. This CD is awesome. Stumbled across a piece on Ellis and decided to check him out. He plays a lot of off time signatures — 5/4, 7/4, 19/4 — and gives jazz a dip in psychedlia that’s really interesting. I’ll be buying more of his stuff.

— “Chinatown,” The Be Good Tanyas. These three women are incedible. I have “Blue Horse” already and fell for it immediately. This CD is just as good. Great version of Townes Van Zant’ “Waiting Around to Die,” and the originals are really solid, too.

They can play.

— “The Three Pickers: Earl Scruggs, Doc Watson, Ricky Skaggs.” Another winner. Scruggs, to my mind, is the father of bluegrass music (and he was way cool on the Beverly Hillbillies). Alison Krauss also appears on a few tunes. Very nice. And thanks to Tivo (all praise Tivo) I also found a “Great Performances” of this show, so I got to see the video, too.

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Happy birthday, Bob.

Happy birthday, Bob.

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You know you’re in Knoxville when …

Within a two-block section of torn up Market Square, you encounter:

— Two pairs of fat, sweaty, screaming men waving Bibles and bleating about the wonders of GEE-sUS for everyone to enjoy. I mean, who are they hoping to convert? You can’t spit without hitting a fundamentalist Christian in Knoxville. And I’d think most heathens would be unlikely to fall for a used car dealer approach to peddling religion.

— The sound of jackhammers, heavy equipment and swearing construction workers as Knoxville tries once againt to forge a viable downtown out of the Beirut-remains of its former glory.

— Within 20 feet of the second pair of so-called Christians, a guy dressed up in a giant dollar bill suit handing out something (I didn’t get close enough to see what) to promote a local bank. The juxtaposition was too much for me to handle, and I started laughing uncontrollably, confusing all of the assembled evangelists — those trying to force feed us their beliefs, their banking practices and their vision of a revitalized downtown …

Also, I intend to post more photos/notes from the Jamaica trip. Just need to find time. I wrote about it until about mid-way, then just lost all motivation to boot the computer. That’s when I knew the vacation was a success.