The title comes from conversation w/ friend about how sniffer dogs have the best dog job: they get to wear a fancy uniform, use a taser so their teeth don't get messed up & have their noses in drugs all day!

I wrote this over the course of a weekend, for a jazz-oriented album on teh Audiosex forum. I wanted it to be like a tour of the ages / stuff I like about jazz & instruments. It's (jazz) just an excuse to use good ones, which is a good enough reason. I imagined a quintent (?) of old, beardy jazzers gradually getn more worse for wear, but still tight and focused. Ish. >____> A bit like the form, over the years :D maybe. I tried to be in a swaggery, ballsy, upfront, take-no-prisoners, only stop when ya heart does kinda mood. I hope it came across! No theory was harmed (or used) or learned in making this mess!

I tried to just use trad / famous / notorious jazz instruments. It's about 95% played live, by me. Some (tiny bits) of the bass are edited and all of the drums are programmed. Most of the rest is just one take: out of the brain onto the page. The most annoying / difficult part was the reeds, having to redo the articulations is a colossal PITA! Everything else was pure infectious joy...

Anyway, this is dedicated to a pink fluffy panther who said "jazz is the end of all randomness". I hope he can see it does have some random stuff happen sometimes? I tried whenever possible to add in random stuff thoughtlessly (toms after crashes, crashes on wrong accent, random hats / rides / notes =) whenever anything was making too much sense. It didn't happen many times. I hope it remains a glorious, joyous, delirious mess of bravado and idiocy!

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super sniffer dog (jazz Is the end of randomness)

I'm just someone trying to make muzak using my brain. It sometimes succeeds in being hilarious.

super sniffer dog (jazz Is the end of randomness)

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