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Looks intriguing. I got started on Philip K. Dick in college, the class Science Fiction & Religion, in the Philosophy Dept. (not my major). I've not seen the series. Cracking open the yellowed pages:

Stretching "new release" to "release much lesser known", hopefully "new" to enjoy. Perhaps you are, like my wife, a fan of the drummer Peter Edward Baker.?

A little off the top & some more cowbell, please.

Apology, Charlie, missed this whilst posting the same in Way Off Scale today. Mods may delete my post.

Edit: already posted by Charlie.

German film score composer and record producer Hanz Zimmer's works are notable for integrating electronic music sounds with traditional orchestral arrangements.

Not Charlie Hunter's most recent release but this duo setting sounds like a guitar-Hammond B3/bass-drum trio/quartet, thanks to Hunter's eight-string guitar (five treble strings, three bass). "That doesn't mean that Hunter's playing sounds gimmicky -- on the contrary, his virtuosity makes this duo album sound like a nice, conventional guitar trio date. Percussionist Leon Parker is a bit more active than most jazz drummers, and that works out very nicely in this context, especially on the Latin-tinged "Mean Streak" and on Parker's own "Belief." There are also fine interpretations of the old jazz chestnut, "You Don't Know What Love Is," and of Brian Wilson's "Don't Talk (Put Your Head on My Shoulder)." Hunter's funky "The Spin Seekers" harks back to his work with T.J. Kirk. This is a wonderful, warm, rewarding album."

Elephant9, Norwegian progressive/neo-psychedelic/jazz-rock trio. Long track with changes along the way–hang in there.

THE MORE LOVING ONE Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me. Admirer as I think I am Of stars that do not give a damn, I cannot, now I see them, say I missed one terribly all day. Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an empty sky And feel its total dark sublime, Though this might take me a little time. W.H. Auden