Strode from a dayful of fresh sun and up onto the "Giant Steps" of the Doghouse Jam. There's "No Greater Love" you can sway with, on into the dusky embrace of a Sunday evening, and even beyond that, eluding the forced marches of Monday morning. Listen to the saxual summons of Andrew Speight: love will shine through every day in every key, tickled, slid, and percussed too by the angel band of Ben Stolorow, Peter Barshay, and Vince Lateano. How much are you feeling now? Ben might finger your rib, Peter plunk your bra strap, Vince tap into what's behind the Dream Door. What is love no greater than, Andrew asks rhetorically, informed by his offstage affection. Time for your lesson in "Anthropology", as Professor Speight blows away the allergenic staff paper that accumulated before and after Bebop was born, conjuring up an Ozzie cyclone. "We're not in Kansas City any more, Toto!", we're in some subtle Brisburg where Ben's crisp fingers reach out to hold the warm, soft hands of our id. ("That guy's a bloody genius!", exclaims the lovely, grateful Linda.) With his own extension of the collective unconscious, Andrew secures the microphone to vocalize, "I got my girl, who could ask for anything more?" Now all we can collectively ask for is more, and with the crispy tattooed announcement from Vince's drumsticks, we're handed the pre-Revolutionary manifesto, "Tin Tin Deo"; does this mean it's warning us, in our own election year, not to worship a tin god? As Andrew, after all this waiting, reestablishes trade with Cuba, the Cubans are now free to cruise down Bayshore Boulevard in their rusty red '58 Corvette, with the top down, with their defenses and our defenses all down. Let Ben brew up a commie-capitalistic cocktail, but don't let the blender block Peter's jaunty stride along the Playa Boca Ciega, where the beautiful blind woman can follow his throb. This could be our "Shining Hour", while the days are still long and our hearts are still keeping our ears alive. May it shine into all the sets and the servings of sisig to come.