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I really enjoyed using this textbook. It was fun to read and I enjoy refering back to it. I learned a lot and would suggest this to anyone, even if you are not taking a psychology class.

Scarlett Dean has taken a tragic situation and the usual attendant what-if questions to new heights. What if a murdered cop could come back and solve her own murder? What if she could team up with her own sister, also a cop, to get the job done? And what exactly happens on the other side, anyhow?

Lindsay Frost does not volunteer for this assignment, but when she is murdered in her own home, with the death staged to look like a suicide, the cop within her refuses to completely shuffle off the mortal coil, at least not until she gets justice. Fortunately her sister, also in law enforcement and much more open to the paranormal than Lindsay was in life, feels the same way. The two sisters tag-team the investigation in a story that is funny and fast-paced, satisfying and touching, and ultimately tinged with sadness since their work together is always overshadowed by that one big obstacle: one of them is dead. But don't let that stop you from enjoying the ride. The story is believable and smooth, and the ending gives a nod to Dean's former work in the field of horror.

I hope this is the start of a series!

Her partner Gerard Alvarez tells Lindsay Frost that Buford Jones was released from prison after a drug bust failed. When the guilty verdict was pronounced Buford threatened Lindsay for she was instrumental in taking him down. When an anxious Lindsay enters her home, she sees noting disturbing so she relaxes. Not long afterward she watches the police looking at her naked body in the bathtub as the cops officially declare suicide, but Gerald and her sister, police officer Kate Frost believe otherwise.

Lindsay soon meets other spirits like herself who have unfinished business to attend to on the mortal plane or have things to learn about their new existence. The only person who can see or hear Lindsay is Kate. Rivals in life, the sisters agree to team up to find Lindsay's killer, but the deceased sibling has bigger issues than uncovering her murderer. Lindsay battles an evil spirit bent on eliminating her entirely while Kate struggles with her superiors who demand she drop the case.

INVISIBLE SHIELD is a superb paranormal police procedural that focuses on two sisters who are so eerily alike in life and were competitors pushing one another to excel while in death they find common ground. Lindsay makes friends and enemies in limbo with some allies saving her after-life when her spirit stalker tries to snuff her light out. There is plenty of action on both sides of the veil between the living and the dead as Scarlett Dean creates a marvelous mystical mystery.

Harriet Klausner

First off, let me say that I think I have a pretty good handle on the jam/groove scene today. I live in NYC and tons of bands come through. HOWEVER, I had no idea of how much stuff is out there. After reading JAM BANDS, I do now. Dean Budnick's book does an excellenet job of explaining what's happening in the current jam rock movement. There are 170 individual essays on bands, with photos, CD reviews, interviews and more. It's a massive undertaking (and a chunky book). But that's not it because in the back of the book JAM BANDS has four more sections. The first one is all about taping and trading (as a trader but not a taper I actually learned a bit). The second section (and my favorite) is a history of the Wetlands which has interviews with the owners, the various band members who have played there (including members of Strangefolk, God Street Wine and quite a few more). The third section on magazines and stuff is cool and the game at the end is sort of weird (in a dooofy, fun way). All in all though Budnick does an amazing job of bringing all this info together, with a smooth writing style that's keeps the reader involved without being repetitive, obnoxious or otherwise lame. A fine book.

This book took me by surprise. The depth of research and analysis is quite impressive- 170 Jam bands from around the country with all sorts of info about them: photos, interviews, disc reviews. The sections in the back on taping was quite helpful in clearing up some questions I had. My favorite part of the book might just be "Wetlands: Ten Years of Grooves." This book is overwhelming in the best way possible. I've already discovered some new bands and traded for a handful of tapes. If you like groove music I am quite confident you will be happily overwhelmed by Jam Bands.

I found this calendar to be of better quality than the run-of-the-mill, same old, same old (sweater pics, New York streets) that appear in most others in some form year after year. In fact, I believe there are at least three images in the Brown Trout calendar that I have either never seen, or which have never been "featured" before. That is refreshing. An excellently produced, well worth a look collectible for Dean fans

I am a Dean fan and always hang one of his calendars up in my computer room every year. The photos are good and the calendar boxes are large enough to enter appointments.

I'm not actually a James Dean "collector" yet, but I am so fascinated by him. The book was very interesting and informative, loaded with enough information. I'm sure it would be very helpful to any James Dean fan. I just may try finding some stuff on eBay!

This book is a must for all Dean fans.It has every item that has ever been made or written on Dean.......It is very informative and has lots and lots of pictures......I am so glad that I bought this book.

Okay. A bit of a confession here. Back in 2003 I wrote a review of "Blues Journey" in which I said many nice things including, "This is the book that took my breath away", which is fairly expansive even for me. Three years have now passed, and what father/son team Walter and Christopher Myers did for the blues they are doing now for jazz. Looking back on "Blues Journey", I realize that at the time this was not a book I was particularly good at understanding. I had the wherewithal to know that it was beautiful, but if you asked me the number of times I've thought about "Blues Journey" in this three year interim, the answer would be hardly at all. "Jazz" is different. I know it sounds unlikely, but I think this book has something its predecessor lacked. "Jazz" has a purpose, defined by its dedication ("To the children of New Orleans") and brought to searing sizzling life by both its author and its artist. No one can tell you after perusing this book that "Jazz" isn't hot as all get out.

An introduction. For two green pages we are given some facts before the fancy. What is jazz? Where are its roots? How did it grow, prosper, and come to flourish? Where is it today? That's a lot to slip into two little pages, but before you know it you've learned a fact or two and on you go to the poems. They echo what we've just discovered about the music itself. You're looking at a man, bare to the waist, beating out a rhythm on the drum just in front of him. Now it's a black silhouette of a piano player poised against a shifting deepening red background, lit from below. We're in New Orleans following a jazz funeral, then looking down on a charismatic keyboardist with a zoot suit of fine scarlet lines. Beautiful women croon to men curved over, above, and around their instruments. It's jazz, baby. With a glossary in the back and a timeline for kicks.

Right off the bat I'd like to thank Mr. Myers senior for explaining something to me in his lengthy two-page Introduction that I didn't even know I didn't know. The birth of jazz: how did it happen? The answer can be found in a small selection at the bottom of the first page. "Since so many black musicians were still not formally trained in reading musical notation, there had to be some way of knowing what the other players were going to do so that they could perform together". So they used common chord structures that would allow them to "stray from the melody" and come back to it howsoever they were inclined. You would think that your average twenty-eight-year-old American would have picked up this kind of information somewhere amongst their various meanderings. Not so much. To Mr. Walter then, a debt of gratitude.

Music related books for youth, be they picture books, novels, or comic books, have the awesomely difficult task of conveying an absent sense through words alone. Sometimes a picture might help, but it is the rhythm of the words that keep the toes tapping and throat humming. When this book began I wasn't quite in the right mind set. I read the poems the same way you might read something by Robert Frost or Emily Dickinson. But even my Neanderthal brain began to get into the swing of things when I encountered the poem, "Oh, Miss Kitty". It starts with a kind of blues refrain about the sweet Miss Kitty who's anything but small. Then the poem starts to get going. Without realizing it, your brain has suddenly started to add additional voices aside from the person "singing" the song. You read, "she's in love with the piano man" when suddenly words of a different color and font jump out of nowhere to say, "tickle them ivories, boy!". Who said that? To my mind, it's the jazz orchestra itself. And without even realizing it I'm hearing different voices, tones, rhythms, beats, and all with just the gentle prodding of Walter's words and some creative font use. Combine that with, what Joann Sfar in "Klezmer" called the, "silent melody of drawing", and you're as close as you'll ever get to fooling your ears through your eyes.

I also happen to think that Christopher Myers is getting better and better as the years go by. A quick glance at the publication page and we see that the illustrations were done, "by painting black ink on acetate and placing it over acrylic". I have no idea what that means. Fortunately, I don't need to. Christopher is pushing himself here, bringing to mind scenes of remarkable beauty. A bassist stands in the harsh white light, all white features against black shadows. I like Myers better when he presents his musicians rather than his dancers. For some reason, the swing dancers in "Jazz" seem to have less verve and pep than even the most soulful of saxophonists. Sometimes Christopher messes with you too. The poem "Sesssion II" about a slide trombone is coupled against the image of a man playing the drums. "Session I", begins with, "Bass thumping like death gone happy", but instead there's a horn player standing front and center. Still, jazz is an ensemble creation. You don't blame an instrument if it appears where you thought another might crop up. Some leniency is required.

Not too long ago I was with a group of librarians discussing "Jazz" at their leisure. It was the opinion of some that in spite of its picture book packaging, this is a teen book at its core. No violence or sexual references inspired such an assumption. It's just that "Jazz" has a kind of sophistication to it that children may not be accustomed to. I hear now the mighty roar of the masses saying something to the equivalent of, "Well GET them accustomed to it!". Why place this book in an area where teens will pooh-pooh it for its young packaging while the audience that might get something out of it finds it out of reach and inaccessible? And I agree with you there. Still, I would suggest that for those libraries savvy enough (savvy may equal rich in this case) to risk it, try putting "Jazz" in both areas. It won't speak to all the kids or all the teens, but sometimes "some" is just enough.

We all have our favorite jazz related picture books. Most were created by Chris Raschka ("Charlie Parker Played Be Bop", "Mysterious Thelonious", "John Coltrane's Giant Steps", amongst others) with others filtering in here and there. My favorite is "Jazz". No children's book, to my mind, has acknowledged the New Orleans hurricane tragedy yet. No children's book has had the chance. And while I am certain that "Jazz" was in production before the hurricane ever hit, Myers and son have tipped their hat to the city's brilliant musical past with just the right book. You'd be a fool to let yourself pass this one up.

This book is a true find! I'm a teaching poet in the schools and this handsome book with its truly musical poetry helped me when teaching jazz--and jazz poetry-to elementary school kids. The sophisticated poems (some of which address separate elements of jazz including the different instruments) read rhythmically in a way that delights when read aloud! Highly recommended!

Filled with the amazing jelly photography these nature essays are written by women who truly know the genre! Terry Tempest Williams has written a beautiful foreword and Judith Connor and Nora Deans wrote sparkling essays about they're involvement with these strange animals. This book also mirrors the new exhibit at the Monterey Bay Aquarium. A treasure!

If you like jellies, you'll probably love this book--I did. But don't buy it as presented here. The $48 price indicated on this page is ridiculous and, most likely, in error. The book is published by the Monterey Bay Aquarium and carries a retail price of $16.95, which is what I paid at the aquarium.

Ms. Beye's retelling of her Grandmother's life stories is a must read. Ms. Dean's life truly illustrates the qualities of what it means to be human and exemplifies the kinds of love that exist in this world. It gives hope to the humanity in each one of us, so that we can possibly experience the breadth of life she did. Easily read in one sitting this story pulls you through and can leave you in tears as you feel as you are a part of the story. As I said, an absolute must read.

V. Charlene Beye really takes you into the mind and life of her grandmother. Great story.

This book taught me so much about Dean's real feelings, what he was really like. I highly recommend it to anyone interested in his life. It is by far the best book ever published about James B.Dean.

This book is excellent. It is presented as abstract, creative, and genious as it's subject. It also includes some of the rarest pictures of Jimmy, and unlike some other Dean Biographies keff keff ("Boulevard"...) the writing is as engrossing as the pictures themselves. This is an excellent addition to any JBD library, along with "Rebel" by Spoto and "The Mutant King". This book is more refference of Jimmy as a person, than a straight-forward bio, but that's what makes it great.

I don't usually read this genre book, but found it well written and understandable without resorting to the usual sensationalism. Mr. Siegman factually and interestingly tells the story of "just a reular guy" who overcame difficulties most people would find hard to imagine. Charlie's story tells us the behind the scenes story of injury, recovery and hope, only to be shattered by the "flashback" nightmares so many of our vets faced during that era filled with turmoil both on the front lines and at home. For the most part, protest marchers were often mis-informed and misguided thanks to the likes of "Hanio Jane" Fonda and her kind. The old cliche of "a comeback against all odds" must be applied to this fine young man who was kind enough to share his story and to Mr. Siegman who wrote it so clearly and well. Thank you for sharing this story with us, Mr. Siegman and best wishes to Charlie!

Dean Siegman has done a masterful job of revealing the incredible life story of Charlie Morris. This book is heart warming and inspiring, but does not sugar-coat the harsh realities and struggles of someone dealing with both physical limitations and post traumatic stress disorder. Readers of this well constructed biography will almost certainly be inspired to do more with their own lives after learning of the remarkable achievements of Charlie Morris. A highly recommended read for anyone who believes the human spirit can overcome almost any oblstacle, for you will find no finer example of that notion than the life of Charlie Morris. This book is worth every minute of the time you will spend with it.