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4 DOWNBEAT FEBRUARY 2011
February 2011
On the Cover
30
24 unky Green
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& Rudresh
Mahanthappa
Breaking Free
Of The System
By Ted Panken
Massimo Mantovani
extremely high levels of creativity,
as heard on their latest CD Omar Sosa
project as coleaders, Apex. Cover photography by Jimmy Katz
Features
30 Omar Sosa
Goes Deep
By Dan Ouellette
55 Mina Cho 59 Mike Reed 67 Kneebody 68 Tarbaby
34 John McNeil
All Wit
By Jim Macnie
Departments
38 Kevin Eubanks
Shapes His 8 First Take 20 Players 72 Transcription
Post-Leno Career John Hébert
By Kirk Silsbee
10 Chords & Discords 74 Toolshed
James Falzone
13 The Beat Andrew Rathbun 78 Jazz On Campus
42 150 Great Jazz Venues Remembering Milton Suggs 82 Blindfold Test
An International Listing James Moody
51 Reviews Kenny Barron &
of the Best Places 17 European Scene 70 Master Class Mulgrew Miller
to See Live Jazz 18 Caught Claire Daly
Rudresh’s Mission
A
bout 15 years ago, I went to Chicago’s Green Mill jazz club for a
different sort of gig. The event was a CD-release party that a
group of master’s degree candidates at Chicago’s Columbia
College’s arts, entertainment
and media management pro- Rudresh
gram organized to celebrate Mahanthappa,
circa mid-1990s
a release on their own label,
AEMMP Records. While in-
die record labels had a better
chance for success—actual-
ly, survival—in the mid-’90s
than they do today, this was
still a quixotic venture com-
ing from a group of students.
AEMMP was even more
idealistic in that their sign-
ing was a young, and un-
compromising, jazz alto sax-
ophonist named Rudresh
Mahanthappa.
Needless to say, Mahan-
thappa has come a long way
since the release of his de-
but disc, Yatra. But even back
then, his assertive tone and
unique way of combining
jazz with South Asian music
revealed that he had an origi-
credit
nal vision and determination
that would take him far in any art. He’s also always had a deep respect for
the traditions he chose to investigate, and that includes the work of jazz el-
der Bunky Green, who shares Ted Panken’s cover story with Mahanthappa
for this issue.
In talking with Mahanthappa this past week about when I met him at
the Green Mill in 1996, he said that the career he’s built for himself was al-
ways the dream, but, of course, it’s never guaranteed. He also is thankful
for the opportunity that the upstart label gave him. Having a disc in hand
was a valuable calling card when he moved to New York the following year
and began encountering the heavier hitters in the media (this was an era be-
fore downloads, or e-mailed mp3s). All of which reaffirms that the dreams
of a group of Midwestern students should never be taken lightly.
The reason why AEMMP signed Mahanthappa, and held its party at
the Green Mill, was because of one particular student, Michael Orlove,
who was handling the label’s a&r. Then—and now—Orlove has kept his
ear toward finding sounds from around the city and around the planet that
Chicagoans need to hear. Orlove is currently senior program director for
the city’s department of cultural affairs. He’s been the driving force for
the city’s stellar world music festival, as well as excellent free events year-
round at the Chicago Cultural Center. The Green Mill and the Chicago
Cultural Center are included in this issue’s venue guide: this club and civ-
ic institution show that it takes a combination of smart entrepreneurs, pub-
lic programs and educational efforts—often, working together—to build a
lasting audience for such artists as Mahanthappa.
This issue also includes a memorial tribute to the wonderful saxophon-
ist/flutist James Moody, who died on Dec. 9. Along with his beautiful me-
lodic feel and warm sense of humor, he and his wife, Linda, were tire-
less advocates for jazz education. For information on how to donate to the
James Moody Scholarship Fund, go to his website, jamesmoody.com. DB
Stop Thieves!
Thanks very much for the article on
Internet piracy of music publica-
tions (“Thief!,” January 2011). I
would like to make it clear that
Sher Music Co. is still very much
in the business of selling our
world-class jazz fake books. My
statement that “We are out of the
fake book business” referred to
the great difficulty in justifying the production rassment, have left this undone for decades. Ja-
of new fake books when we know they will be mal waits, while Herbie Hancock, Chick Corea
scanned and distributed free of charge all over and Keith Jarrett, all employees of Miles Davis,
the Internet. My hope is that people reading went in ahead of the man who influenced him
your article will be made aware of the serious (and that’s no disrespect to their individual tal-
negative consequences of illegally downloading ents). Let’s hope the Veterans Committee won’t
books and refrain from this unethical practice. have to do it. I wonder just how many of Davis’
Chuck Sher pianists were told, “Play like Ahmad Jamal.”
Sher Music Company
Ron Seegar
El Paso, Texas
The
Inside
15 I Riffs
16 I Nicole Mitchell
17 I European Scene
18 I Caught
20 I Players
Moody’s
James Moody
S
axophonist/flutist James Moody died on Dec. 9, of pancreatic can-
cer, at 85 near his home in San Diego, Calif. His career stretched
back across nearly 65 years of jazz history, and while it was a som-
ber end to a life of ebullient music making, his friends and colleagues chose
to celebrate his life—not his passing—during the days that followed.
“It’s nothing to mourn about,” Sonny Rollins said. “It’s not that I’m not
sorry we won’t get a chance to hear him play any more or be in his compa-
ny. That’s true. But it’s also really a joyful moment because he was here in
this life and look what he left people, a legacy of wonderful music and the
memory of a wonderful person. To know him and think about him brings
light to me. We can’t feel sad or sorry. We have to feel good about a man
like Moody.”
Moody was born in Savannah, Ga., on March 26, 1925, and raised in
Newark, N.J. He converged with Dizzy Gillespie’s first big band in the sum-
mer of 1946. His earliest work can be heard on Dizzy Gillespie: Showtime
At The Spotlite (Uptown). Gillespie became a mentor to the youthful
Moody, a role that in some ways made brothers of them for life. The early
band was a hive of musical energy. That’s when saxophonist Jimmy Heath
first met Moody (he would join the band several months after Moody left),
and began a life long friendship. In 2005 Heath described his friend in
Jack Vartoogian/FrontRowPhotos
the lyric he wrote to “Moody’s Groove” (“Moody has more kisses than
Hershey’s…”), which the two performed in the Gillespie All-Star Big band.
“He is an original,” Heath said. “No one else in the world is like Moody,
one of the greatest human beings I ever met. We called each other ‘Section’
because we played in the saxophone section. Everybody remembers how
he outgoing he was, and he was always that way, I think, though the kissing
he might have picked up in Europe.” everyone in it—and did the same when he exited. There was only one
In the Gillespie band of 1946–’48 Moody helped set the bar for a com- James Moody. I will miss his music and I will miss his kiss.”
ing generation of young saxophonists who would shortly consolidate the The eras of Moody’s career can be sliced in several ways: by decade, by
foundations of modernism. One of them was alto saxophonist Phil Woods. group, by association. He converted to Baha’i in the early ’70s, following
“I loved Moody,” Woods said. “His joy and energy were contagious. Gillespie, and some regard that as something of a watershed. But to friends
And he was one of the best improvisers ever! No one ran the changes like like Woods, he was a fundamentally spiritual person, before and after his
Moody—nobody! And there was never a more spiritual man than Moody. conversion to Baha’i, with or without the patina of an official faith.
His horn and, indeed, his very persona exuded warmth and love. He was “He was one of the most humanistic people I ever knew,” noted Todd
the only man whose kisses I welcomed. When he entered a room he kissed Barkin, producer and owner of the Keystone Club in San Francisco, where
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importance to him, then having brought it up, said, “I’m not going to reveal
the incident, but it was between us and it was very educational and infor-
mative for me and helped me grow up. I’ll leave it at that because the de-
tails are a little too embarrassing to me.” What was the lesson then? “That’s an aura about him, a special light. He had a gigantic heart as a man and a
what I don’t want to be specific about,” Rollins said as he laughed. “But musician, and also one of the most inquisitive minds that you could find.
we’ve been close friends since then. Maybe when I’m past being active in Until the end he had an incredible interest in younger players. I remember
the world, I might relate it.” once he went up to a wonderful young saxophone player, and he said he
Moody’s career touched successive generations over six decades, most loved what he was doing and could he check out how he was doing it. And
recently the brilliant young singer Roberta Gambarini, who first saw the player said, ‘But Moody, I got it from you.’ He was always on the search.
Moody in Italy with her parents when she was nine. They met again in He took the language and stretched it.”
Cape Town after a performance in 2002. As a young person working with a veteran, Gambarini was constantly
“When I got off the stage and I came down the stairs,” Gambarini said, aware of how Moody connected her to the history of the music.
“his arms were stretched out for a big hug. He loved to hug everybody.” “One night we were playing at Lincoln Center,” she recalled, “and I
Throughout the last decade, their musical relationship has become was standing next to him listening and thinking this is what it must have
something close to a partnership. felt like to be in those days with the vibration of Charlie Parker and all the
“He was just one of the most amazing human beings who ever walked other giants. He brought that with him when he played.”
this Earth,” she said. “He had an endless source of life and joy. There was —John McDonough
Ornette Coleman
mark sheldon
Musical Community Restores
Nicole Mitchell’s Flutes, Faith
N icole Mitchell was riding an emotional high on Sept. 14 after a sold-
out performance at the MITO Jazz Festival in Milan, Italy, but ev-
erything came crashing down after a post-concert meal. Despite assuranc-
es from her driver that the band’s belongings would be safe, the car that
transported her band to dinner had been burglarized. Among the stolen
items was a bag containing Mitchell’s flute (which she’d only recently fin-
ished paying off) and piccolo, along with her sheet music for the group. She
was understandably devastated by the theft, losing the tools of her liveli-
hood. She spent most of the night in a local police station before rushing to
the airport for a flight back to Chicago. Once home she received more bad
news: her home insurance policy wouldn’t cover the stolen instruments.
Word quickly spread in Chicago about the crime. Drummer Mike
Reed, a long-time collaborator of the flutist, quickly came to Mitchell’s aid.
“Last year my brother needed help getting a new car, and I think of Nicole
as family, too, so what would be the difference?” he said. “I told her it
was ridiculous for her to be a professional musician without a profession-
al instrument.”
Mitchell says she was “flabbergasted” by the offer. She says she’s long
depended only upon herself to get by, so even considering such a propos-
al was difficult. She held off making a decision. She worked in the com-
ing weeks with borrowed instruments as well as an old flute of her own that
proved unreliable. “I had a concert with the Chicago Sinfonietta and my old
flute broke during the concert, so I had to borrow the flute player’s flute next
to me for my solo and then put it back in her lap,” she said.
Soon thereafter a supporter, Floyd Webb, told her that he wanted to or-
ganize a fundraiser to purchase new flutes, but Mitchell didn’t feel com-
fortable looking for contributions at a time when so many people were
struggling to survive. A veteran saxophonist and mentor to Mitchell, who
insisted on anonymity, ended up sending her his old flute, another gesture
that moved her. “All of the responses and people reaching out to me dur-
ing that time period was a real blessing because it made feel like I wasn’t
alone,” she said. “That was the most beautiful thing about it.”
On the night of the theft Mitchell’s European agent Ludmilla Faccenda
had told her that it was time to secure an endorsement deal, and within a
month she succeeded, landing an arrangement with the prestigious Powell
Flutes.
“We’ve been classically oriented, but there’s no reason a Powell flute
player can’t play jazz or any other genre, so we’ve been branching out re-
cently,” said Roberta Gillette, a sales advisor for the company, who negoti-
ated the endorsement deal. “Nicole being a composer and having so many
facets was very interesting for us.”
Powell has provided Mitchell with new, custom-made flute and piccolo
at a significant discount, and she ended up turning to Reed to cover the bal-
ance on the instruments. “She really helped bring me into a different world
of music,” Reed said. “She extended an invitation that was huge, a big deal
for me, and no one could pay for that with money.” —Peter Margasak
AfroCubism Eliades Ochoa (left), Baba Sissoko and Yuinor Terry (rear)
Reconnects Cuba,
West Africa in
New York
D espite its Grammy win, record-setting
sales and enormous critical praise, 1997’s
Buena Vista Social Club was only half the proj-
ect it was intended to be.
World Circuit’s Nick Gold had initially
planned to gather a group of prominent Cuban
and African musicians for a recording session,
but the Africans were unable to secure their vi-
sas, leaving Gold and his producer, Ry Cooder, to
Jack Vartoogian/FrontRowPhotos
do a little improvising of their own by inviting a
few more players from Havana to round out the
record. The monster success of the resulting al-
bum was serendipitous, if accidental.
More than a decade later, Gold’s complete
vision came to fruition with the recording of
AfroCubism, a marriage of music from Cuba main message of the evening, even as Diabaté “Guantanamera,” while the audience alternately
and Mali, countries that share similar rhythmic peeked out from behind his kora to drop the oc- sang the chorus and giggled as Tounkara coyly
traditions and proclivities for improvisation—not casional zinger, at one point teasing that New challenged his bandmates with a few mean call-
to mention political ties that have caused cultur- York might not be as rich in culture as it is and-response riffs until Ochoa finally surren-
al cross-currents since the beginning of the Cold financially. dered and led everyone back to the bridge.
War. The group, which features Buena Vista tres In “Mali Cuba,” solos changed hands swiftly In fact, the balance of spotlight sharing was
guitarist Eliades Ochoa and his band, Grupo and succinctly, with balafon player Lassana almost as remarkable as the way the two musical
Patria, and Malian kora legend Toumani Diabaté Diabaté’s agile and chromatic lines balancing cultures complemented each other. The hollow,
performed the second stop on their North out the more soothing kora swells. Grupo Patria’s spare sound of the balafon accented the Cuban
American tour at Town Hall on Nov. 9. unison horn section added a sunny layer of sal- polyrhythms in songs like the Cuban hit “La
The highly anticipated show kicked off on a sa to even the more traditional, Malian-leaning Culebra,” putting a new spin on a Latin classic.
sour note when Dan Melnick announced that tunes, not unlike the lineup in Toumani Diabaté’s Meanwhile, Tounkara’s rolling, danceable gui-
visa problems had left the ngoni player, Bassekou Symmetric Orchestra. tar riffs on the more Malian-led “Nima Djala”
Kouyate, stuck in Canada. But that road bump Despite the abundance of marquee names became a comfortable vehicle for Ochoa’s tres
turned out to be the show’s only impenetra- onstage, guitarist Djelimady Tounkara emerged support.
ble musical border, as Ochoa and Kasse Mady as an unexpected star of the evening. His blues- In the end, encores of “Bensema” and “Para
Diabaté helmed nominal leadership duties that drenched solos and playful, rock-infused vamps los Pinares Se Va Montoro” roused the audi-
often melded their similarly wistful, emotion- harkened back to his days with Salif Keita’s Rail ence to stand up, dance and cheer—as much, it
charged vocal contributions, despite the lan- Band from the ’70s. Near the end of the show, seemed, for the music as for Toumani Diabaté’s
guage differences. he teased Ochoa and Toumani Diabaté as they demand that it’s time to “stop stigma and dis-
Collaboration and cross-pollination were the made their way through the Cuban classic, crimination.” —Jennifer Odell
played with German pianist Alexander von Douglas Ewart’s set at the museum on Nov.
Schlippenbach plus another piano prepared with 19 with his 11-piece “Inventions” was contoured
Unstoppable at
Umbrella Festival
M usicians representing 10 European coun-
tries converged on Chicago for this year’s
Umbrella Music Festival, which ran Nov. 3–7.
But saxophonist David S. Ware’s unaccompa-
nied performance at Elastic on Nov. 5 left the
deepest emotional impression.
Since recovering from a kidney transplant in
the spring of 2009, Ware’s performances have
Michael Jackson
John Hébert
Cerebral Grit
I n 1996, his third year in New York City,
John Hébert’s roommate nicknamed him
“the janitor.”
“He’d hear a voicemail on our old answering
machine—‘Hey, John, so-and-so just bailed; can
you make this hit tonight?’” Hébert recalled. “I’d
be out the door. ‘Unh-oh, the janitor mopping up.’”
Now 38, Hébert is one of New York’s first-call
bassists, boasting a reverberant tone, supple time
feel and melodic sensibility in both solo and ac-
companying functions, bedrocking the package
with a solid foundation in hardcore mainstem
jazz. Able to cerebrate with grit, he is a conse-
quential figure on scenes that infrequently overlap.
“When I moved to New York I thought you had
to do everything,” he continued. “It’s true—that’s
how you learn. But although I work in many dif-
ferent styles, I’m still playing the way I play.”
It was Hébert’s first off-day in a while; his re-
cent itinerary reflected his breadth. The previous
evening at the Jazz Gallery, Hébert had played two
sets of high-concept speculative improvisation
with pianist John Escreet and drummer Tyshawn
Sorey, making the hit shortly after completing a
four-hour drive from a Wednesday one-night-
MICHAEL JACKSON
interdisciplinary seminar at Chicago’s Columbia
College that has as much to do with the visual
arts and literature as music.
From the outset his music has been self-pro- Christof Kurzmann at Chicago’s Cultural Center
duced, most recently on what he dubs his Allos last November. Thrown together with Kurzmann
Documents label. Lamentations (2010) features by curators of the Umbrella Festival, Falzone
his Allos Musica trio (allos is the Greek word for was forced to negotiate terms with a laptop musi-
“other”) comprising oud player Ronnie Malley cian for the first time. “You have two experienced
and percussionist Tim Mulvenna. The group digs musicians in a slightly awkward moment. It pres-
deep into Arabic modes. One is a Muwashah (a ents a wonderful balance between being your-
courtly lovesong from Andalusia), another writ- self and being a receptacle,” said Falzone. Both
ten by oud player Issa Boulos, but the rest of the Falzone and Kurzmann generated a sweat dur-
18 tracks are conceived by Falzone himself as ing their duo and Falzone drew on a host of re-
laments, “a musical/poetic genre that has tran- sources, including microtones, altissimo shrieks,
scended cultures and time,” as he puts it. didgeroo-like growls, as well as judicious use of
When Falzone was in Boston seeking out the low volume and space.
music of Egyptian singer Oum Kalsoum, whom Not central to the vein of heavier-blowing
he likens to Holiday, 9/11 struck. Since he had horns that followed Ken Vandermark on the
such respect and awe for the culture America Chicago scene, Falzone is nonetheless a virtuo-
seemed to be retreating from, Lamentations is in so and a brilliant strategist whose concepts can
part his reaction of frustration and sorrow to the be through-composed. Though he wouldn’t ac-
ethnic slants of the conflict. cept the term as a branding model, he identi-
A gentle soul, Falzone is something of a hip- fies himself as a “third stream” exponent (to
pie by his own admission, who home-birthed borrow Gunther Schuller’s jazz/classical bridg-
and home-schools his kids and bakes his own ing term) and has found musicians, such as cel-
bread. His 2009 release Tea Music with the quar- list Fred Lonberg-Holm, who can match his vi-
tet Klang (vibraphonist Jason Adasiewicz, bass- sion. Lonberg-Holm and Falzone are featured
ist Jason Roebke, drummer Tim Daisy) makes on Aerial Age with Daisy’s group Vox Arcana,
references to varieties of the benign beverage he the first release on Allos Documents not under
would sip while composing (he gave up coffee Falzone’s name. The chamber-like osmosis is as-
for a while due to migraine headaches). Song ti- tonishingly good, only possible given the subtle
tles like “No Milk,” “G.F.O.P” (Golden Flowery vibrations and proximity of empathetic, versa-
Orange Pekoe) and “China Black” have scant tile talent (the next record from Klang, inciden-
relevance to the superb Jimmy Giuffre-inspired tally, will include tunes associated with Benny
music on the CD but bespeak Falzone’s gourmet Goodman—continuing Falzone’s fascination
palate and hypersensitivity to the clarinet’s tim- with the blend between vibraphone and clarinet).
bral and tonal niceties, for which he developed an It’s like sharing the environment endemic to one
ear, aged 11, when his clarinetist uncle gave him of Falzone’s esoteric teas: “There’s this Jasmine
The Jimmy Giuffre Clarinet LP. Oolong tea from Taiwan where the tea leaves dry
Such nuance was evident in a spontaneous merely in the presence of the jasmine, absorbing
meeting with Austrian electronics musician its aroma.” —Michael Jackson
Andrew
Rathbun
Solitary Man
S axophonist Andrew Rathbun
has recorded 10 albums of el-
oquent, provocative and challeng-
ing music, each with a unique an-
gle. He catalogued the failures
of George W. Bush on Affairs
Of State, paralleled sculpture to
jazz with Kenny Wheeler for
Sculptures; improvised on Ravel,
Mompou and Shostakovich (with
George Colligan) on Renderings;
and paired the poetry of Margaret
Atwood with jazz on True Stories. Rathbun is interested in finding new so-
lutions to old questions, and challenging standard forms. His latest, The Idea
Of North (SteepleChase), follows a thread left by troubled Canadian pianist
Glenn Gould.
“Glenn Gould’s [1967] CBC radio documentary [also titled The Idea of
North] explored the netherworlds of Canada,” Rathbun explains. “He said,
‘Let’s get out of the urban centers and really see what’s north of the perma-
frost.’ Some of it was just the sound of his boots crunching in the snow for
six minutes. He approached these radio plays as if it were Bach, with vocal
counterpoint. He’d interview someone about ice fishing, then another guy
about what it’s like to start your car at 40 below. He edited the two inter-
views together so they played simultaneously, like counterpoint. It was per-
formance art. Gould was a nut-job, but it’s an interesting way to approach
spoken word.”
By extension, Rathbun, also a native Canadian, depicts the farther re-
gions of his homeland as a cold, desolate, isolated place, which mirrors, he
believes, the life of the average jazz musician. The CD’s liner notes ask,
“What effect does solitude have on a person? What can it offer someone?
How can one grow as a result of being alone?”
“That’s the existence of the musician,” Rathbun says. “You spend so
much time working out your music. It’s often a solitary life. Writing the
music takes a long time, you’re alone, until you join with other musicians
to perform it. I was thinking, ‘What can all this solitude offer someone?’
Basically trying to channel that into the compositions—the idea of the art
as a solitary pursuit, and then the vastness of the country and how many of
its residents also live a solitary existence.”
The Idea Of North, performed by Rathbun, Taylor Haskins (trumpet),
Nate Radley (guitar), Frank Carlberg (piano), Jay Anderson (bass) and
Michael Sarin (drums), embraces the enormity of the Canadian Territories
and the netherworlds of the musical mind in the titles “Across The
Country,” “Harsh,” “Arctic,” “Rockies” and “December.” Wayne Shorter
and Christoph Gluck material is also explored. Rathbun’s compositions
are alternately mysterious, cerebral and free, performed with tight execu-
tion and extreme improvisation. The group plays like a whipsaw cutting
through the frigid Canadian permafrost.
“Sometimes I write music with a narrative in mind,” Rathbun says, in
describing his sound(s). “It’s almost like scoring a movie that doesn’t exist.
The music that usually gets attention is either totally out, or the more in-
side tonally structured stuff. I think of myself as being in the middle. I love
to play free; I do it all the time. But I also love structure and harmony and
chord changes and standards. But I bring a different turn to that music. The
guys in the middle are the guys who get ignored. But to me, the guys in the
middle are making the most music. That is who I gravitate to and seek out.”
—Ken Micallef
Breaking
Free
Of The System
By Ted Panken // Photography by Jimmy Katz
O
n the surface, they make an odd cou-
ple. Vernice “Bunky” Green Jr., 75, di-
rector of jazz studies at the University
of North Florida, is African-American,
born to parents who migrated from
Arkansas and Alabama during the Great Depression and
settled in Milwaukee, Wis. Rudresh Mahanthappa, 39,
of South Indian descent, is the first-generation son of a
physics professor in Boulder, Colo. But on Apex (Pi), their
co-led 2010 release comprising a suite of tunes that both
contributed to the project, they play so synchronously
that it’s a challenging proposition to tell who’s doing what.
Prodded by Jason Moran on piano, Francois “Bunky’s voice didn’t sound like anyone else. I volved in a pair of two-alto projects: the quin-
Moutin on bass and either Jack DeJohnette needed that affirmation that it was OK to be an tet Dual Identity, which he co-leads with Steve
or Damion Reid on drums, the two alto saxo- individual. I heard things—interesting interval- Lehman, a fellow Colemanite (The General
phonists blow like duelling brothers, each pro- lic approaches—that maybe I couldn’t play yet, [Clean Feed]); and the Dakshima Ensemble, a
jecting a double-reed quality in their tones, but was thinking about. But I also heard the tra- collaboration with Golparnath in which Abassi,
Mahanthappa’s slightly darker and tenoris- dition in the music.” bassist Carlo DeRosa and drummer Royal
tic, Green’s more nasal and oboeish. Both work Mahanthappa placed his hand at a 90-degree Hartigan meld with Golparnath’s sax-violin-mri-
with complex note-groupings, flying over bar- angle. “This is Charlie Parker,” he said, then dangam trio to perform their hybrid refractions
lines while always landing on the one. Though moved his hand to 105 degrees and continued, of Carnatic music, documented on the widely
the feeling is “free,” both work within strongly “and this is me. It’s all the same material, just re- publicized CD Kinsmen (Pi).
conceptualized structures that provide space to arranged a little bit—a different perspective. I “They wanted to present Dakshima and add
soar within the form and are thoroughly ground- heard Bunky doing that at the highest level.” some Chicago musicians, which sounded like
ed in “inside” playing and the art of tension-and- At the time, Mahanthappa, spurred by a trip a disaster and was budgetarily impossible,”
release. “It’s surprising what they come up with,” to India (with a Berklee student ensemble) to be-
DeJohnette summed up. “They stimulated each gin exploring ways to express identity in music,
other to the higher levels of creativity.” was absorbing an album by Kadri Golpalnath, an
Two days into a four-night CD-release run at alto saxophonist from Southern India who, like “I do a lot of analyzing.
the Jazz Standard in October, Green and Green, had systematically worked out inflec-
Mahanthappa convened at Green’s hotel. Green tions, fingerings and embouchure techniques to Maybe I play a phrase,
recalled their first meeting, in 1991 or 1992, elicit the idiomatic particulars of Carnatic classi-
when Mahanthappa—then a Berklee undergrad- cal music. As important, he took conceptual cues
and some experience
uate who was loaned a copy of Green’s 1979 re- from such Coleman recordings as Dao Of Mad comes up from my life.
cording Places We’ve Never Been by his sax Phat, Seasons Of Renewal and Strata Institute.
teacher, Joe Viola—presented the elder saxman “Steve extrapolated African rhythm as I aspired Or perhaps I see some
with a tape. “Sounds beautiful,” Green told him. to do with Indian rhythm and melody, not play- beauty in it and decide
“There’s only a few of us out here trying to think ing West African music, but doing something
like this.” new with well-established, ancient material from to keep developing
At the time, a short list of those “few” includ- a different culture,” he said. “It was an amazing
ed M-Base movers and shakers Steve Coleman template. Steve doesn’t need a kora player or a
it, and it leads into a
and Greg Osby, who had discovered Green in- Ghanaian drum line to play with him, and I don’t song, or pathways I
dependently as ’70s teenagers, and subsequently need a tabla or mridangam in my quartet. We’re
bonded in New York over their shared enthusi- playing modern American improvised music.” can utilize on what-
asm for his approach, poring over Coleman’s ex-
ever I’m working on.
tensive cassette archive of location performanc-
es. Many years before, in Chicago, where Green
settled in 1960, Roscoe Mitchell, Joseph Jarman
I n 1996, three years into a four-year stay in
Chicago, Mahanthappa invited Green to
guest with his quartet for a weekend at the Green
To me, a tune can’t be
and Henry Threadgill, then young aspirants, had Mill. Green declined. “It was more about try- just pretty. It has to be
also paid close attention. ing to do something special than about the mu- something that fits into
“The level of expertise [Green] displayed in sic,” Mahanthappa reflected. According to altoist
his musicianship and expression were very clear Jeff Newell, a rehearsal partner who had studied the way I feel about life,
from the moment I heard him,” said Threadgill, formally with Green, Mahanthappa “had devel-
after witnessing the group’s final night at the oped a lot of the things he’s doing now,” project-
so I can express it.”
Standard. He recalled a concert, perhaps in 1962, ing them with a “bright, shave-your-head sound,” —Bunky Green
in which Green played pieces “structured in the as though, a local peer-grouper quipped, “some-
way of free-jazz, the so-called avant-garde cate- body threw lighter fluid on Bunky.”
gory.” He continued: “Bunky was formidable, no An opportunity for collaboration arose 13
one to fool with. I can’t think of another alto play- years later, when the producers of Made Mahanthappa said. “But they thought Bunky
er at a comparable level in Chicago at the time.” in Chicago: World Class Jazz approached was a great idea. Bunky made it clear that he
DeJohnette cited the “urgency, commanding Mahanthappa—now leading several ensembles didn’t want to play 7s and 11s and 13s—it was
presence and confidence” of Green’s early ’60s devoted to the application of Western harmony more about trying to find a comfortable place
playing. “Everybody would talk about Bunky,” to South Indian melodies and beat cycles, each that would highlight what we both do. It was in-
he said, noting that Green had once brushed off with highly structured, meticulously unfolding teresting to compose a blues [‘Summit’] and a
his request to sit in during a gig at a South Side repertoire specific to its musical personalities— ‘Rhythm’ changes tune [‘Who’] that sounds like
club. “He was legendary even then.” to present a concert at Millennium Park. In addi- the same compositional voice I’ve done over the
For Osby, Green was less a stylistic influence tion to his blistering sax and rhythm quartet with last decade. I’m trying to learn how to relinquish
than “a guru-type figure who assured me I’m on pianist Vijay Iyer, to whom Coleman had intro- control of the situation and just say, ‘Whatever
the right track, gave me the Good Housekeeping duced him in 1996 (he reciprocally sidemanned happens, happens.’”
Seal of Approval that what I was doing was the for years in Iyer’s own quartet, and they continue Two of Green’s new tunes, “Eastern Echoes”
right thing, not to let detractors sway me from to co-lead the duo Raw Materials), Mahanthappa and “Journey,” reflect his abiding interest in
my mission, that I was put here to establish new had recently conceptualized Indo-Pak Coalition, North African scales and tonalities, and another,
goals and force new paths.” Ten years later, a trio of alto, tabla (Dan Weiss) and guitar (Rez “Rainier And Theresia” (dedicated to the late wife
Mahanthappa drew a similar message. Abbasi) documented on Apti (Pi); and a plugged- of Jazz Baltica impresario Rainer Haarmann), is
“I was around lots of tenor players who in, ragacentric quintet called Samdhi, with elec- the latest addition to a consequential lexicon of
sounded like [John] Coltrane and [Michael] tric guitar (David Gilmore), electric bass (Rich searing ballad features. “I didn’t want to get in-
Brecker, and alto players wanting to sound Brown), drums (Damion Reid) and mridangam volved in anything with a lot of changes,” Green
like Kenny Garrett,” Mahanthappa recalled. (Anand Ananthakrishnan). Then, too, he was in- said. “I don’t feel that music too much now. Our
1960. He quickly made his presence felt on a scene that he describes as sons to cats who need lessons, and you don’t. You need to go to New
“very fast, but more laid back than New York, so you could do yourself in York.’ So I decided I’d listen and grab what I could.
a less frantic environment.” He cut a straightahead sextet date for Exodus “Although I noticed the patterns early on, Bunky used certain de-
with Jimmy Heath, Donald Byrd, Wynton Kelly, Larry Ridley and Jimmy vices that intrigued me. He developed a special fingering to get a hic-
Cobb, and a quartet side for Vee-Jay with Wallace, bassist Donald Garrett cup quality that you hear in North African singers. He also picked up
and drummer Bill Erskine. He frequently partnered with Garrett on “out of a lot of augmented second intervals, as well as quartal stuff and pen-
the box” projects, including an exploratory trio that did a concert—the one tatonics, from that part of the world. Whereas in those countries, the
Threadgill attended—on which they “just started playing and tried to inter- pitches stay pretty much the same, Bunky moved the intervals around
act—that was the whole gig.” in different ways. To me the blues is basically a modal music, without
A third transformative moment occurred in 1964, when Green, in a lot of progression. Bird managed to put sophisticated progressions in
Morocco on a State Department tour, traveled “through the back woods” to the blues that gave it motion, but let it sound like blues, as opposed to,
hear a performance. “We saw three musicians sitting on the floor in a cir- say, Lennie Tristano or Dizzy. Coltrane figured out a way to move the
cle,” he recalled. “One guy had a bagpipe, another had a small violin, and music that influenced him from Africa and India. Bunky figured out
the third played a small drum that he put his hand into and played on top. how to do this with the North African-Middle Eastern vibe.”
I became mesmerized by the bagpipe player’s skill. It blew my mind, be-
cause he put together what I was hearing in my head. No chords. There was
a drone of a fifth, and you played around that fifth and resolved it within
yourself. Later, I started studying it and building from it, pretty much the
A long with what he does on Apex, Mahanthappa’s recent sideman work
in DeJohnette’s new group with David Fiuczynski, George Colligan
and Jerome Harris and in Danilo Pérez’s 21st Century Dizzy project (there
way Rudresh visited his culture and started drawing on it. I’m not trying to are several open-ended Pérez–Mahanthappa duos on 2010’s Providencia
copy the sound. I’m trying to get into the essence of their phrasing and how [Mack Avenue]) may go some ways towards countering a critique that his
they circle the open fourth and fifth tonal centers that they use. I had to give musical production—particularly the 2006 release Codebook (Pi), com-
up the standard jazz lines in order to do that.” prising original pieces constructed of intervals drawn from Fibonacci
Ten years later, Steve Coleman, then 18, heard Green—at this equations, and Mother Tongue (Pi), on which the compositions draw from
point heading a newly formed Jazz Studies department at Chicago melodic transcriptions of Indian-Americans responding, in their native dia-
State University—either at Ratso’s on the North Side or Cadillac lect, to the question “Do you speak Indian?”—is overly intellectual and in-
Bob’s, around the corner from his South Side house. “Bunky worked sufficiently soulful.
out patterns that sounded calculated, like a deliberate effort to get to “Everyone I look up to is simultaneously right brain and left brain, to
his own thing,” Coleman stated. “As a result, his playing is very clear, use a dated term, or simultaneously intellectual and seat-of-the-pants in-
precise, direct, and I could dig into it, try to analyze it and find out stinctive,” Mahanthappa said. “Bartok played with Fibonacci equations.
what it was. I wanted him to show me what he was doing, so I asked Bach played with Golden Section. Even Dufay’s motets, if you pick them
for a lesson, but Bunky turned me down. He told me, ‘I only give les- apart, have a somewhat mathematical, formal approach. ‘Giant Steps’ and
W
hen he was commissioned by the Barcelona Jazz Festival
in 2009 to be one of three artists to commemorate the
50th anniversary of Miles Davis’ Kind Of Blue, Omar Sosa
told a Barcelona reporter that what he was being asked to
do was like being thrown into a lion-packed arena at a Ro-
man circus. But the Cuba-born, Barcelona-based pianist/keyboardist/bandleader,
who has recorded more than 20 albums and garnered three Grammy nominations,
did his homework, studied the original compositions closely, assembled a sextet
featuring guest trumpeter Jerry González to decipher his complex arrangements
and held court at L’Auditori for his festival performance. Sosa, a risk-taker with an
adventurous streak and a no-borders attitude, plugged in and presented an elec-
tronically hued version of Kind Of Blue that was more like the 1969 Davis blitzing
into Bitches Brew than his mellow modal jazz of 1959.
Donning a white robe and a white cap, Sosa One point that Sosa found particularly offen-
opened by fleetingly alluding to “So What,” but sive was when the reviewer wrote that Kind Of
for the rest of the evening avoided playing too close Blue has nothing to do with Africa. Sosa com- “All of my music—
to the recognizable phrases and melodies of the mented that before he wrote one note, he was
classic. He coaxed drummer Dafnis Prieto to play totally immersed in his understanding of how
every single note—is
bombastic drums in pockets, conducted waves of Davis possessed the spirit of Africa. “All of based on the African
exclamatory horns inspirited by Peter Apfelbaum my music—every single note—is based on the
on sax, soothed González to play a sublime muted African tradition, but some critics don’t under-
tradition, but some crit-
solo on a gorgeous ballad, then bubbled the pro- stand what the spirit of Africa means,” he says. “I ics don’t understand
ceedings with mysterious stretches that frothed played a chamber music concert in Spain with my
into funk, balladic measures that jumped into Afreecanos Quartet and a symphony orchestra.
what the spirit of Africa
rhythmic leaps, and strident piano and electronic Some people complained that the evening was means. It’s as if the
keyboard lines setting up dense-to-stark passag- too refined and didn’t go into the deepest spirit
es that were both boisterous and beautiful. Each of Africa. What? It was as if the spirit of Africa
spirit of Africa has to
piece became a journey of tempo shifts, rhythmic has to be dirty, or a black guy sweating and be- be dirty, or a black
vivacity, exhilarating conversations and pensive ing wild. It can’t be refined and sophisticated?”
breaks of silence. guy sweating and
For 90 minutes, Sosa led the charge through
his image of Kind Of Blue, which was explosive-
ly imaginative in some people’s eyes but for oth-
T hat notion of delving into the depth of his
African heritage is at the heart of Sosa’s
Afro-Cuban-infused music. It’s coursing in his
being wild. What? It
can’t be refined or
ers was an audacious affront to Davis’ art. He blood and intertwined in his DNA. While he first sophisticated?”
included a spoken word sample of Davis talk- studied marimba and percussion in the conserva-
ing from the stage at his last concert in Paris tory in his hometown of Camaguey, he switched
before he died. Certainly, Sosa’s interpretation to piano while in formal studies in 1983 at the
was markedly different from the straight-up Escuela Nacional de Musica in Havana in pursuit became acquainted with several stars on the lo-
take of original Kind Of Blue session drummer of the musical motherland he was drawn to. While cal scene, including percussionist John Santos,
Jimmy Cobb’s variations on the album songbook classically trained, he had jazz albums around who with his band Machete Ensemble was ex-
two nights earlier and Spanish pianist Chano the house when he was growing up (including ploring the history of Cuban music.
Domínguez’s flamenco-styled rendering of the the album Pianoforte by Chucho Valdés) and lis- “Meeting John moved me to another level,”
album three nights later. tened as a student to a jazz radio program host- Sosa said, “He helped me to express myself
The next day sitting in his apartment (“my ed by the father of drummer Horatio “El Negro” based on what I feel. Everything took a new di-
home, my temple”) in the labyrinthine old section Hernandez. It was during this time that he was in- rection for me. He told me to stay on my own
of Barcelona, filled with small altars to the gods troduced to the recordings of Thelonious Monk, road even if it’s going to be a really long walk.
from his Cuban heritage, Sosa good-naturedly who became a major influence. John knew more about my tradition than most
scoffed at the critics, one of whom lambasted the After school, Sosa began his worldwide od- people in Cuba. I learned how to hear my own
show in a local newspaper. “I knew that some peo- yssey, moving to Quito, Ecuador, in 1993, where music as well as my tradition.”
ple were going to be negative and complain that I he discovered the African-rooted folkloric mu- Santos recalls first meeting Sosa when he
write complex on purpose,” he said. “I knew I was sic of Esmeraldas and formed a fusion group. subbed in a band that the conguero often per-
going to be a target because so many people have Then he settled in San Francisco in December formed with at the Elbo Room in San Francisco.
their own perception of the album. But I say that 1995, landing there unexpectedly. While living “We were connecting all night,” he says. “It’s as
someone can try to dance like Michael Jackson in Ecuador on a Cuban passport, Sosa set off to if we were thinking the same things at the same
and may get his steps but never be able to truly Mallorca, Spain, to do some summer gigs. When time. Omar spoke no English, and my Spanish is
dance like Michael Jackson. That’s impossible. In he prepared to go home, he lost his visa so he was OK but it’s not my first language. But what was
the same way, I didn’t want to play like Miles. I re- stranded there and living illegally. Previously he cool was that we both knew Afro-Cuban folk-
spect him, Bill Evans, John Coltrane, Cannonball had applied for an American tourist visa, which loric music, which I had been exploring my en-
Adderley, Paul Chambers and Jimmy Cobb too was approved. “I used it one day before it ex- tire life. We started playing together more and we
much to do that. I never play standards, anyway, pired,” Sosa said. “I got on a plane and landed in knew the same musical language. In Omar’s mel-
but I wanted to research and interpret these songs San Francisco, where I knew no one and couldn’t ody line I could hear the Cuban music, so I would
in my own way. You never play like the masters; speak a word of English.” respond with my congas. That would set him off,
you have your own voice.” A friend of his ex-wife picked him up at the so he would respond with another melody that
Sosa read books on Davis’ life and listened airport, and they both bounced from friends of would get me driving. Omar made me play stuff
closely to the solos, the tempos, the conversations friends’ apartments. “In one month, I lived in that I never thought of playing.”
that were taking place on the album. He then something like 12 houses,” Sosa said. “I cried They first played a duo concert together in
combined rearranged solos and reharmonized like a baby. I had no friends, no job and no mon- 1997 at KCSM radio’s Jazz on the Hill festival
melodies in a post-modern pastiche of suspended ey. Welcome to America.” at the College of San Mateo and later performed
harmonies, rushing syncopation and snippets of Sosa had recorded jingles in Ecuador, with concerts throughout clubs in the Bay Area, in-
lines from one song stitched into another. “What the paychecks being delivered to him in the Bay cluding La Peña Cultural Center in Berkeley,
I did was a more cubist, angular style of arrang- Area, which gave him three months’ worth of where they recorded the album Nfumbe, released
ing,” he said. “All the album solos and melodies living expenses. In February 1996, he answered in 1998.
are in my interpretation. I just mixed them all to- a classified ad looking for musicians to be a part Another key person to Sosa’s growth was
gether. If some people aren’t willing to listen for of a Latin combo. He joined the band and be- saxophonist Peter Apfelbaum, at the time one of
it, that’s not my problem. It’s the way I hear har- gan playing Spanish, flamenco, cumbia and sal- the most important jazz artists in the Bay Area.
mony. And then I put in elements of Miles’ later sa. He showed up on albums recorded in 1996 In one of the first shows he attended when he ar-
style. I was born in 1965, so I can relate to that by Pancho Quinto (En El Solar La Cueva Del rived in San Francisco, Sosa went to a small club
period when he was experimenting with differ- Humo) and Carlos “Patato” Valdes (Ritmo Y on Market Street, The Upper Room, and caught
ent tempos and colors.” Candela: African Crossroads), and gradually Apfelbaum playing with his band. “Peter instant-
S osa, who has been living in Barcelona for es. I gave him the scores and said, ‘Fly.’ The re-
some 12 years and has two kids (ages 5 and sult is that my music sounds so different with
8), is planning to record his Kind Of Blue arrange- all the complexities and voicings but still main-
But I figure the more you control your own mu-
sic, the more opportunities you can have in the
future.” DB
By Jim Macnie
T
hey come each week, and each week they make you chuckle. Sometimes they read
like this: “Wednesday is Tiki Barber’s birthday. To celebrate, the band is moving to
an earlier start time of 8:30. In addition, the audience will be asked to participate in
blocking and tackling drills between sets. Shoulder pads will be provided, but every-
one should bring their own helmet and cleats. No wagering.”
And sometimes they read like this: “To celebrate the 120th anniversa- came through before he was done, and each was more outrageous than
ry of the official opening of the Eiffel Tower, the band will present works the last.”
by French composers such as François Rosolineau, Thelonious-Claude The 2006 record Chase alludes to was a novel date, opening the door
LeMonk and Jean Coltraigne. There’s no minimum, so pay a cover, hang to a new slant on the 1950s West Coast sound, which is often typified by
out for three sets and have some brie. Or some epoisses. Scratch that: the darting interplay of the musicians he mentioned, Mr. Baker and Mr.
epoisses smells like death, so vile that it’s actually illegal to carry it on the Mulligan. McNeil conceptualized the approach, putting a modern spin on
Paris Métro.” an orthodox repertory. He’s long appreciated the lithe intricacies of cool
They’re header paragraphs of invitations to see John McNeil’s various jazz, having shared bills with Baker and done time in Mulligan’s large en-
bands at Puppets, a Brooklyn jazz club. The trumpeter doesn’t like to do sembles. But he also digs the open territories of free-jazz, and has lots of
anything without giving it a bit of flair, so for several years now, his week- skills when it comes to launching investigatory solos. East Coast Cool’s
ly gig reminders have been crazed and cool. On his 61st birthday, the text blend of chipper melodies and mercurial improvs was unique. Its tunes,
promised a red velvet cake so good, “It will make you slap your grandma.” mostly written by McNeil to bridge the particulars of each element, inge-
Ask anyone who knows McNeil, and they’ll mention the fact that he’s niously straddled the two approaches.
part wag, part wiseass and all wit. A string of quips often shoots from the “When he handed me my music folder, the cover title read ‘CGOA,’ re-
bandstand when the now-62-year-old brings his freebop antics to an audi- calls Chase. “I said, ‘John, what’s that mean?’ ‘Chet and Gerry on acid,’
ence. He’s just as quick with a snarky comment as he is with trumpet flour- he deadpanned.”
ish. The first time I saw him play, he intro’d Russ Freeman’s “Batter Up” A similar whimsy has been driving the otherwise serious music proj-
with a gleefully sarcastic mention of how lame the Mets were. After an ects McNeil has helmed for the last few years. His latest Sunnyside al-
impromptu gig with other New York jazzers last spring, while everyone bum, made in collaboration with tenor saxophonist Bill McHenry, is called
from Tony Malaby to Rob Garcia was congratulating each other for some Chill Morn, He Climb Jenny (yep, it sounds dirty, but it’s an anagram of
nifty coordination during a totally abstract piece, McNeil told his mates their names). Like Rediscovery, the disc that preceded it, the program con-
with a smile, “You guys were lost a lot of the time, but yeah, it was cool.” tains a scad of unique spins on actual West Coast nuggets that the pair
They expected nothing less. Everyone knows that he’s a guy who has lev- have refined during the last few years. Freeman is a central figure here:
ity for lunch. Everything from “Band Aid” to “Happy Little Sunbeam” to “Bea’s Flat” is
“When we made East Coast Cool,” says saxophonist Allan Chase, part of the McNeil–McHenry book. Those titles are surrounded by Wilber
“we took fun photographs of ourselves dressed in suits, acting like Chet Harden, Jimmy Van Heusen and George Wallington ditties. It’s a tack that
and Gerry. When it was time to decide which of the shots to use, John has earned the trumpeter wider visibility. A few years ago the New York
started sending me these PhotoShopped variations of the cover with the Times proclaimed the pair’s weekly interpretation of such jewels to be
most hilarious fake album titles, many of them quite obscene—about 25 “one of the best jazz events in the city.”
M cNeil knows a tad about bad weather. He’s spent a good chunk of his
life battling the constraints of Charcot-Marie-Tooth disease, which af-
fects the body’s muscles by messing with its neural system. As a kid in Yreka,
Calif., he wore braces all over his body. Taunts from bullies were the norm,
and McNeil believes that some of his humor was sharpened by the guys who
teased him. He took some punches, both verbal and physical, and gave back
a few as well. He saw his wit as an armor of sorts. “Being handicapped in a
small town doesn’t get you far,” he says. “It’s better to be funny.”
As a child he came across Louis Armstrong on TV, was swayed by the
charisma and got himself a trumpet. When he was in his mid-teens, the
CMT’s impact subsided. Befriending a local newspaper editor who had
once gigged with Red Nichols, McNeil received encouragement for his
own playing. He connected with big bands and fell deeper into jazz. He
tended to like the new stuff. He believes he was the only person in Yreka
who bought Miles Davis’ ESP the week it was released.
He’s a brainiac, and after hitting a home run on his SATs, IBM tried to
recruit him. McNeil decided to stick with jazz because there were more op-
portunities to connect with the opposite sex. He hit New York in the early
’70s, snuggled into the Thad Jones–Mel Lewis Orchestra and played a bit
with Horace Silver. He started getting his own gigs, too. Being in shape be-
came a priority. When he first met his longtime sweetie, Lolly Bienenfeld,
she lived on the 43rd floor of a Manhattan high-rise; McNeil would run up
the stairs to stay in shape.
One day, out of the blue, the CMT emerged again. This time the dis-
ease had snuck its way into his face and his diaphragm. He made physical
changes to keep his chops together, but it was an uphill battle. Another blow
was struck when he discovered that two of his spinal vertebrae had disin-
tegrated. Can you say massive, constant pain? A 14-hour operation helped
save him from death, and afterwards the proud surgeon presented him to
colleagues as part of a “here’s what’s possible” medical forum. Time for a
victory dance, right? Wait, we’re not done yet.
In the mid-’80s the trumpeter lost control of his right hand and couldn’t
finger the horn with any accuracy. Fellow musicians told him that should be
the final straw, but with Bienenfeld’s support and a sense of determination
honed during his childhood days, he learned to play the trumpet with his
E very week McNeil heads to Boston for two days to teach at the New
England Conservatory. He’s been in front of classes since the mid-
’80s, and according to a handful of his peers, he’s one of the school’s most
respected educators. Chase, NEC’s former head of jazz studies and the cur-
rent chair of the Ear Training department at Berklee, assures that he’s “a
fantastic resource to the students, and a big believer in learning.” McNeil’s
courses concentrate on jazz theory and jazz repertoire, and his vast knowl-
edge of songs and their inner workings makes him a go-to guy. Preminger
is in awe of his pal’s work ethic. “He doesn’t stop,” says the saxophonist.
“It’s idea after idea after idea. He used to call me up all day and night to
bounce new stuff off of me.”
Chase concurs: “He’s wildly fluent—that makes him popular with the
students. And the way he gets them to pay attention is key. He’s very mo-
tivating, and operates without bullshit. He always goes the extra mile, and
writes new arrangements for each group rather than opting for the standard
stuff. The reason I’m emphasizing his diligence is because he’s so funny
you might think that humor is what he’s riding on. Nothing could be fur-
ther from the truth. He can have people on the floor, but they respect him
because he’s a hard worker and real bandleader.”
Dave Douglas knows McNeil’s clout when it comes to the horn. They
were once neighbors, and the younger trumpeter would often solicit his
friend’s opinion before releasing a new album. Their exchange of ideas is
deep and ongoing. “I would go over to his house frequently to hang out and
play,” recalls Douglas. “I loved hearing him play and felt like he had a keen
sense of what ideas I was trying to go for. His hands-on knowledge of so
much music was always an inspiration.”
McHenry agrees. “When he does a gig as a sideman—he once subbed
for Duane Eubanks in my band—he rewrote out all my charts in his own
hand, just to make it clearer for himself, and then memorized ’em by the
time of the gig. And guess what, he played his fucking ass off. He al-
ways does.”
I
t’s 10 a.m. at Paty’s, a popular breakfast destination in Toluca Lake, Calif. Much
of its business comes from the people who work in nearby Burbank, where Dis-
ney and NBC are headquartered. In a booth by the window, guitarist Kevin Eu-
banks—casual in his sweatshirt and baseball cap—has made short work of his
morning meal. His day began at 5:30; he’s already got an “Access Hollywood”
taping under his belt. Last night he rode down Hollywood Boulevard in the Santa Claus
Lane Parade, a fair barometer of SoCal celebrity status.
After 18 years—as both a sideman ity, variety and ensemble empathy than effortlessly. “The one inherent problem
and a leader—Eubanks has left “The many of the self-conscious concept al- you can have is if you try to record mu-
Tonight Show” to try his own wings. It bums and recorded “projects” that regu- sic like this before it’s reached the shape
might be tempting to say that he has ar- larly issue these days. you really want it to be. Sometimes you
rived. In fact, he’s been a part of the larg- His “Tonight Show” collaborators have to play it in a club and reach an emo-
er jazz consciousness since the early (saxophonist Bill Pierce, keyboardist tional climax a few times before you real-
1980s, when Bruce Lundvall signed him Gerry Etkins, drummer Marvin Smith ize that’s the shape of the song. Sometimes
to the Elektra/Musician label. Maybe it and bassist Rene Camacho) surround you realize we’re just not there yet. And
would be more accurate to say that the Eubanks on the album. “I’ve been with that’s actually what happened with this re-
non-jazz audience is coming to Eubanks. these musicians for so long that when I cord. We tried to record the songs earlier
He left the show several months ago write, they’re the voices that I’m writing and we didn’t really get it; we realized it
and has been navigating his way through for; I know that they’ll be playing it,” he just wasn’t done yet.”
a career transition: weighing offers, float- says. “So it’s an easy fit. I think we all A couple of miles away on Cahuenga
ing trial balloons, and rightfully proud of learn from each other. And sometimes Boulevard in North Hollywood is the
his new album and label association. Zen I think they kind of look to me to say, Baked Potato, Eubanks’ club of choice.
Food on Mack Avenue is a solid instru- ‘What do you think here?’” Owned and operated by legendary ses-
mental collection that has more virtuos- Yet the recording didn’t come together sion pianist Don Randi, it’s a real musi-
cians’ club. That’s where Eubanks has gone to was like this city. People from back East think easy and familiar, though ironically, the two men
hone his chops in a way that he couldn’t on the it’s all relaxed and slow-paced out here. But all it are quite different. Leno collects automobiles,
studio set. “The Baked Potato is exactly the kind takes is a phone call to change your life and all and Eubanks finds no romance in cars. Kevin’s
of place I’m talking about; it has got a great his- of a sudden, you’re moving at top speed in an en- passion is the music he lives, and Leno wonders,
tory,” Eubanks says. “They let you be a musi- tirely new neighborhood.” in all sincerity, if anything has happened in mu-
cian there. You can just concentrate on the mu- sic since 1969. “He doesn’t even have a CD player
sic when you go in there, just let it hang out. If
it splats against the wall, that’s where it is and
you have a blast doing it. Then you get that out
T he years of acting as comedian Jay Leno’s
musical foil have imparted some valuable
knowledge and sensibilities to Eubanks, but it
in his car,” Eubanks says, incredulously. “When
you can drive a stick shift,” Leno has offered to
Eubanks, “I’ll get a CD player.”
and it’s, ‘Oh, I remember this feeling.’ The places didn’t come without growing pains. “The hard- Their bond was in their selflessness to the
where you can get to that core energy are some- est thing for me to get used to,” he confesses, production and their ironclad work ethics. “I
how overlooked by everybody other than the mu- “was not to take it personally when I didn’t get complimented Jay once on how much he gives
sicians, but they’re invaluable.” reinforcement in the way I was used to getting it. to the show and he said, ‘Me? What about you?
Did Eubanks see his job on “The Tonight Nobody pats you on the back and tells you you’re Have you even missed one day of work?’” In fact,
Show” as enlarging the jazz audience? “The doing a good job; you’re just one of many peo- Eubanks had a perfect attendance record. “You
show was not the place to hold up pictures of ple and you’re all expected to do your job. In that work off of your passion,” he points out, “and
Miles and Trane and try to convert people to corporate system, their way of acknowledging then when things get rough and there are prob-
jazz. It’s a classic rock demographic, and you my work was when contract negotiations came lems to solve, that’s when your work ethic kicks
can’t make that leap in that setting. But when up. Then you could say I’d like this or I’d like in and you see it through.”
they followed us to the club and heard us, then that, and you came to an agreement. That’s how Eubanks’ long tenure with the show is stud-
they learned something new. People would say, they show appreciation in TV.” ded with great musical memories, and it’s im-
‘Oh, I didn’t know you played this kind of mu- “I feel like it’s easy to be myself in the TV parted respect for other musical forms. “I love
sic.’ I’d say, ‘What did you think I play—Rolling studio. Even though it’s going out to untold num- playing with Willie Nelson,” he says. “What you
Stones songs?’ But then you can direct them to bers of people, I’m in this recording studio, if you hear in him is the essence of country—on every
someone they should discover.” will. Everybody in the place is after the same ob- note. Dolly Parton’s like that, too. Underneath all
There’s a fair amount of writing on Zen jective, even though it’s a whole organization of the big hair and everything else is an everyday
Food, like the multi-layered “Los Angeles.” people. And they’re all just pulling for you be- person who’s a big talent.”
Eubanks grins when he’s complimented on the cause they’re all part of the production. It feels He’s especially going to miss the interaction
piece’s complexity. “Most of the time,” he ex- like everybody’s pulling for you; you’re not com- with guitarist B.B. King, a “Tonight Show” regu-
plains, “the songs get titled afterward. That piece peting against anybody. The show is the star.” lar. “When I told B.B. I was leaving,” Kevin says
has a lot going on in it, and it came to me that it His on-camera chemistry with Leno was with gravity, “I could see some disappointment
EAST COAST: Boston Sahara Club & Restaurant dan Square brownstone boasts a thriving jazz and
34 Bates Street, Methuen MA blues menu of under-the-radar artists.
The Acton Jazz Cafe (978) 683-9200 // jockosjazz.com
462 Great Road, Acton MA A half-hour drive northwest of the Hub, this Middle
92nd Street Y
(978) 263-6161 // actonjazzcafe.com 1395 Lexington Ave., New York, NY
Eastern restaurant presents Jocko Arcidiacono’s Tues-
Two dozen miles west of Boston, this suburban club
(212) 415-5500 // 92y.org
day night jazz series.
books talent from the metropolitan area. Music nightly 92Y’s renowned jazz series continues to present some
of the finest improvised music in the city, with Dave
except Monday and Tuesday. Scullers
Brubeck and others on the calendar for 2011.
Chianti Tuscan Restaurant & Jazz Lounge 400 Soldiers Field Road, Boston MA
285 Cabot Street, Beverly MA
(617) 562-4111 // scullersjazz.com Birdland
(978) 921-2233 // chiantibeverly.com Opened in 1989 and long booked by jazzman Fred 315 W. 44th St., New York NY
North of Boston, near the site of the legendary club Taylor, the mahogany-walled music room in the (212) 581-3080 // birdlandjazz.com
Sandy’s Jazz Revival, Rich Marino’s elegant Italian Doubletree Guest Suites Hotel features top touring Near Times Square, Birdland has great sightlines and
restaurant has a strong music calendar highlighted by and regional artists of various jazz styles. acoustics. The club attracts locals and out-of-towners
North Shore Jazz Project-sponsored gigs. with its top-notch weeklong acts of world-class impro-
Wally’s Cafe visers and weekly hits with area big bands.
Lilly Pad 427 Massachusetts Ave., Boston MA
1353 Cambridge Street, Cambridge MA (617) 424-1408 // wallyscafe.com Blue Note
(617) 395-1393 // lily-pad.net This South End landmark, run by the Walcott family 131 W. 3rd St., New York NY
The Inman Square hot spot for innovative jazz is home since its opening in 1947, is the “training ground” for
(212) 475-8592 // bluenote.net
to the long-existing trio The Fringe and welcomes visit- Berklee and New England Conservatory students. An expansive music policy features festival head-
ing notables like Toronto trumpeter Lina Allemano. lineers, jazz legends, elite Latin acts, hardcore big
EAST COAST: New Jersey bands and high-visibility younger artists.
Regattabar
1 Bennett Street, Cambridge MA Cornelia Street Café
(617) 395-7757 // regattabarjazz.com Shanghai Jazz Restaurant & Bar 29 Cornelia St., New York NY
Overlooking Harvard Square, this high-end club at
24 Main St., Madison NJ (212) 989-9319 // corneliastreetcafe.com
(973) 822-2899 // shanghaijazz.com The excellent menu is fusion (American-French-Asian),
the Charles Hotel, now in its 25th year, hosts world-
The 85-seat North Jersey club boasts a dining room and so is the eclectic entertainment on the small stage,
class artists as well as local luminaries like the Jazz
with an unobstructed view of the stage, a pan-Asian located in the basement of a distinguished Greenwich
Composers Alliance Orchestra. All ages welcome.
menu and a roster of artists culled from New York’s Village restaurant/cabaret.
Ryles Jazz Club metro area featured five nights a week.
212 Hampshire Street, Cambridge MA Dizzy’s Club Coca-Cola
(617) 876-9330 // ryles.com EAST COAST: New York Broadway at 60th Street, 5th floor, New York NY
This two-floor venue in Inman Square has qual- (212) 258-9595 // jalc.org/dccc/
ity area musicians—trombonist Dan Fox, tenorman 55 Bar Dizzy’s offers the best view of any New York jazz club:
Mike Tucker, others—and visitors like Taylor Ho By- 55 Christopher St., New York NY overlooking Columbus Circle and Central Park. The
num downstairs on the Mainstage. Latin Caribbean (212) 929-9883 // 55bar.com 365-nights-a-year component of Jazz at Lincoln Cen-
dance parties upstairs. This former speakeasy on the ground floor of a Sheri- ter, Dizzy’s was designed for jazz.
ents. Other major highlights include its annual Mary local and regional talent with a primary focus on
Lou Williams Women in Jazz Festival, the Thelonious straightahead jazz.
Monk Institute International Competition finals, and
NPR’s Piano Jazz Christmas concert. SOUTH: Nashville
MIDWEST: Chicago
Andy’s
11 E. Hubbard St., Chicago IL
(312) 642-6805 // andysjazzclub.com
A congenial spot just north of Chicago’s Loop and
one block away from the Jazz Record Mart, the
downtown workforce can take advantage of its late-
afternoon sets and dinner menu. Still, the club is seri-
ous about presenting a range of local jazz musicians
late into the night.
Buddy Guy’s Legends
isty but undeniably charming Creole restaurant and 700 S. Wabash, Chicago IL
traditional jazz venue. (312) 427-1190 // buddyguys.com
The world’s pre-eminent blues guitarist opened his
Preservation Hall
726 St. Peter St., New Orleans LA own Chicago club 20 years ago, and moved into this
(504) 522-2841 // preservationhall.com upgraded sprawling location last spring. Buddy Guy,
The Hall has kept the traditional New Orleans jazz who has a residency here every January, says that jazz
flame alive since 1961 with a house band featuring a groups will start performing here this year.
host of esteemed local players. Chicago Cultural Center
Snug Harbor Jazz Bistro 78 E. Washington St., Chicago IL
626 Frenchmen St., New Orleans LA (312) 744-6630 // chicagoculturalcenter.org
(504) 949-0696 // snugjazz.com Thanks to the city’s active department of cultural af-
An intimate room with great acoustics, this downtown fairs, this downtown venue brings a host of local and
classic presents two straightahead New Orleans jazz international jazz artists to perform free sets through-
shows nightly, featuring names like Ellis Marsalis, Her- out the building.
lin Riley, the Thelonious Monk Institute Young Lions Evanston SPACE
and Astral Project. 1245 Chicago Ave., Evanston IL
The Spotted Cat (847) 492-8860 // evanstonspace.com
623 Frenchmen St., New Orleans LA This cozy acoustically pristine 250-seat room is mak-
(504) 943-3887 // spottedcatmusicclub.com ing its case through presenting a great range of jazz
Roots-influenced jazz dominates this airy, Frenchmen and blues artists, including Allen Toussaint, Jennifer
strip room. Stop by to catch Brett Anderson’s daily 4 Scheinman, Bobby Broom and Dave Specter.
p.m. solo piano set. Green Mill
Sweet Lorraine’s Jazz Club 4802 N. Broadway Ave., Chicago IL
1931 St. Claude Ave., New Orleans LA (773) 878-5552 // greenmilljazz.com
(504) 945-9654 This Uptown landmark feels relatively unchanged
For a somewhat formal experience in a classic New since the ’20s, but the mix of jazz artists presented
Orleans environment, get a little gussied up and head here looks towards the future.
to the 9th Ward to catch world renowned bandleaders
Jazz at Symphony Center
like Nicholas Payton, or the Sunday jazz brunch.
220 S. Michigan Ave., Chicago IL
Three Muses (312) 294-3000 // cso.org
536 Frenchmen St., New Orleans LA The home for the Chicago Symphony Orchestra also
(504) 298-8746 // thethreemuses.com hosts an ongoing Friday night jazz series. This is the
This newbie tapas joint and jazz club is somewhat place to catch the big names when they make their
more serene than many of its frenzied Frenchmen Midwestern swings.
Street neighbors.
Jazz Showcase
Tipitina’s 806 S. Plymouth Ct., Chicago IL
501 Napoleon Ave., New Orleans LA (312) 360-0234 // jazzshowcase.com
(504) 895-8477 // tipitinas.com Joe Segal has been presenting jazz since 1947 and
What began as a fan-made venue for Professor Long- his current space in Dearborn Station may be his best-
hair now pays homage to the greater music commu- sounding room.
nity through a variety of jazz-influenced bookings and
a foundation devoted to supporting the local culture Old Town School Of Folk Music
and music education. 4544 N. Lincoln Ave., Chicago IL
(773) 728-6000 // oldtownschool.org
Vaughn’s Lounge Since 1957, the Old Town School has offered classes in
4229 Dauphine St., New Orleans LA all kinds of music (and dance). Its great-sounding audi-
(504) 947-5562 torium hosts an array of top jazz stars to complement its
The music happens barroom-style at this low-key cor- courses, including John Scofield and Kurt Elling.
ner spot in the Bywater. Mayor Kermit Ruffins and the
Barbecue Swingers preside on Thursday nights. Velvet Lounge
67 E. Cermak Rd., Chicago IL
SOUTH: South Carolina (312) 791-9050 // velvetlounge.net
The late saxophonist Fred Anderson established this
The Jazz Corner venue in the early ’80s, where he provided space for
1000 William Hilton Parkway, Hilton Head Island SC AACM veterans and upcoming musicians to test show
(843) 842-8620 // thejazzcorner.com off their mettle in performances and regular jam ses-
Weeknights at the Jazz Corner are for long-standing sions. While the club has remained open since his
gigs. Trumpeter Bob Masteller, the club’s owner, im- death in June, its future is uncertain.
Germany
Jazzland
Franz Josefs-Kai 29, Vienna
(43) 1 533 25 75 // jazzland.at
Domicil
Hansastr. 7-11, Dortmund
This 36-year-old club, in a 200-year-old cellar, hosts
(49) 231 8629030 // domicil-dortmund.de
mainly local gigs, but American musicians play fre-
Having moved into a new location a few years ago,
quently. Photos of past performers adorn every wall.
Domicil has continued its progressive booking policy.
Porgy & Bess Quasimodo
Riemergasse 11, Vienna
Kantstr. 12a, Berlin
(43) 1 503 7009 // porgy.at
(49) 30 312 8086 // quasimodo.de
This 17-year old room can take in up to 500 patrons.
The lively jazz cellar holds 400 when busy, which it
It features jazz from the U.S. and Europe, with regular
often is. Prog-rock and even disco are on offer here
jam sessions and a willingness to stage big bands. along with blues and world music.
Denmark Unterfahrt
Einsteinstrausse 42, Munich
Copenhagen Jazzhouse (49) 08 9448 2794 // unterfahrt.de
Niels Hemmingsensgade Presenting mostly European musicians that range
Gade 10, Copenhagen from avant-garde to traditional vocalists, Unterfahrt
(45) 7015 6565 // jazzhouse.dk has offered adventurous programming and regular jam
Denmark’s leading club is cozy for big bands and small sessions for close to 30 years.
Alexanderplatz
Via Ostia, 9, Rome
(39) 063 9742 171 // alexanderplatz.it
Italy’s oldest jazz club attracts its own breed of pil-
grims: lovers of food, vintage wine and great music.
Cantina Bentivoglio
Via Mascarella, 4/b, Bologna
(39) 051 265416 // cantinabentivoglio.it
Located near the historic center of Bologna, this popu-
lar wine bar and restaurant presents jazz nightly in the
restored cellar of a medieval palace.
La Salumeria Della Musica
Via Pasinetti 4, Milan
(39) 02 5680 7350 //
lasalumeriadellamusica.com
The keeper of the jazz flame in Italy’s media, fashion Switzerland
and finance capital is also delicatessen with a musical
menu ranging from Phil Woods to Bill Frisell.
Marian’s Jazz Room
Engestrasse 54, CH-3012 Bern
Panic Jazz Club (41) 31 309 61 11 // mariansjazzroom.ch
Piazza degli scacchi, Marostica (VI) This exclusive club is located in the downstairs of the
(39) 0424/72707 // panicjazzclub.com Innere Enge hotel. Marian’s has been the spot to catch
This club not only features a fine restaurant, but it is visiting American stars, like Dianne Reeves and Jon
also connected with a recording studio and hosts such Faddis. It also offers a jazz brunch on Sundays.
Italian musicians as saxophonist Michele Polga as well
Moods
as an ongoing gospel series. Schiffbaustrasse 6, 8005 Zurich
(41) 44 276 80 00 // moods.ch
Netherlands
Moods is located in the Schiffbau, an old industrial
building which has been transformed into a cultural
Bimhuis center. The club offers a program of European and
Piet Heinkade 3, Amsterdam
American jazz stars and newcomers, and also has its
(31) 20 788 2188 // bimhuis.nl
doors open to funk and soul acts.
It moved to a new and improved multi-use arts facil-
ity in 2005, where its maintained the same progressive AUSTRALIA
booking policy that it started in 1974. The best of the
Dutch scene meets with other European, American The Basement
and African artists at this thriving institution. 29 Reiby Place, Sydney
(61) 2 9252 3007 // thebasement.com.au
Norway The Basement is situated in prime real estate in Syd-
ney’s Circular Quay. The club has been around since
Bla the 1970s and has hosted international jazz talent as
Brenneriveien 9C, Oslo well as local acts that can draw a crowd.
(47) 22 20 91 81 // blx.no
Ensconced in a former factory, Bla is Oslo’s prime Bennett’s Lane
source for jazz discoveries. The 300-seat club knits a 25 Bennetts Lane, Melbourne
multitiered daily offering of domestic and international (61) 3 9663 2856 // bennettslane.com
jazz and related sounds. A bona fide, revered jazz haunt, Bennett’s Lane is a
200-capacity backstreet joint that has hosted Harry
Portugal Connick Jr. and Wynton Marsalis but also supports
local heroes.
Hot Clube De Portugal
Praça da Alegria, 39, Lisbon JAPAN
(351) 13 467 369 // hotclubedeportugal.org
Jazz started in Portugal during the late ’40s in this Alfie Jazz House
6-2-35 Roppongi, Tokyo
small basement in Lisbon. It’s open nightly from Tues-
(81) 3 3479 203 //
day through Saturdays.
homepage1.nifty.com/live/alfie/index.html
This club in a high-rise in the heart of Roppongi per-
Spain
ceives itself as sophisticated and not just the hang for
Café Central jazz “otaku” or nerds, but its clientele usually know
Plaza del Angel 10, Madrid who they’ve come to hear.
(34) 91 369 4143 // cafecentralmadrid.com Blue Note Tokyo
This informal art deco cafe close to the Plaza del An- Tokyo 107-0062
gel has been one of the few Spanish clubs offering (81) 3 5485 0088 // bluenote.co.jp
extended engagements for journeying European and The club is a large, theater-like jazz cabaret (300 seats)
American musicians. Ben Sidran has been a regular. that serves as one of the most popular nightlife attrac-
tions in the stylish Aoyama area with some of the top
Sweden jazz artists in the world coming through.
Fasching
Gamla Brogatan 44, Stockholm Listings compiled by Paul de Barros, Shaun Brady,
(46) 8 534 829 60 // fasching.se Aaron Cohen, Robert Doerschuk, Ed Enright,
Fasching’s excellence lays in the eclecticism of the Frank-John Hadley, James Hale, Michael Jackson,
programming, while retaining a solid base in reflecting Yoshi Kato, John Murph, Jennifer Odell, Jon Ross
the whole spectrum of the Stockholm jazz scene. and Joe Woodard.
Randy Weston
and his African
Rhythms Sextet
The Storyteller
Motema 51
★★★½
fers a soft, sweetly voiced spoken introduction pious cliches like “together we can make the harp; Alon Yavnai, piano; Oscar Stagnaro, bass; Mark Walker,
drums; Pernell Saturnino, percussion; Andy Narell, steel pans;
in praise of “one awesome mass of soil.” A little world a better place.” The effect is one of unmit- cals; Brenda
Hector del Curto, bandoneon; Pedro Matinez, batas, timbales, vo-
Feliciano, soprano vocal (5, 8).
geological pride is fine, but a moment later she igated pomposity and failed seriousness, other- Ordering info: mcgjazz.org
CD Critics
T he British percussion-
ist Tony Oxley ranks
as one of Cecil Taylor’s most trusted drum-
ric starbursts; the music ex-
hibits a feverish volatility
and while Taylor is clearly in the driver’s seat,
mers; the pair have collaborated regularly since Oxley’s imagination seems hard-wired to his
1988, when the pianist spent a month in Berlin, partner’s every impulse, as the drummer per-
when they recorded the classic release Leaf Palm fectly limns, rhymes, or girds every movement
Hand (FMP), most steadily in the Feel Trio with without a hint of latency. Although the intensity
bassist William Parker. The astonishing music ebbs and flows, the duo never engages in simple Roscoe Mitchell and
on Ailanthus/Altissima, an expensive and highly acceleration and deceleration; instead, Taylor is The Note Factory
limited-edition double vinyl set, packaged with forever looking on the horizon, pushing the mu- Far Side
a lovely booklet featuring poetry by Taylor and sic into consistently new terrain, and while his ECM 2087
paintings by Oxley, was recorded during a week- language and phrasing may be familiar here, ★★★★
long Village Vanguard stint in 2008, and marks his drive and invention sounds as fresh and vi-
their first duo release since the pianist’s German
residency 32 years ago. Despite their ages—
Taylor is 81 and Oxley, 72—the performanc-
tal as anything he’s done in decades. A late-ca-
reer gem. —Peter Margasak R ecorded live in 2007, Far Side documents
a “new” version of Roscoe Mitchell’s dou-
ble quartet, a band that includes two of the most
es here reveal undiminished powers, and while Ailanthus/Altissima: Ailanthus; Altissima. (83:85) prominent young piano players in jazz today,
the pianist generally eschews his most volcanic Craig Taborn and Vijay Iyer. It is rounded out
Personnel: Cecil Taylor, piano; Tony Oxley, drums.
Ordering info: triplepointrecords.com
by rising star Corey Wilkes on trumpet and a
core of longtime associates, bass players Jaribu
Mike Reed’s es, scouting for midnight Shahid and Harrison Bankhead (who doubles
Loose Assembly prey. All aware this is on cello) as well as drummers Tani Tabbal and
Empathetic time for suspended long- Vincent Davis.
Parts tones, Abrams stomps One of the main interests of this recording
482 Music 1074 off like a three-legged resides in how Mitchell structured his compo-
★★★★ bear. Mitchell switches sitions. Each piece works as a suite with each
to flute, Adasiewicz twin- part featuring a different band configuration.
D rummer/promot-
er Mike Reed, the
éminence grise of pro-
kles stars, Reid’s plucked
cello plays cub following
Abrams. Ward’s feverish-
Some of the compositions’ titles are indicative
in this respect (“Quintet 2007 A For Eight”
or “Trio Four For Eight”). This approach of-
gressive Chicago mu- ly investigative alto her- ten produces arresting moments. In particu-
sic due to his bolstering alds further wheeling so- lar, the string instruments provide a wonderful
of improv venues and prano before Reed’s ride warmth to material that could otherwise easily
the Umbrella Festival, flew in Roscoe Mitchell cymbal and Abrams kick into urgent swing, un- pass for brainy or stark.
at the last minute to guest with his quintet at der-painted with pools of watercolor vibraphone. Those outcomes also illustrate Mitchell’s tal-
woodsy Chicago bar The Hideout for a concert The fever subsides, Ward skitters like an owl- ent at getting the best out of his musicians. Once
in 2009. I attended the gig, which was remark- dodging mouse before an arco sawing impasse again, evidence is given that Wilkes never sounds
able for several reasons, not least the appearance which prompts Reed to rattle around furiously, better than under his leadership. Ample opportu-
of band members, save Mitchell, in blue work- moving things forward with lumberjack-meets- nities are provided for everyone to shine.
er overalls with colored armbands. Inspired by flamenco bass. Mitchell’s soprano sounds naive- At this time in his career, Mitchell’s music
strategies of local creative musicians, including ly unaware of the dangers of the forest with alto seems to reveal more conceptual or son-
Fred Lonberg-Holm’s Lightbox Orchestra, Reed creeping behind, not to mention chiming, cuckoo ic connections to other Association for the
devised a system of colored paddles to signal vibes. Soprano is strangled to the dismay of cello Advancement of Creative Musicians luminaries,
changes of texture and note value. Despite this and guilt of alto, then they all get the hell out … such as Anthony Braxton or Henry Threadgill.
artifice, the music comes across with a strong to wild audience applause. That being said, the recording remains quintes-
narrative arc rather than as an aleatoric collage. The second piece, from drummer Steve sential Mitchell. His ability to create a maelstrom
Reed starts with nothing in particular— McCall’s unknown catalogue, features an in- powered by his dazzling circular breathing tech-
cymbal shimmers, mallet taps, snare smudges— advertent “Sophisticated Lady” fragment from nique, his keen interest in textures or his use of
then an ominous collective intro phrase precedes Mitchell before a gorgeous entry into the melo- extremely sparse notes are all highlighted and, as
a clang-tipped sustain spilling into false-fin- dy from all. A stop about four minutes in her- a result, Far Side is a fine addition to his some-
gered squalls from Mitchell. Richly textured cel- alds new melodic segments, beautifully framed what inconsistent discography. —Alain Drouot
lo from Tomeka Reid precedes an eerie collec- by Ward and Adasiewiscz. —Michael Jackson
tive hum and another clanging checkered flag,
Far Side: Far Side/Cards/Far Side; Quintet 2007 A For Eight; Trio
Four For Eight; Ex Flover Five. (65:57)
or rather colored paddle, for Mitchell. Reed clat- Empathetic Parts: Empathetic Parts; I’ll Be Right Here Waiting. (41.58)
Personnel: Mike Reed, drums, percussion; Roscoe Mitchell, alto
Personnel: Roscoe Mitchell, saxophones, flutes; Corey Wilkes,
trumpet, flugelhorn; Craig Taborn, piano; Vijay Iyer, piano; Jaribu
ters busily behind Mitchell’s cycle breathing, and soprano saxes, flute: Greg Ward, alto sax; Tomeka Reid, cello;
Jason Adasiewicz, vibraphone; Joshua Abrams, bass.
Shahid, bass; Harrison Bankhead, bass, cello; Tani Tabbal, drums;
Vincent Davis, drums.
then everyone hangs like owls on tree branch- Ordering info: 482music.com Ordering info: ecmrecords.com
Ingrid Laubrock
Anti-House
Intakt 173
★★★
solemn music that originated in the synagogue. Hear You Say: Portrait of Leroy Jenkins; Hot Crab Pot; My Wish; The Lion’s Tanz; The Git Go; Alligatory
Rhumba; Hear You Say. (63:08)
Yet Ehrlich, the composer and the instrumentalist, sheds this cool ve- Personnel: Ray Anderson, trombone; Marty Ehrlich, clarinet, alto and soprano saxophones; Brad
Jones, bass; Matt Wilson, drums.
neer often enough. Ehrlich plays a swinging clarinet solo on “The Thimble Ordering info: allegro-music.com
Harmonicats
Unleashed
Tad Robinson: Back In Style
(Severn 0050; 47:21 ★★★½)
Robinson, here on his fifth al-
bum, is one of those rare soul-
blues singers who manages to
finesse the sense of wonder at
the heart of assertions on the
power of love. His vocals and
harp playing are personalized
and immaculately ordered into
arrangements of quality songs
mostly written by him and bass-
ist Steve Gomes. The supporting
studio band, featuring guitarist
Alex Schultz, is with Robinson all
the way, though a cheesy elec-
tric piano does their Memphis
soul approximations no favor.
Ordering info: severnrecords.com
Bob Corritore & Friends:
Harmonica Blues (Delta Groove
139; 72:40 ★★★½) Impresario
Corritore collects 15 tracks that
he recorded in the studio the past Geno Malusek
few decades with veterans gig-
ging at his Rhythm Room club Tad Robinson: Assertive love
in Phoenix. Big Pete Pearson
dredges up true grit singing “Tin Pan Alley,” feel with his distinctive singing voice and his
Eddy Clearwater cuts a swath of fun through prowess on harmonica and guitar. He’s ably
“That’s My Baby” and Little Milton, on vocals supported by a keyboards/drums/bass/sec-
and guitar, takes listeners to school with his ond guitar team of a similar stamp.
“Six Bits In Your Dollar,” a bad-feeling-this- Ordering info: tascru.com
morning lesson. These guys, along with Nap- Mitch Kashmar & The Pontiax: 100
py Brown, Koko Taylor, Pinetop Perkins and Miles To Go (Delta Groove 140; 50:24 ★★★)
the rest, may be past their prime but they’re This reissued 1989 album by the California
blessed with unconquerable spirit. They’re jump-blues band features Kashmar, then in his
also comfortable with the house band helmed late 20s, on still-ripening vocals and harp. He
by Corritore, a damn good harp player with a conveys motion and force, especially effective
lively sense of history. when his tin instrument emits flows of graceful
Ordering info: deltagroovemusic.com notes. Now-deceased harmonica marvel Wil-
The Chris O’Leary Band: Mr. Used To liam Clarke guests on “Horn Of Plenty.” Two
Be (Fidellis/Vizztone 001; 40:10 ★★★½) bonus tracks made at a studio reunion just a
O’Leary, formerly with Levon Helm’s Barn- few months ago, the swamp-sodden “When
burners, is a more than capable singer and You Do Me Like That” and mildly political New
Chicago-style harmonica stylist; the proof Orleans romp “Petroleum Blues,” have Kash-
comes in the shuffles and jump numbers he mar showing more assurance and having fun,
handles with suave assurance on his debut though neither tune soars.
recording. It’s really the slow tempo of “Blues Ordering info: deltagroovemusic
Is A Woman” that draws out his best singing, Swississippi Chris Harper: Four Aces
reminiscent of Jimmy Witherspoon. His Hud- And A Harp (Swississippi 2010; 72:40 ★★)
son Valley-based cohorts stir up the all-orig- Harper, a Swiss, bankrolled this part-Delta
inal material without faltering. Young guitarist acoustic and part-Chicago electric album and
Chris Vitarello merits notice for his technical got to live out his fantasy of tooting his Marine
powers and imagination, his reach extending Band (reverentially) and singing (awkwardly)
to rockabilly and swinging jazz. on “Eyesight To The Blind” and other classics
Ordering info: vizztone.com in the company of real-deal bluesmen Jimmy
Tas Cru: Jus’ Desserts (Crustee Tee Burns, John Primer, Willie Smith and Bob
1001; 47:35 ★★★½) Cru, a sometimes face- Stroger. Singer-guitarist Burns and guitarist
tious and other times serious storyteller in ru- Primer have their moments, but they can’t
ral New York State, gives the engaging original save this album from the discard pile. DB
songs of his second album a comfy, intimate Ordering info: swississippi-records.com
The ‘Soul
Train’ Rails
For 35 years, Don Corne-
lius’ “Soul Train” was the premier
television showcase for contem-
porary black music in America.
Almost every significant soul
artist who came along between
1971 and 2006 appeared on the
program, superstars and one-
hit wonders alike. This wasn’t
the first show devoted solely to
soul, nor was it even the first na-
tional soul showcase (that honor
Courtesy TimeLife
would go to “The !!!! Beat”). But
unlike that show, “Soul Train”
was black-owned, black-oper-
ated and black-hosted. From small beginnings with the JBs and Barry White with his massive
in 1970 as a local program in Chicago, Corne- Love Unlimited Orchestra. One memorable
lius took the franchise to Los Angeles the fol- 1973 show had Curtis Mayfield singing along
lowing year and had a hit on his hands. Just to a censored “Pusherman” (with lines from
about every major development in ’70s–’00s the song edited to cover the drug references).
black music was showcased: funk, disco, On the DVD, Mayfield mouths to the original
hip-hop, new jack swing and quiet storm. unvarnished version.
Jazz artists who dabbled in soul like Herbie What’s also interesting about the set
Hancock, Ramsey Lewis and the Crusaders is watching the kids change along with the
were featured. Blues acts like Little Milton, B.B. times. On the earliest shows here (1972–’73),
King and Bobby Bland got screen time. Even the dancing is every bit as wild as the fashions,
black rock ’n’ rollers like Chuck Berry, Little and the kids are genuinely happy to be seen on
Richard, Lenny Kravitz and the Bus Boys oc- nationwide TV. By the disco era (1978–’79), the
casionally rode the rails, as did white perform- mode of dress has gone conservative and al-
ers like Elton John and David Bowie. While though there is more room to dance, the steps
the program covered a ton of ground in four are a bit more subtle, not quite as acrobatic as
decades, the show still remains identified with before. There is one token post-’70s episode:
the afropick era of the ’70s. The Best Of Soul Stevie Wonder is shown in 1991, doing a med-
Train (TimeLife 25658 180:00/155:00/155:000 ley of his hits with the “Soul Train” dancers
★★★★) DVD set collects 16 episodes, all but singing along. Although the kids are enthusias-
one from that decade. tic, by this time they were more jaded and less
Barry White, The Isley Brothers, Jackson surprised about being in front of the camera.
Five, James Brown, Aretha Franklin, Teddy Their facial expressions seemed practiced for
Pendergrass, Sly & The Family Stone and oth- this moment, and they may have shoved some
ers are all shown in their prime, or close to it. people out of the way for this exposure. This is
But it should be noted that the episodes have in stark contrast to Wonder’s appearance on
all been edited somewhat. The opening of one the same show in early ’73 (not included on
episode from October 1972 promises Gladys this DVD) when he’s sitting at the piano sing-
Knight & the Pips, the O’Jays and Major Lance; ing a song about “Soul Train” that he com-
as it turns out, we don’t get to see Lance’s per- posed specially for the occasion. Rather than
formance. Even if he wasn’t quite the hitmaker jockeying for position, the dancers merely get
he was in the early part of the ’60s, the entire in where they fit in, laughing with genuine ex-
show should have remained intact. A nice bo- citement. The 1973 crowd were just kids hav-
nus (unannounced on the cover) is the addition ing fun; the 1991 audience may as well have
of some of the original commercials for Afro- been extras auditioning for a job in a video. Yet
Sheen and Ultra-Sheen, generally seen only Cornelius remained cool as a cucumber, and
during Soul Train but fondly recalled by those Wonder will always be Wonder.
who were there. Other features include interviews with
The format was generally lip-synched Cornelius, Smokey Robinson and Bri-
performances, but unlike predecessor Dick an McKnight. Even if the episodes were
Clark’s “American Bandstand,” Cornelius’ altered, this DVD set gives a fair picture of
show would have the acts play live when pos- why they called themselves “The Hippest
sible. About half of the performers do their Trip In America.” DB
thing live on this DVD, including James Brown Ordering info: timelife.com
CTI Flexed
’70s Muscles
In addition to the four-disc set CTI:
The Cool Revolution, Sony’s Mas-
terworks Jazz commemorates the
label’s 40th anniversary with a spate
of reissues that epitomized CTI’s
signature sound and nearly defined
mainstream jazz in the ’70s.
Initially, label founder Creed
Taylor demonstrated a fondness for
bossa nova by releasing timeless
recordings by Antonio Carlos Jo-
bim, Milton Nascimento and Tamba
Alan Broadbent Trio
Live At Giannelli Square:
Chuck Stewart
4. So it makes sense for Jobim’s
1970 album Stone Flower (CTI/ Freddie Hubbard: Firey improv, buttery grooves
Volume I
Chilly Bin Records
Masterworks Jazz 77682; 39:53
★★★★) to be among the first reissues. That and the cinematic title-track, on which Baker ★★★½
album’s posh allure continues to hypnotize as it turns in a stunning vocal performance. He and
showcases Jobim’s manicured keyboard work Laws handle Hank Mobley’s “Funk In Deep
on the whistle-friendly “Children’s Games” and Freeze” admirably, too. Still there’s a slickness
sauntering “Brazil.” As a producer, Taylor dem- to this date that almost makes much of the
V eteran pianist Alan Broadbent is part of
a vanishing breed: musicians steeped in
mid-20th century bop that lately receives more
onstrated his gift for packaging jazz—or in this playing go unnoticed. exposure on campus than onstage. Broadbent’s
case, high-end instrumental music—in a man- Some musicians did manage to ruffle the credits include the best-of-the-best among his
ner that didn’t insult jazz fans but wasn’t too satiny textures of CTI’s soundscapes while still Los Angeles brethren, notably Warne Marsh,
bristling to put off pop lovers. Not a note, beat, fitting with the label’s overall aesthetic. Hub- Chet Baker, Bud Shank and Charlie Haden.
harmony or melody seem out of place. bard’s 1970 Red Clay (76822; 68:20 ★★★★½) The pianist is yet another West Coast musi-
CTI’s lacquered production sheen and is a perfect example. The trumpeter spits out his cian who’s never received his due. Broadbent’s
wide-screen orchestrations, often provided fiery, hard-tongue improvisations over a buttery Live at Giannelli Square typifies a veteran’s al-
by Don Sebesky, tended to neuter the emo- groove on the title track, which also showcases bum. A live date recorded early last year in Los
tional immediacy of some records. Such is spirited solos from Herbie Hancock and tenor
Angeles’ San Fernando Valley, it features a pro-
the case with Kenny Burrell’s 1971 God Bless saxophonist Joe Henderson. Basically a con-
gram of mostly standards and a rhythm section
The Child (77681; 49:52 ★★★½). Whether tinuation of the hard bop and soul jazz that dis-
well-versed in the art of brushes and walking
intentional or not, the music lacks the urgen- tinguished much of Hubbard’s Atlantic LPs after
cy of the LP cover, which depicts a helicopter he left Blue Note, Red Clay remains essential.
bass lines. The trio’s varied approach transcends
hovering over a war-torn forest in Vietnam. Stanley Turrentine’s 1970 release Sugar the narrow scope of the repertoire. The opener,
Burrell’s blues-drenched, elegantly under- (76826; 59:16 ★★★★½) is another case in “Lullaby of the Leaves,” features Broadbent’s
stated guitar takes center nearly throughout, which the artist cut through the gloss. Turren- two-handed runs and rubato passages. The pia-
serving up nice grooves on “Love Is The tine’s honky-tonk tone and razor-sharp phras- nist then cruises through the up-tempo “I’ll Be
Answer” and “Do What You Gotta Do” and ing refuse to fade into background, especially All Right,” his tribute to Bud Powell. By “Alone
glowing balladry on “Be Yourself” and “God on the swaggering title-track and his organ- Together,” though, the rhythm section begins
Bless The Child.” Still it’s a disappointment driven take on John Coltrane’s “Impressions.” to loosen its grip, with drummer Kendall Kay’s
that he never engages in any heated dialogue Also commendable are band mates Hubbard, steady patter becoming increasingly busy and
with his stellar band mates, such as trumpeter guitarist George Benson and electric pianist unpredictable.Broadbent is good at any tempo,
Freddie Hubbard or keyboardists Hugh Law- Lonnie L. Smith, who goad Turrentine to high- but I would have preferred to hear fewer ballads.
son and Richard Wyands. octane improvisations. The extraverted reading of “I’ll Be All Right”
Sebesky’s rich orchestrations also insu- The double-disc California Concert: The early in the set whet my appetite for more of the
late flutist Hubert Laws on 1972’s Morning Hollywood Palladium (76405; 77:50/76:06 same. “My Foolish Heart” follows; as much as
Star (76833; 35:50 ★★★★). Here, though, the ★★★★★) makes for a great celebration be- I like it, it drags by comparison. To Broadbent’s
pairing seems more ideal as on the evocative cause it’s the first time it’s been released on credit, he ratchets up the tempo on his tune “Now
title-track, which showcases Laws’ dynamic CD. The July 1971 concert gathered a dream And Then” to accommodate his bop-inspired
flute improvisations as well as some engaging team of Benson, Laws, Carter, Hubbard, Cob-
solo. The set concludes with a rousing version of
accompaniment from keyboardist Bob James, ham, Turrentine, percussionist Airto Moreira,
Miles Davis’ “Solar,” the trio’s most compelling
drummer Billy Cobham and bassist Ron Carter. saxophonist Hank Crawford and organist
performance. The more prominent use of dy-
When the tempo slows down as on the beauti- Johnny Hammond for a scintillating perfor-
ful “Let Her Go,” Laws’ flute leaps forward from mance included takes on Coltrane’s “Impres-
namics, counterpoint and rhythm that Broadbent
the thick orchestrations, wonderfully. sions” and Miles Davis’ “So What” as well as displays here would have benefitted the other
Laws and Sebesky team up to support enchanting readings of Laws’ “Fire And Rain” tracks. The same holds true for the elastic pocket
Chet Baker on the 1974 date She Was Too and Jimmy Van Heusen and Johnny Burke’s created by bassist Putter Smith and Kay.
Good To Me (76830; 41:07 ★★★½), an album “Here’s That Rainy Day.” The disc also dispels —Eric Fine
that marked somewhat of a comeback for the recent notions that acoustic jazz faded com- Live At Giannelli Square: Volume 1: Lullaby Of The Leaves; I’ll Be
All Right; My Foolish Heart; Alone Together; Now And Then; You
trumpeter. Sebesky’s orchestrations work well pletely in the ’70s. DB And You Alone; Ghost Of A Chance; Solar. (65:34)
for Baker on the opening “Autumn Leaves” Ordering info: ctimasterworks.com Personnel: Broadbent, piano; Putter Smith, bass; Kendall Kay,
drums.
Ordering info: alanbroadbent.com
Dave Frank
Portrait Of New York
Jazzheads JH1181
★★★
Arguing The
Great Voices
Twenty yeas ago Will Friedwald published Jazz
Singing: America’s Great Voices from Bes-
sie Smith To Bebop And Beyond, an original,
provocative, often flippant melange of fact and
commentary that purveyed praise and con-
tempt with a subjective elegance. Born in 1961,
he plays the advocate from a position of schol-
arship without the prejudicial taints of nostalgia.
Now, with A Biographical Guide To The
Great Jazz And Pop Singers (Pantheon),
he has spread out. No more splitting hairs
between jazz singers and everyone else. He
tackles them all here from Eddie Cantor to Bob
Dylan in a survey that covers pop, musical
theater, cabaret and even a few rock singers
who’ve traded up to pre-rock standards. The
book is about singers, but the admission ticket
(with few exceptions) is the common ground
they share with the American songbook, a
theme that excludes most contemporary sing- no pretense of hiding the author’s comfort in
ers under 50, save for Diana Krall, Michael the safety of history, where all outcomes are
Bublé and a few others. known and all stories told. He dismisses his
The structure at first glance is standard own generation’s cultural crucible as “the
encyclopedia form. Its first 540 pages include general disaster area known as the sixties
free-standing, alphabetically listed entries and seventies.” The more contemporary his
on 103 individual singers, plus another five subjects (Betty Carter or Cassandra Wilson),
“extras” in the final 30 pages. In between are the more he seeks out specific “highlights for
another 240 pages of thematic essays that us more conservative listeners.” Many new-
cover an additional 117 singers in 26 separate comers are briskly summarized in thematic
groupings such as “Singing Songwriters,” “Fe- essays: “Retrocrooner Boychicks,” “Contem-
male Band Singers” and “Male Band Singers.” porary Cabaret” and “Rock Goes Standards.”
But these essays are not bare-boned bio The last is an especially skeptical chapter in
sketches. Each is a probing, subjective com- which he seems to underestimate the Ameri-
mentary, typically with an opening anecdote can songbook’s capacity for unexpected re-
or observation that becomes the rhetorical interpretation, whether by Louis Armstrong,
trigger for his particular theme. Friedwald ex- Blossom Dearie, Carly Simon, Rod Stewart or
plores the interaction between “personas” and even Linda Ronstadt.
music and vice-versa, and how they mutually Friedwald deals with all the greats, of
sustain or subvert illusion to create a complete course. But the book’s value is the attention
performer. He argues that the controlling in- it brings to artists who are not written about
dependence of Barbra Streisand robs her of often, mainly because they were peripheral
the vulnerability necessary to validate her sig- to jazz, like Gene Austin, Buddy Clark and
nature song, “People.” “I remain completely Perry Como. Comic Martha Raye gets a major
unconvinced that she’s a person who needs boost as a singer based on a very limited body
people,” he writes. of work. Alice Faye “may be the single most
His essays are rich in such juicy asser- significant female singer in Hollywood history,”
tions, often tantalizing in their startling certainly Friedwald writes in another surprising but well-
but always provocative and usually plausible. argued stroke.
He zeroes in, for instance, on two Billie Holi- Some singers he humbly admits to not
day air shots with Count Basie, claiming they getting. He grew into Mabel Mercer, but con-
are perhaps “the highlights of her recorded fesses that he still cannot hear in Helen Merrill
output”—a big bet to put on such a tiny sam- what most of the best musicians have heard
pling of Holiday’s remarkable work. Paragraph since the mid-1950s. Some singers he pro-
after paragraph is mined with such scintillating files seem a bit distant from his purpose. Ed-
declarations, often over similarly obscure points die Cantor, Sammy Davis, Sophie Tucker and
but engineered to invite debate. Friedwald has a Jimmy Durante were singing entertainers who
broad perspective of cultural context (films, ra- perhaps belong in a separate book.
dio, social history) and a mind like switchboard. This is still a wonderful book to read around
The result is unexpected cross-references that in, and given Friedwald’s instincts as a polemi-
bring intellectual life to factual detail. cist, it’s also likely to become influential. DB
The scope of the book’s judgments make Ordering info: randomhouse.com
Stayin’ Alive
T he trajectory of what I thought my life in music would be is not very
much like what has happened, but it’s not all bad news. In fact, what
the jazz tradition has demonstrated over the years is an uncanny ability
to address all kinds of challenges—social, economic, artistic—in order to
advance this living music. The current state of the music “business” has
stopped more than a few people I know, but as a creative person, I will con-
tinue to find ways to play and hear the music that I love.
Once upon a time, the norm was that major labels signed and cultivated
artists they believed would last. The artist was recorded in a big, beautiful
studio and promoted by the in-house team who was well connected to the
powers-that-be. The tab was running and the hope was that the expenses
would be recouped by the label in album sales. More often than not, the
artist made a very small percentage of sales but might be lucky enough to
have some tour support from the label, and their careers developed with
time and exposure. Many strong relationships were built and plenty of great
music was recorded and released this way, but there was more to the story.
Years ago, I read a book called Hit Men that chronicled the music busi-
ness as a daunting tale of corruption, immorality and greed. Although it de-
pressed many who read it, I found it liberating because it made me realize
for certain that there was no rhyme or reason to the business. If I wanted to
keep playing, I would have to use creative energy to stay in the game as well
as to play the music. I identified myself as a “lifer,” who would play music
no matter what happened in the business.
Enter technology. New world. New game. Few rules. The Internet, where
the production and distribution of music is undergoing change, is still basi-
cally the Wild West. Most music is available for downloading (free or pur-
Judy Schiller
chased) or may be sold by someone who has nothing to do with the artist
or a record company, so young music lovers have come to believe that mu-
sic is free. They may never buy a CD in their life; their music is download- incentive to get the word out. The only cost is Kickstarter’s cut, which is 5
ed or “shared” (a.k.a stolen), and there are very few rules in place for how it percent. You can also put a PayPal “Donate” button on your website and
is distributed on the web. Record companies have sued the fans and royalties fundraise through a PayPal account. Get creative!
aren’t being paid. The world is upside down! Apps and technology now rule Distribution no longer favors the business side. Now you can distribute
the culture more so than music. How can a musician make money anymore? your music from your website and from indie sites like CD Baby. No lon-
With the Internet as a global distributor, artists can find the people who ger at the mercy of whether your label (if you had one) has good distribu-
like their music and service those fans on a more personal level. Instead tion and can get good placement in record stores, you will have to do what
of a record company telling them what will sell, what they should re- you can to be heard. Once again—get creative.
cord, or with whom they should be recording, artists get to make the mu- Streaming is likely to be the future of music, but will most jazz fans,
sic they want and in their own time frame. Likewise, the fan is not being who love to own whole collections of their favorite artists, settle for whatev-
told whom they should listen to or purchase. In a strange way, globalization er is streamed to them? Hard to say, but the majority of even jazz fans will
has brought us back to grass roots. The thing that will make people want to come to hear what they know through the Internet and streaming. Music
have your music is that it speaks to them. The people who love music will Choice, Sirius and other subscription-based music sites have whole chan-
be surfing the web, looking to discover something great. If you can provide nels with different styles of jazz, from traditional to bebop to big band to
that for them, they will tell their friends who will tell their friends who will avant-garde. Some sites have samples of tunes with links to Amazon to buy
tell their friends. It will be the music that will get people’s attention. And them. Everyone is trying to figure out the new game plan, and I don’t think
they will support you. Just like the old days. it’s in place yet. Be bold if you have the stomach for it. The more we can
I find this an inspiring idea, but it does leave many unanswered ques- embrace the changes, the better chance the music has of being heard and
tions. For an established artist with a fan base, folks can easily find you. If appreciated by new audiences.
you are just emerging, you may have to negotiate a number of possibilities, In a perfect world, musicians don’t have to think about anything but mu-
like how to record your music—which takes funding. The Internet has cre- sic. Someone else takes care of recording details and touring details and dis-
ated new and interesting ways to do this. There are several sites through tribution/sales details so the artist can be free to create unencumbered. This
which you make a pitch to friends, fans and strangers about funding your world is pretty far from perfect, so if you want a life in music, I hope you can
project. My favorite is Kickstarter, where you set a monetary goal and a find it in yourself to be as involved in the details as you can. Optimism, im-
deadline to fundraise your expenses through pledges from people who provisation and willingness to explore new possibilities help, too! DB
want to support your effort. You can offer perks at different levels. Donors
can be as involved in the project as much or as little as you want them to be. Claire Daly is an award-winning baritone saxophonist based in New York City.
People can get advanced copies or exclusive offers for various levels of do- She travels the world playing music, teaches at Jazz at Lincoln Center MSJA,
nations or go hear some music with you, come over for dinner, or anything Litchfield Jazz Camp and privately, and improvises a life in creative music. Cur-
rently, she is writing music to be premiered at the Juneau Jazz and Classics
you invent. If you don’t reach your goal, nobody pays, which is an excellent Festival in May 2011.
Jeremy Pelt
Jack Vartoogian/FrontRowPhotos
Jeremy Pelt’s Evocative Trumpet Solo
On Ralph Peterson’s ‘The Vicious Cycle’
D rummer Ralph Peterson’s composition
“The Vicious Cycle,” from the 2002 re-
lease Subliminal Seduction (Criss Cross), is
still makes it clear with his note choices where
the downbeat is. For example, the descending
chromatic line at the end of measure 11 lands on
quite a challenge to improvise on. Though the seventh of the D7(#9) in measure 12 and then
the form is an even 24 bars, that may be the continues as a scalar line. From measure 12 to
only thing standard about this tune. Most of 13 we see a similar concept, ending measure 12
the chords are inverted and in some instances with Eb and F (the b9 and #9 of the current chord)
are over bass notes with no relation to the tri- and landing in between on the E natural on the
ad (like the Bbmaj7/E b in measures 3, 7, 27 and downbeat of measure 13, where it is the third of
31). Many of the chords are anticipated, com- the C/G chord. This not only makes the chord
ing in on the last eighth note, and in some plac- change clear but also emphasizes that this is the
es quarter note, of the previous measure. And “one” of a new measure.
though the song is based on 4/4, there are the Pelt also shows a deftness and playfulness in
measures of 2, 3, 5 and even 9/8 that are inter- dealing with the odd and sometimes ambiguous
spersed throughout the piece with landmine- harmonies—for instance, the unusual Bbmaj7/Eb,
like qualities through which the soloist must which could be thought of as an Eb lydian sound.
navigate. But when this chord occurs in measures 3–4, 7–8
Trumpeter Jeremy Pelt not only makes it and 27–28, Pelt instead plays Bb major pentaton-
through two choruses of this obstacle course, he ic, highlighting the upper part of the chord. And
does so in such an evocative way as to make the then when the chord comes up for the last time
piece appear to the listener to be much simpler in his solo (measures 31–32), Pelt instead plays F
than it is. In dealing with the rhythmic aspect, major pentatonic. This brings out the upper parts
notice how Pelt’s first phrases start on down- of the Bb (the seventh, ninth and 13th), but also
beats, making the underlying time signatures makes the harmony more ambiguous (like F/
clear. It isn’t until measure 8 that we hear Pelt Bb/Eb!). He uses the same approach to the Db/E
playing over a bar line. He does this more fre- in measure 44, playing an Ab major pentatonic
quently as his improvisation progresses, but he line, again playing off of the fifth of the chord
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Tommy Flanagan
“How High The Moon” (from Lady Be Good … For Ella, Verve, 1994) Flanagan,
piano; Peter Washington, bass; Lewis Nash, drums.
Kenny Barron: The minute I heard this I could tell that this was someone
who liked Bud Powell, and it sounded like someone from Detroit. I was
thinking Barry Harris, but Mulgrew said no because it sounded like the
rhythm section of Peter Washington and Lewis Nash. That being the case,
I thought it must be Tommy Flanagan, my hero.
Mulgrew Miller: I thought of Tommy right away, playing “How High
The Moon.” I recognized his touch and that unique kind of language, vo- [An audience member guesses that this is “an old, old, old, old Oscar
cabulary in his playing. What always gives Tommy away for me is his left Peterson tune.”]
hand, which is a kind of legato left hand as opposed to a rhythmic left hand. Barron: Wow, it was recorded in 1945? I was 2 years old.
Tommy plays these sustained chords with his left hand.
Barron: When I was in junior high, I had an art teacher who used to Abdullah Ibrahim
bring in music for inspiration. In one class he played the Miles Davis re- “Blue Bolero” (from African Magic, Enja, 2001) Ibrahim, piano; Belden Bullock,
cording of “In Your Own Sweet Way” with Tommy. I loved his touch and bass; Sipho Kunene, drums.
the way he phrased. He became an influence and continued to be an influ- Barron: I’m stumped. It’s a very beautiful piece. Whoever this is knows
ence till the day he died—and he still is. how to take their time and not play a lot of notes. If I would have to rate
this, I’d give it 5 stars.
Eliane Elias/Herbie Hancock Miller: I have no idea, but I’ll just throw something out there. Is it
“The Way You Look Tonight” (from Solos And Duets, Blue Note, 1995) Elias, Han- Dollar Brand or Don Pullen or Geri Allen? It is Dollar Brand, I mean,
cock, pianos. Abdullah Ibrahim. I guessed him because the tune has an African folk ele-
Miller: This is an uneducated guess, but at least one of the pianists is a Cuban ment, and it has a simplicity of harmony. Abdullah isn’t into heavy impro-
virtuoso. I’m venturing forth with Gonzalo Rubalcaba as a wild guess, play- visation. This tune stayed simple while also having a spiritual feel. That’s
ing with either Herbie Hancock or someone influenced by Herbie. what led me to guess him.
Barron: I’m definitely lost, but I’ll hazard a guess that this is Hiromi Barron: I remember seeing Abdullah playing with saxophonist Carlos
playing with Chick Corea. They both have a similar technique. It’s not? Ward at Sweet Basil on Monday nights. The music was so hymn-like. It
Well, I liked this. They both stretched the boundaries. That was very was like being in church.
interesting. Miller: It’s funny, but at first I thought this might be Brad Mehldau, but
Miller: I liked it as well—harmonically, rhythmically, and its form. It’s then I could hear that the touch wasn’t his.
an adventurous version of the tune, without a straightahead swing. It’s what
you’d expect from a modern piano duo. They’re both virtuosos with phe- Fred Hersch
nomenal technique and ideas. They’re in tune with each other. Personally, I “I Mean You” (from Fred Hersch Plays Thelonious, Nonesuch, 1998) Hersch, piano.
would have been lost in the first eight bars. Miller: Again, I’m not sure, but something about it reminds me of Jaki
Barron: This is Herbie? Is he playing with a Spanish pianist? Byard. It’s the quirkiness. It sounded like someone a little older than any
Miller: Is it Herbie and Chucho Valdés? of the young pianists.
Barron: Eliane? I never would have guessed that, even though I’ve Barron: At first I thought it was Fred Hersch. It is? There was some-
played duets with her. thing in his phrasing. I’ve played duo with him on occasion. I thought it was
Fred, but then it got a little busy—busier than I’ve heard him play. So that
Oscar Peterson threw me off. But I’m glad I was right. I liked this a lot. It was very creative.
“The Sheik Of Araby” (from This Is Oscar Peterson At The Piano, Bluebird/BMG, This was a unique rendition of Monk.
2002, rec’d 1945) Peterson, piano; Bert Brown, bass; Frank Gariepy, drums. Miller: I’ve known Fred a long time. We’re about the same age. I was
Barron: I want to defer to Mulgrew, but I do know the song. It’s “Sheik Of living in Boston when Fred was at the New England Conservatory of
Araby.” I don’t have any idea who this is, but it’s obviously someone who Music studying with Jaki Byard, so I was close. I’m a great admirer of
is older. The sound quality makes it sound old, and the way the bass player Fred. He always improvises with a lot of adventure. He has a lot of imagi-
plays makes it sound old. nation and creativity. He’s got a lot to say. DB
Miller: I’m going to take a wild guess. Is this Dorothy Donegan?
Barron: I liked this. It’s not my cup of tea, but from a piano point of The “Blindfold Test” is a listening test that challenges the featured art-
view, it’s great. ist to discuss and identify the music and musicians who performed on
selected recordings. The artist is then asked to rate each tune using
Miller: And the left hand is incredible. a 5-star system. No information is given to the artist prior to the test.