“Davis straddles bop and
swing in his phrasing; if anything, with his swallowed notes, sandpapery tone
and sudden shrieks, he’s already a genre unto himself. … Davis
was to become one of the most honest, no-nonsense soloist in the music. The
knockout power of Davis’
blowing is thrilling.”
- Richard Cook and Brian Morton, Penguin
Guide to Jazz on CD, 6th Ed.
“Eddie Davis is what you
would call a natural musician for he never took a lesson in his life; not one
that he didn’t administer himself, anyway. When Eddie decided that he wanted to
play the tenor saxophone, he bought one second-hand and with it an instruction
book which he studied diligently for eight months. At the end of this period,
he played his first job [1942] at Clark Monroe’s Uptown House, one of the
first bastions of modern Jazz.”
- Ira Gitler
“He talked the way he played.
He was glib, and his silver-tongued, pleasantly confrontational style always
elicited a great audience response.
There were players who were
better known, more influential, whatever; but they weren’t any more confident
or fearless than Jaws. He came to play, and if you were smart you didn’t mess
with him. He brought a street-fighter’s instincts to the bandstand.”
- Joel Dorn
Okay, no
shilly-shallying around: Eddie “Lockjaw” Davis’ tenor saxophone playing just knocks me
out.
“Jaws” constantly
delivered a brand of intensity and excitement on the instrument which aptly
earned him the reputation for being one, tough, tenor saxophonist.
Whatever the
setting – soloist with the Count Basie Orchestra, in Hammond B-3 Organ trios
with Shirley Scott or co-leading a quintet with fellow tenor saxophonist Johnny
Griffin – Eddie barreled through them all with a temerity and a boldness that
would characterize his career.
“His sound was, on reflection, a
surprisingly complex matter. Unlike many of the players working in the
organ-combo format, where Jaws made his biggest impact, his phrasing had an
elongated quality that he broke up only with his matter-of-fact brusqueness; as
if he was masking emotion with a temperament that told him to get on with it.” [- Richard Cook and Brian Morton, Penguin
Guide to Jazz on CD, 6th Ed.]
Jaws was a
blustery soloist who came to prominence in the world of Jazz at a time when had
you had to “make your bones” by engaging in “cutting” sessions with other tenor
saxophonists.
Such “duels” might include only another tenor sax player, or perhaps two others or even a stage full of them; some were known
to go on all night, ending in the wee small hours of the morning.
The creative
sparks flew when tenor saxophones engaged in such battles, and Eddie “Lockjaws”
Davis was often tested, but rarely bested in
these competitions.
Whether he was
playing the blues or a ballad, Jaws spun solos of flat-out exuberance and
exhilaration. His sound was always inimitable and accomplished.
We found a nice
overview of the salient features of Eddie’s career in the insert notes that Michael Cuscuna prepared for Eddie “Lockjaw” David: The Heavy
Hitter [32 Jazz 32057].
“Eddie Lockjaw
Davis, more commonly known these days as Jaws, is a thorough master of his
instrument and his art. He is a warm, articulate, no-nonsense person who
dispatches his business with a flair and a near perfection.
At the beginning
of the session that produced this album, I made reference to the second night
of recording. Jaws looked at me with surprise and said, "Second night! I'm
only supposed to do one album. We'll do that now." As we had had no
rehearsals and he had never played with the pianist or drummer before, I was
skeptical, to say the very least.
But watching Jaws
at work was an education. He was affable and encouraging with his sidemen, yet
always in charge. He kept things moving without any trace of hurry or tension.
Minutes after the rhythm section arrived, everyone was in his place and ready
to go. Jaws would quickly talk out an arrangement, never allow a run through,
saying, "Save it for the take. Don't give it away now." And every
take was a first take with everyone sounding excellent and Jaws sounding
nothing short of brilliant.
It is a testament
to these musicians' abilities and professionalism and a miracle to me that such
performances could come out of first takes without one sheet of music or one
rehearsal. For the second tune of the night, Jaws turned to the rhythm section
and said, "Okay 'Old Folks' and then we'll go into 'Out Of Nowhere.' Do
you know the changes to these? I'll take a chorus and a half, the piano for the
bridge and the last eight bars of that chorus. Then the bass and drums lay out
and the piano has four bars to modulate up to C for 'Out Of Nowhere.' We play
'Old Folks' in F. I'll play this phrase. (He plays it.) Got it? Okay, let's
take it."
Jaws' tone is big
and rich. He is of that generation and school that makes every note meaningful
and beautiful in and of itself. He can burn earnestly without working up a
sweat, and he can seduce a ballad without resorting to sentimentality. His
solos seem to flow casually out of a bottomless reservoir of creativity and
feeling.
Although Lockjaw
is chronologically in the age of be-bop, his primary influences were Ben
Webster, Coleman Hawkins and Herschel Evans. Born in New York in 1921, he made his first mark in 1942
and '43 with Cootie Williams, Lucky Millinder, Andy Kirk, Louis Armstrong and
other band leaders. The be-bop revolution was not one that passed him by as is
evidenced by the lovely Fats Navarro date on Savoy in which he was featured. But his soul and
spirit was and is firmly entrenched in the style and sound of the swing masters.
During the post war era, he recorded prolifically on a variety of labels. His
first session as a leader was for Haven Records. The originals on the date were
arbitrarily given the names of diseases. One tune, "Lockjaw," was a
hit. It established Davis and gave him a nickname that remains to this day a part of his
moniker.
In 1952, Lockjaw
joined the Count Basie organization for the first time and quickly became an
attraction as the band's cooking blues soloist. The excitement that he
generated matched Illinois Jacquet's histrionics with Lionel Hampton in the
forties, but Eddie was a thoughtful soloist who never relied solely on
grandstanding. Lockjaw would slide in and out of Basie's band as tenor
saxophonist and road manager through the years, his longest stint lasting from
1966 to 1973.
After that first
go-round with Basie, Eddie led his own groups around New York, until 1955 when he assembled a permanent
working band with organist Shirley Scott. That group lasted five years and pioneered
the tenor-organ format in jazz. The group's life span is well documented on a
string of soulful, intimate albums on Prestige, many of which included Lockjaw's
longtime associate George Duvivier.
In 1960, Eddie
joined forces with Johnny Griffin, tenor master with a more modern,
bop-oriented bent. For the next two years, they battled it out on many
recordings and bandstands in the great tradition of Stitt and Ammons or Dexter
and Wardell.
When declining
public and economics took their toll on jazz, Griff moved to Europe, jaws was soon to make the startling
announcement that he was giving up the saxophone and taking a position as a
booking agent with Shaw Artists, one of the heaviest jazz agencies of the
period. Thankfully, although successful in that capacity, Jaws ultimately
found the horn too irresistible and returned to playing. His
"comeback" was in full force by 1966 when he joined the Basie band in
both business and musical capacities.
In 1973, Eddie
left Basie again, played with Ella Fitzgerald for a time and then stepped out
as a leader and a featured soloist in a variety of settings and circumstances
around the planet.
In his later
years, Lockjaw often recorded with Harry "Sweets" Edison and he remained a busy soloist up
until his death in 1986.”
In this video
tribute to Eddie which was developed with the assistance of the crackerjack
graphics team at CerraJazz LTD, Jaws performs Body and Soul
with Shirley Scott, Hammond B-3 organ, George Duvivier, bass and Arthur
Edgehill, drums.
In order to bring
him to your attention, should you be unfamiliar with his music, I wanted to say
a few words about Benjamin Herman.
Benjamin is a
young alto saxophone and flute player who resides in Holland. For one so young, he is an amazingly
accomplished musician with a number of accolades to his credit.
Benjamin Herman
was twelve when he started playing saxophone and was performing professionally
at the age of thirteen. He hastoured
with large and small combos in the United States, Japan, Czech Republic, Italy,
Portugal, Spain, Switzerland, South Africa and Russia, as well as appearing
frequently at North Sea Jazz Festival.
At 21 he received
the Wessel Ilcken Prize [named after a Dutch drummer who died in an accident at
the age of 34] for best young jazz musician of the year in The Netherlands.
In 1991, Benjamin
was invited to take part in the Thelonious Monk Competition, along with Joshua
Redman, Chris Potter and Eric Alexander. Some grouping!
After graduating
with honors at Hilversum Conservatory he studied with Dick Oatts at Manhattan
School of Music in New York.
By 25 Benjamin had
worked with almost every respected group and musician in The Netherlands, and
had started initiating his own projects.
What is surprising
and yet at the same time satisfying about Benjamin’s music is that so much of
it is steeped in blues, soul and funk, qualities that one would expect to find
in musicians reared in urban, Atlantic Coast US cities, or in rural southern US
townships with a predominately sanctified Baptist church culture, but not in a
musician raised in largely, cosmopolitan Holland.
The other
noteworthy aspect of Benjamin’s approach to music is its humor, some of which
is satirical almost to the point of being sarcastic at times.
One can get a
sense of the qualities of character and personality that influence his music
while reading the following insert notes which Benjamin wrote for his 1999
A-Records CD entitled Get In! [AL-73173].
[Does the title
itself have an element of sardonic humor in it or is it just me?]
“I've been
recording for A-Records and Challenge for around six years: two Van der Grinten
/ Herman Quartet albums, a third New Cool Collective record and another trio CD
out soon, not to mention all the material in the freezer.
So when Angelo
Verploegen [the CD’s producer] suggested a new so CD with me as the leader, I
wondered what all the fuss was about.
It used to be big
news when European musicians recorded in the States, but these days it happens
all the time ...why couldn't he just give me the money for a well-earned
vacation!
But I thought
about it. and I knew one person who'd make the project worthwhile. [Drummer] Idris
Muhammad.
For years I've
been telling drummers to play like Idris and check out his records. DJs are
crazy about the guy: he's one of the century's most sampled drummers.
Modem music is
full of his break-beats. He's the man who played New Orleans drum rhythms over the whole kit while keeping
the groove authentic and funky.
Musicians from Lou
Donaldson to John Scofield and from Curtis Mayfield to Puff Daddy have used his
beats. There isn't a drummer who hasn't copied his style in some way or
another. This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to get to the source.
And Angelo set it
up in a matter of weeks. But not just with Idris.
He managed to get
another of my favorites. Larry Goldings. on Hammond. With Europe's one-and-only Thelonious Monk Award
winner Jesse van Ruller on guitar, it looked set to be a swinging album.
As for the
material. I just closed my eyes and imagined what the band would sound like.
Ten days later. I had about 20 tunes from which I made a selection on the plane
to New
York.
I wanted the album to sound as rough as possible. We played the tunes a couple
of times and then started the tape.
Idris and Larry
were onto it from bar one, giving every take an awesome drive. Larry is today's
leading young Hammond player. The way he comments on the melodies and solos and works
with Idris is phenomenal, building up each solo without ever losing the groove.
Time flew by and
we were soon back in traffic, heading towards Manhattan. Next day we flew home and three weeks on,
it still seems out of this world.
It certainly
changed my attitude about this kind of project.
Angelo can call me
anytime.
Benjamin Herman
May 1999. Amsterdam”
Benjamin’s attitude
and approach come together in his music in such a way as to lend it an air of
adroit arrogance.
Perhaps all of
these affectations are just his way of being the 21st century
version of a hep cat, or a hipster or a cool-and-crazy-kind-of guy?
Although the beret
and to goatee are gone, Benjamin retains the horn-rimmed glasses of the Bebop
ear in many of his photos and he’s brought back the slim ties and narrow
lapelled, three-button suits which we in fashion half-a-century ago during the
height of the Soul/Funk/Boogaloo era [think Herbie Hancock’s Watermelon Man or Lee Morgan’s The Sidewinder].
As you can tell
from some of the photographs contained in the video at the end of this piece,
Benjamin is not camera shy and often affects exaggerated and, at times,
startling poses, trying to broaden the appeal of what he does.
So what if he
labels his CDs Pyschodixie for C-Melody Saxophone, or Lost Languages in Sad Serenades
& Jocular Jazz or Blue Sky Blonde and writes songs
with titles like Get Me Some Whiskey and
A …., or The Itch or Inhale, Exhale, the guy swings like mad and
is fun to listen.
Whatever his
proclivities and affectations, Benjamin has an intense tone similar to that of
Ernie Henry or Jackie McLean, a lingering power in his somewhat, off-center
phrasing and an inventive style of soloing that leaves a lasting impression in
the mind of the listener.
But it would
appear that Benjamin’s first and lasting love is to lock into a groove and
create melodies that are just brimming with “flavors” of blues and soulful
funk.
All of the major
characteristics of Benjamin’s music and his personal style are on display in
the following video which was developed with the assistance of the ace graphics
team at CerraJazz LTD.
The tune is
another of Benjamin’s off-the-wall titles – Joe’s
Bar Mitzvah – from his Get In CD with Jesse van Ruller on
guitar, Larry Goldings on Hammond B-3 organ [Larry’s solo on this one is
stunningly “bar mitzvar-ish”] and Idris Muhammad [who issues forth one of his
better renditions of a New Orleans syncopated marching band beat] on drums.
In addition to his
trio and quartet work, Benjamin has played a major role along with keyboardist
and composer Willem Friede in the development of the New Cool Collective.
Originally an
octet, the New Cool Collective has expanded to become one of the hottest big
bands in Europe and is particular favorite among the young Jazz fans on the
continent because of its style of music and the almost party-like atmosphere
the surrounds its in-person performances.
Many of the NCC’s big band charts are riff-based
arrangements which allow for plenty of solo space and use heavy back beats,
sometimes with Latin and Rock overtones, that
make it easy for younger audiences to relate to them.
Here’s an overview of the New Cool Collective as drawn from its website.
“Following its
initial gigs at the Club Paradiso in Amsterdam, the New Cool Collective made several
festival appearances, including an appearance at the prestigious North Sea Jazz
Festival. In 1997 the band toured Germany and Benelux. More dates followed in 1998 leading to an
appearance at Amsterdam's Concertgebouw and a tour of the UK, taking in Leeds, London and the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. October
1999 saw the release of NCC's third CD, Big (Challenge, A-Records). In 2000
the album received an Edison Jazz Award [Dutch Grammy].
Many of Benjamin’s
CDs as well as those of the New Cool Collective are available from several
online retailers as Mp3 downloads which helps in offsetting the euro-dollar
exchange rate.
If you have an
interest in exploring Jazz in some of its current manifestations on the
European continent, Benjamin’s and the NCC’s music provide an excellent starting
point.
You can sample the
New Cool Collective Big Band’s music in the following video. The audio track is
Lalo Schifrin’s Enter the Dragon and
its features Benjamin Herman on flute.
The title of this tune as played by the Tough Tenors - Johnny Griffin and Eddie "Lockjaw" Davis - is Abundance!
Talk about understatement.
Joining Johnny and Eddie are Norman Simmons on piano, Victor Sproles on bass and Ben Riley on drums. This track is from their Battle Stations recording.
Max Ionata is not
a familiar name in Jazz circles. He
should be.
Max’s Jazz tenor
saxophone playing is accomplished and refreshingly unique.
To be fair, he’s
very well-known in his native Italy and thanks to Matteo Pagano, the owner and
proprietor of Via Veneto Jazz, his two recent CDs for that label offer more of
Max’s marvelous music which should garner him even more appreciation, both at
home and abroad.
You can locate
more information about Via Veneto Jazz by going here. And while currency exchange rates and foreign
postal services may be expensive and time-consuming, the good news is that the
Via Veneto Jazz CDs Dieci and Kind of Trio along with other of
Max’s recordings are available as Mp3 downloads.
For many years,
the two signature instruments associated with Jazz were the trumpet - Pops, Bix, Diz and Miles – and the tenor
saxophone – Hawk, Pres, Sonny and Coltrane.
Trumpet and tenor
saxophone are the two front-line instruments in most Jazz combos and their
sounds blend particularly well when played in unison.
The human ear
seems to have an affinity for the tenor saxophone which may, in part, be due to
the fact that its sounds are very close to that of the human voice. It has been
said that the tenor sax has an almost vocal quality.
Given the imposing
stature of the Jazz greats who have played the instrument over the almost
hundred years of the music’s existence, a great deal is expected of those who
pick up “the big horn” and follow in this tradition.
Max Ionata doesn’t
disappoint.
Whether he is featured
in quintets that he co-leads with trumpeters Fabrizio Bosso and Flavio Boltro,
or evoking the dueling tenor tradition of the great Dexter Gordon & Wardell
Gray, or Al Cohn & Zoot Sims or Gene Ammons and Sonny Stitt in combination
with Danielle Scannapieco, another of Italy’s rising young tenor sax stars on
their Tenor Legacy Albore CD, or as a member of drummer Roberto Gatto’s quintet on the Remembering Shelly CDs
recently issued on the Albore label, Max Ionata always plays with presence,
power and passion.
His sound is
robust and yet mellow, his phrasing is long and continuous, and he generates a
steady sense of swing.
Max doesn’t
overreach the range of the horn to litter his solos with squeaks and squawks
nor does he take lengthy solos whose most appealing quality to the exhausted
listener is that they have finally come to an end.
When Max is making
Jazz, his solos are so artfully constructed that you don’t want them to end, at
least, not too soon.
He incorporates
just enough harmonic extensions to make his solo melodies interesting, but
these never become ends in themselves.
Max doesn’t come
to impress, he comes to play. What you
hear in his music is the fun of making Jazz; the music as an expression of a
good time being had by all concerned.
Nothing laborious
or contorted: nothing elaborately diminished, augmented or raised. Just a beautifully played and very swinging
tenor saxophone.
When a musician
like Max comes along, other musicians can’t wait to have the chance to work
with him. He brings out the best in them. In his presence, Jazz is once again
accessible and yet still an adventure.
To give you an
opportunity to sample the characteristics of Max’s music that we have been describing,
we have provided two video examples with audio tracks taken from the previously
described tenor-trumpet recordings and the Robert Gatto quintet Shelly Manne
remembrances.
The first video
features Max performing Astrobard from
his new Via Veneto CD Dieci with Fabrizio Bosso on
trumpet, Luca Mannutza on piano, Nicola Muresu on bass and Nicola Angelucci on
drums.
The audio track
for the second video is a performance of Russ Freeman's Fan Tan from drummer Roberto Gatto's Remembering Shelly Manne CD with Max
taking the lead solo along with Marco Tomburini [tp], Luca Mannutza [p], and
Giussepe Bassi [b].
Something "easy-on-the-ears" from Stefano. Click the "X" in the upper right hand corner to close out of the ads.
Soprano saxophonist Stephano di Battista performing his original composition "Goodbye Mr. P" with Daniele Scannapieco on tenor saxophone, Flavio Boltro, trumpet, Julian O. Mazzariello, piano, Dario Rosciglione, bass and Andre Ceccarelli, drums.
“Tiny's ears are what really
got to me. I don't know if he had absolute pitch. Very likely he did—or came
very close to it. He instinctively knew how to read an arrangement. Right off
he would find what to do with a chart. Another thing—Tiny tuned his drums
assiduously. He was concerned with the pitch of each drum. And he was very particular
about cymbals; each one had to serve a particular purpose. He was like a modern
Sid Catlett. He would have had that kind of influence, had he lived.
Tiny was very advanced
harmonically. His arrangement of Harold Arlen's "Over the Rainbow"
for the Barnet band indicates where he was going. He wrote it in Salt
Lake City in two days.
The loss of Tiny Kahn was
devastating He meant so much to music and to those who knew him. Everybody
learned something from Tiny. If you talked to or hung out with him, played in
one of the bands that employed him or analyzed his writing, you came away with
something.”
- Manny Albam, composer-arranger
“Tiny was melodic on drums …..
He probably was the most melodic drummer of all time. And the most economic. He
made every stroke mean something. A whole school developed around his style.
Tiny could do so many things
easily. When I was in the Army, the leader of the dance band at my base in Dallas
told me he couldn't buy the "Jump the Blues Away" and "Wiggle
Woogie" Basie stocks anywhere. I wrote Tiny about the problem—how all the
cats in the band, including me, wanted to play this music. What did he do? He
just copied all the music off the recordings and sent the transcriptions to
me. And that was an eighteen-year-old guy who had never taken a lesson.
How about this? When I came
home on furlough, as World War II was winding down, Tiny hipped me to what
Charlie Parker and Dizzy Gillespie were doing and explained their music in
detail. He knew every note and what to do with it. He would sit at the piano
and play complete tunes for me, in some cases including all the solos. He
always knew what was going down before anyone else.”
- Terry Gibbs, vibraphonist and bandleader
“Tiny Kahn was really a
gigantic influence to all of us. Especially all the young white players who
were in the big bands and still trying to play jazz. He was such a marvelous
musician. He was a dynamic drummer with great time. He didn't have great
hands, great feet, he wasn't really a showy drummer. He was just a real father
time-type drummer. And he was a self-taught arranger, piano player, ….. Tiny
knew how changes went from one to another. He was a tremendous influence on me
and many others too.”
- Red Rodney, Jazz trumpet player and
bandleader
“He was a very rare talent.
Completely natural. He was the most unstudied musician in the whole world. And
yet he wrote some excellent charts. He was a swinging drummer. A very unstudied
one. But yet a natural swinger. He really wasn't a pianist. He would just sit
down and kind of noodle away in the most illegitimate, unschooled way. But what
came out was beautiful.”
- Frankie Socolow, Jazz saxophonist
“Tiny, believe it or not, was
with Kenny Clarke, I believe those were the two distinct changes at that time.
Tiny changed it from the Buddy Rich sound, from Gene Krupa, Louis Bellson. He
came in with an opposite sound, and Mel [Lewis] came in right on the heels of
Tiny, every one of us knew that.”
- Chubby Jackson, Jazz bassist and
bandleader
“ Tiny never let anything
deter him. He wanted to know! And he wasn't shy about it. He was curious about
certain fills that I used when I worked with Parker and Dizzy. He dug their
sound and feeling. So he just came up and asked. ‘How do you do those things?
Show me how to play them.’
“Tiny was the one who led the
way into the soft pulse—not a hard edge to it, [Ed. note — Stan more than
suggested this concept in his own work, particularly with small bands.]
Drummers changed because of him, making their approach to sound and comment
more musical, less percussive. Tiny had a rare understanding of the inner workings
of a band because he was a writer. He knew how to control the time feeling, the
tempo, how to take hold of the sections, the entire orchestra.
Everyone borrowed or stole
from him. For a guy to die at the beginning of a great career is criminal. I
know musicians who can't play or write who live into their nineties.”
- Stan Levey, Jazz drummer
[All of the above
quotations by musicians and friends of Tiny are excerpted from Ira Gitler, Swing to Bop: An Oral History of the
Transition in Jazz in the 1940s or Burt Korall, Drummin’ Men, The Heartbeat of
Jazz: The Bebop Years].
The subtitle in
our feature about Tiny Kahn refers to the fact that for much of his brief life, this
terrific composer, arranger and drummer weighed over 300 pounds [at one point,
he topped out at 415 lbs.!], but didn’t live to reach the age of thirty [30].
Perhaps the two
were related? It would seem so for
according to Johnny Mandel: “Tiny had warnings
before he passed. He almost died in the late 1940s of a bad blood clot in his
leg. Coronary problems, difficulties within the vascular system, were common
for several years”.
During his tragically short lifetime, Tiny Kahn influenced and impressed just about everyone he performed
with during Bebop’s nascent decade [1943-53].
So much so, that
when news of his death reached drummer Stan Levey, a big, brute of a guy whom I
never knew to fall prey to easy emotion or sentimentality, it caused this
reaction:
“The day he died I
was in Europe with Stan Kenton. We were about to begin a
concert in Copenhagen for a tremendous audience. Somehow the word got to us that
Tiny had died. Well, I just totally broke down. I finally pulled myself
together and thought: ‘I'll play this one for Tiny. He gave me and other musicians
so much.’”
Other than such
references about his reputation from other musicians, I never knew much about
Norman “Tiny” Kahn. I had heard him on the 1951 recordings that he made with
Stan Getz Jazz impresario George Wein’s Storyville nightclub then located in
Boston’s Copley Plaza Hotel and I had even played on a few of his big band
arrangements such as T.N.T and Tiny’s Blues.
So when the
marvelous Dutch Jazz drummer, Eric Ineke, suggested Tiny for a feature on JazzProfiles,
I thought it would be great to do a bit of research into Kahn’s career
and to “get to know him better.”
Here are just a
few testimonials about how Tiny was universally loved and respected:
Johnny Mandel: “The
first time I came across Tiny Kahn was late one night at Child's Paramount, after we had finished the last set. There
he was, standing around in an overcoat, indoors. Tiny sat down at the piano and
started playing some funny stuff. I said to myself: ‘Oh, what's this?’ Then he
got into some good things, and I was really impressed. I remember mumbling:
‘Oh, my God!’ I didn't know until later
that he was a drummer and arranger. I so admired Tiny's ideas and musicality
and his qualities as a person that we were pretty much inseparable for eight
years—until he passed.
He probably was
one of the most honest and humorous people I ever met. Certainly that came out
in his playing and writing. He was unlike anyone I've ever met. You can't
compare him to anyone else. He was just different.”
Stan Getz: “Tiny
was one of my favorite drummers of all time. He was the closest thing to Sid
Catlett. He would musically get underneath you and lift you up. Most drummers
batten you down from the top. And he wrote as well as he played. He was just
the best!”
Elliot Lawrence: “Everyone
insisted I hire Tiny. He was a great, ego-free player and a writer who knew how
to develop material in the most meaningful I way. His charts almost played
themselves. Everything swung.
He and Buddy
Jones, our bassist, laid down what felt like a new kind of time. It was light
and flew along. It didn't feel like the band touched the ground. The band was
marvelous and wanted to make a new statement. Tiny, Al [Cohn], Johnny Mandel,
Al Porcino, Nick Travis—a whole bunch of wonderful guys—had so much to say.
This was a band that wanted to roar every night.
Tiny and I were
together the better part of four years, …. It was going so well for him. And
suddenly he was gone.”
[All of the
previous quotations excerpted from Burt Korall, Drummin’ Men, The Heartbeat of
Jazz: The Bebop Years].
Burt goes on to
give this overview of the prominent aspects of Tiny’s brief career:
“Norman
"Tiny" Kahn, one of Brooklyn's major gifts to jazz, has assumed legendary proportions since his
untimely death in 1953, at twenty-nine. The
drummer-composer-arranger-pianist-vibraphonist-humorist was a natural— a
musician who had great instincts and a well-developed sense of what worked best
in every circumstance. Had he lived, he certainly would have had an increasingly
meaningful career in jazz and very possibly in other areas of music as well.
His sudden death
was most deeply felt in New York, where he did some of his best work. But
the impact extended through the country to Europe, where his recordings with George Auld,
Stan Getz, Serge Chaloff, Red Rodney, Chubby Jackson, and Charlie Barnet and
Lester Young certainly had more than a passing effect.
Kahn is remembered
not only for his talent but for his warmth and sensitivity as a person. He was
liked by everyone. He didn't have an evil bone in his rather large body.
Music consumed his
waking hours. All kinds of music. He listened, then analyzed and evaluated what
he heard. He had his own concept when it came to drums. Outside of instruction
with drum teachers Freddie Albright and Henry Adler, covering sixteen months in
all, at different times, Kahn was self-made—as a drummer, composer and
arranger, pianist, and vibraphonist.
His drumming made
bands sound better than they ever had before, particularly during his last
years when he had all the elements of his style in enviable balance. His time
was perfect—right down the center. He wasn't too tense or too laid-back. Kahn
had his own sound and techniques on drums and could be quite expressive, using
his hands and feet in a manner that was his alone. Certainly not a technical
wizard, he transcended his relative lack of technical ability by developing a
manner of playing that not only made up for this but raised his and his
colleagues' performance level.
His primary contribution
as a drummer was the inspiration he provided, motivating musicians to feel good
and give the best of themselves. He played a classic supporting role in small
and large bands, bringing a small band approach and flexibility to his work. He
concerned himself with giving players the security and the wherewithal needed
to free them. Kahn had so much going for him that was not immediately apparent.
You had to listen and listen some more before it became completely clear what
he could do for music. Then the revelation came in a rush.
Kahn the writer
gave you much to hear and think about. Often his compositions and arrangements
practically played themselves. Musicians remember how easy his charts were to
perform; they felt right for all the instruments and never failed to
communicate and make a comment. His unpretentious writing mirrored his concern
for expressing ideas in an economical, telling, swinging manner.
It was immediately
apparent to all who knew him, as a kid in Brooklyn and later on as well, that Kahn had music
within him. As he grew older and ad opportunities to share his views and ideas
with others, he became a great source to the many musicians drawn to him. He
was a leader without ever desiring to be one.
Kahn set an
example not only when it came to playing and writing but i how he lived. While
others turned to hard drugs, drink, and an underground life, he moved ever more
deeply into music. His only harmful habit" was food. A food junkie, he ate
often and excessively. His need and great capacity for food could well have
been the basis for more than a few sessions with a therapist. Many of his close
friends feel he would have lived much longer had he managed to deal more
logically with this problem.
Tiny Kahn's life
had unusual consistency. He immersed himself in music early and did everything
he could to further his knowledge and understanding of all of it. …
Kahn hung out
where the music was happening. He got to know players and writers in all the
bands. Many of his friends around town loved Basie, Lester Young, and Jo Jones
— the Basie band of the 1930s and early 1940s. A little later, they became
fascinated with the innovations of Dizzy Gillespie, Charlie Parker, Max Roach,
and Bud Powell. They sought a rapprochement between the floating rhythm and
musicality of Pres and Jo, the economy of the pianist Basie and the relaxed
swing of his band, and what the modernists [i.e.: Parker and Gillespie] were
doing. …
1949 was a key
year for Tiny Kahn. He helped organize and rehearse the Chubby Jackson band,
for which he wrote almost the entire library of arrangements. The band lingers
in mind, even though it didn't last too long. Kahn played and wrote for the
Charlie Barnet modern band that year. He also briefly became involved —because
of Gerry Mulligan's strong recommendation — with Benny Goodman's bebop band.
But the leader's peculiarities, when it came to drummers and things in general,
negated a regular working relationship with the drummer-arranger. …
‘The Chubby
Jackson band was the greatest band I ever played with,’ Kahn told Pat Harris.
"The records give you a poor idea of how it sounded. Columbia didn't put as much effort into the record
date as it could have - poor balance, etc. The idea seemed to be to get the
date over as soon as possible. The band did ... the date before it ever had a
job… .
The Jackson band had extraordinary impact for its size
- fourteen piece - and swung with unusual ferocity. It really communicated!
Kahn's charts were among the best examples of bringing together elements of bop
and Basie. The soloists - tenorist Ray Turner, altoist Frank Socolow, trumpeter
Charlie Walp - were unstintingly pulsating and creative. Kahn brought unusual
life to the band from the drums. Jackson was a supportive, enthusiastic leader. He
had all that was needed to make it. Unfortunately, poor business practices and
the time [late 1940s] - which was notable for the decline of interest in big
bands - denied the band the success it deserved. …
Swing Idol Charlie
Barnet also hired Kahn in 1949 …. The Kahn-Barnet legacy is small – six Capitol
recordings - … - 5 are arrangements by Manny Albam and the sixth is the
imaginative ballad treatment by Kahn of “Over the Rainbow.”
All these Albam
charts have a number of things in common: modern coloration, warm voicings,
unfolding, developmental linear qualities. The rhythmic line provided by Kahn
is uncluttered. His comments around the drums provoke yet remain a matter of
telling simplicity. He's inspiring without disturbing the balance and forward
motion of the band. …
Phil Brown, who
replaced Kahn in the Stan Getz group in 1952., has an excellent grasp of what
Kahn did as a drummer. He loved his playing back then and remains fascinated by
it to this day.
Tiny was the first drummer to
play matched grip almost all the time. He deviated only when brushes were
called for; then he would revert back to the traditional/French grip in the left
hand. Tiny was more comfortable with matched grip because his hands were on the
fat side and he couldn't easily accommodate to the traditional grip in the left
hand: the stick is lodged a fulcrum between the thumb and index finger and
extends through the opening between the second and third finger.
Matched/timpani grip really
worked for him. He was able to get around the drums more easily. His solos had
their own sound because he used the tympani grip. Many of the guys performing
back then didn't get the strokes [Ed
note: —in Tiny's case, mostly singles] to sound as even as Tiny did. He played
some unusual things, and they were drummistic to a certain point without being
technical.
What made him different? He
let the time flow and roll along. He didn't play "four" on the bass
drum. He didn't emphasize the "2-and-4" clicking sound of the hi-hat.
I got the best shot at him,
in person, at the Showboat in Philadelphia,
shortly before I joined Getz's band [Ed. note—Al Haig (piano), Curly Russell
(bass), Jimmy Raney (guitar)]. I noticed he left beats out of his right-hand
ride rhythm. It made it possible for him to rest, particularly on up-tempos,
and add to the fluidity of the pulse. He was a precursor of today's rock drummers;
they also skip beats in the ride rhythm.
To balance things out, he
would comment with his left hand, on the snare or a tom-tom. He divided the
ride rhythm while bringing into play other elements of the set. By breaking up
the rhythm, he made the time more relaxed, more exciting and provocative. The
way he used his left hand on the snare and how he played accents increased the
rhythmic interest of his performances.
Some drummers said he played
the way he did because he couldn't execute the traditional ride rhythm in fast
tempi. But what he did was better,
different. He was the first free drummer—in that he didn't strictly stick
to playing time. What he thought and how he executed his ideas may have been
dictated by lack of technique, but he proved necessity is the mother of unusual
invention.
There was great honesty in
Tiny's playing. He wasn't trying to copy. He wasn't into commenting on Max
Roach or being like him. So many other people did that. He was just pure Tiny
Kahn. He was one of truly great drummers. I'm including everyone in this
comparison.
Tiny was the embodiment of a
very singular time in jazz. He personified a generation of guys who grew up
listening to Basic and Pres and then shifted a little bit to Charlie Parker and
started to come up in the bebop world.
I was very conscious of the
way Tiny sounded in Stan Getz's band and how effective he was. I wanted to see
if I could perpetuate that tradition.
Others worked in
this tradition. Osie Johnson is frequently mentioned as someone who took this
manner of performance and brought to it his own vision. But Mel Lewis was
Kahn's most widely listened-to disciple. He found himself within Kahn's style
and enhanced and built upon it in a major way, emerging with something that had
his stamp on it.
“My relationship with Tiny
began when I came to New York
from Buffalo
with the Lenny Lewis band in the late 1940s. I heard and liked the recordings
Tiny had made with Red Rodney for Keynote. We got together frequently. He came
to hear me at the Savoy
Ballroom. Soon after that I returned the compliment and went to hear him with
the Boyd Raeburn band.
We got a chance to really
talk during the afternoons we spent drinking egg creams on Broadway. I realized
we liked the same drummers and the same sort of music. Apparently we were two
of a kind. He even used low-pitched cymbals—same as I did. He tuned his drums
in a highly individual way. I came to realize, by hearing Tiny, that I needed
nothing larger than a twenty-inch bass drum.
Tiny was an innovator in so
many ways. He brought a looseness and the improvisational feeling of small band
drumming to the big band. I heard him every time I could. I loved what he did.
He played great fills and lead-ins to explosions that kicked a band along. I
must admit I even stole a few.”
My thanks to Eric
Ineke for without his suggestion, I might never have looked into the creative
brilliance of Tiny Kahn. After reading
about his story, is it any wonder that those musicians who knew him during his
relatively brief lifetime were crushed by his untimely death?
Here’s a video
which was filmed at the Los Angeles Jazz Institute’s 4-day East Coast Sounds May 30, 2010 concert
of The Terry Gibbs Big Band Plays the
Music of Tiny Kahn. The audio is Tiny’s arrangement of his original
composition of Father Knickerbopper.
And this single
slide video has an audio track featuring Tiny’s drumming that is taken from Stan
Getz’s 1951 Storyville recording. The title of the tune is Signal and in addition to Stan on tenor saxophone and Tiny on
drums, it features Al Haig on piano and Teddy Kotick on bass.
“The guitar has its own
mystique. The most ancient of instruments, it is the most pervasive in
contemporary music. Those who mastered its mysteries have discovered unlimited
application for the guitar’s acoustic and electric personalities.”
- Gary Giddins
“[Pat Martino]… is a guitarist who can rework simple material into sustained
improvisations of elegant and accessible fire; even when he plays licks, they sound
plausibly exciting.
Although seldom recognized as
an influence, he has been a distinctive and resourceful figure in Jazz guitar
for many years, and his fine technique and determination have inspired many
players.”
- Richard Cook & Brian Morton, The Penguin
Guide to Jazz on CD, 6th Ed.
“Pat Martino plays more than
just notes. He plays his personality, his insights. Of Pat it can be honestly
stated that his style is immediately recognizable.”
- Kent Hazen
There’s a modern
adage which states: “You never get a second chance to make a first impression.”
When it came to
the impression he made on Les Paul, a superb technical player and one of
creators of the modern electric guitar sound, if would seem that Pat Martino
didn’t need a second chance:
“Some years ago I
was playing an engagement in Atlantic City and a young lad, accompanied by his
parents, came backstage to meet me and request my autograph. When the lad said
he was learning guitar I handed him mine and asked that he play something.
Well, what came out of that guitar was unbelievable. "Learning," he
said!!! The thought that entered my mind at the time was that perhaps I should
take lessons from him ... his dexterity and cleanliness were amazing and his
picking style was absolutely unique. He held his pick as one would hold a demitasse.
Pinky extended, very polite.
The politeness
disappeared when pick met string as what happened then was not timid but very
definite. As is obvious, I was very impressed and the memory of this lad stuck
with me. Although I lost track of him I figured that sooner or later I was bound
to hear of him again. All that talent was not to be buried in obscurity.
Several years
later I began hearing reports of a young guitarist playing in the New York area who was really scaring other
musicians with his ability and musicianship. I tracked him down to a club in Harlem, and aside from the fact that the reports
of his being a great guitarist were not exaggerated, I found that this was the
same lad who had visited me in Atlantic City.
Now grown up, and
with the extra years of practice and experience, he had grown into a musical
giant. His name was Pat Martino. (As a side-note, a prominent guitarist told me
recently that on his first visit to New York he had gone to the Harlem club where Pat was appearing. His thought
at the time was that if Pat represented the type of competition he faced — and
Pat not even well known — how was he to surpass or even equal that as well asenduring the other obstacles facing a proposed career in music.) …
Listen to … [his]
music and be your own judge but it you happen to a guitarist don't be
discouraged. Don't slash your wrists and pray for a decent burial; just
practice a lot and perhaps someday someone (possibly Pat) will be writing liner
notes for you.” [Les Paul, June, 1970, liner notes to Desperado, Prestige PR
7795; OJCCD 397]
Pat made a similar,
first impression on Dan Morgenstern, a Jazz literary luminary who just recently retired as the
Director of the Institute for Jazz Studies at RutgersUniversity:
“Pat Martino is a bad cat. ...
He is an original,
his own man, and his abilities are extraordinary from both a strictly playing
and general musical standpoint: great speed; marvelous articulation no matter
how fast the fingers fly; an ear for harmony that feeds ideas to those fingers
at a speed to match; a sense of form that imposes order on all that facility; a
singing tone, and tremendous swing …. [Insert notes to Pat Martino Live, Muse
5026]
Or how about the
impression Pat made on the distinguished Jazz author and critic, Gary Giddins.
“[The late Jazz
trumpeter and bandleader] Red Rodney once described artistic progress like
this: ‘You go along and then all of a sudden, bump, you rise to another
plateau, and you work real hard and then, bump, you rise to another one.’
Pat Martino’s
talent rises to a new plateau regularly and thanks to his prolific recording
career, those bumps have been captured on an imposing series of discs. His
records are not only consistent; they evolve one to the next. …
Perhaps the first
thing one responds to in Pat’s music is commitment. He plays like he means it.
One aspect of his
style consists of multi-noted patterns, plucked with tremendous facility (and
time) over the harmonic contour. The notes are never throwaways; the patterns
take on their own mesmerizing force, serving to advance the pieces as
judiciously as the melodic variations of which Pat is a master. ….
Pat has very
clearly honed his immense technique closely to what he most personally wants to
express. His music is private, but richly communicative; it commands attention
with its integrity – it does not call attention to itself with excessive volume
or gimmicks.
Pat Martino
doesn’t have time to jive, he’s a musician.” [Liner notes to Pat
Martino/Consciousness Muse LP 5039; paragraphing modified]
And Mark Gardner,
the accomplished Jazz author and journalist, was also duly impressed by his
first experience with Pat when he wrote these comments and observations about
he and his music in the liner notes to Pat Martino: Strings! [Prestige
7547]:
“Since Charlie
Christian first plugged in his amplifier and revolutionized jazz guitar in the
late 1930s each subsequent decade has witnessed the emergence of a handful of
new string stylists. Barney Kessel, Jimmy Raney, Billy Bauer, Chuck Wayne and
Oscar Moore were the dominant voices of the 'forties.
And in the
'fifties Tal Farlow really came into his own to be followed by Jim Hall, Kenny
Burrell, Johnny Smith and Wes Montgomery. The 'sixties in turn have produced
Grant Green, Bola Sete, Gabor Szabo, George Benson and now Pat Martino.
To bracket Martino
with the foregoing list of great jazz plectrists warrants some weighty evidence
in his favor. After all he is only twenty-three years old and the enclosed
sides are the first real jazz sides to be released under his leadership. Which
is precisely where the proof of my assertion lies— within this album.
It is quite
plainly demonstrated on all five tracks that Pat Martino has already conceived
a style of his own. To arrive at a personal mode of expression so young
requires more than heavy chops and good taste, it calls for imagination, the
sifting of one's emotional and intellectual resources into an abstract form
with discipline. The guitarist has passed through this inner process of
self-realization which is essential for every artist before he can begin to
create works of lasting importance. Pat is not a 'natural talent' because no
such thing exists. He has had to work and work hard to get where he is.
As alto
saxophonist Sonny Criss remarked recently, 'A lot of people say that Bird was a
born genius. That's wrong. He wasn't born with anything except the ability to
breathe. Unless you really apply yourself nothing's ever going to happen.'
What has happened
to Martino, a young man with an exciting future ahead, is the result of the
sort of application Sonny spoke of.”
Here’s a video
tribute to Pat on which he plays Benny Golson’s Jazz standard, Along Came Betty, accompanied by Eddie
Green on electric piano, Tyrone brown on bass and Sherman Ferguson on drums. If
you haven’t heard Pat play guitar before, perhaps your first impression will
match that of Les Paul, Gary Giddins, Dan Morgenstern, and Mark Gardner. If so, you’d be in very good
company, indeed.
"In retrospect, can you imagine the enormity of Tal’s accomplishment? Here’s someone who played a little hillbilly guitar and had no formal musical training who altered his work schedule as a sign painter so that he could listen to nightly radio broadcasts and transcribe by ear Charlie Christian guitar solos and who, after hearing pianist Art Tatum’s broadcasts, would later buy all the Art Tatum records he could lay his hands on to learn these note-by-note and play them on a guitar?! This latter feat involved a pianist whose solos were so brimming full of ideas and were played so speedily that when other pianists heard him on radio or via records for the first time, these pianists thought that they were listening to two pianists!! The scale of Tal’s achievements boggles the mind, and this from a guitarist who, shy to begin with, later became so embarrassed because he couldn’t read music that the magnitude of what he had achieved was self-effaced to a point that forced him to retire from playing music in public for long periods of time. What a way to treat genius." - The editorial staff at JazzProfiles.
Gary Giddins - "Rhythm-a-ning"
"My intuition tells me that innovation isn't this generation's fate...the neoclassicists have a task no less valuable than innovation: sustenance. [M]usicians such as Marsalis are needed to restore order, replenish melody, revitalize the beat, loot the tradition for whatever works, and expand the audience. That way we'll be all the hungrier for the next incursion of genuine avant-gardists..." (161)
Doug Ramsey of Rifftides on JazzProfiles
"Steve Cerra is the proprietor of the endlessly informative and entertaining JazzProfiles. ... Cerra excels at creating a montage of portraits and constructing them into videos that serve as musical examples of his features."
in New
York City. I heard somebody say once.
Yeah...if you can't make it
in New
York City, man, you can't make
it nowhere.
So where do people come to
scuffle? Right here.
Think you can lick it? Get to the wicket. Buy you a ticket. Go! New
York, N.Y.,
a city so nice. They had to name it twice. It may seem like a cold town,
but man. let me tell you,
it's a soul town.
It ain't a bit hard to find
someone who's lonesome or forlorn here...
But it's like findin' a
needle in a haystack to find somebody who was born here.
New York, N.Y., a somethin'
else town, all right!
East side, west side, uptown,
downtown.
There's one thing all New
York City has and that's Jazz.
A while ago, there were cats
readin' while cats played jazz behind them, but wasn't nothin' happening, so
the musicians cooked right on like they didn't even mind them.
I wrote the shortest jazz
poem ever heard.
Nothin' about lovin' and
kissin'...
One word...LISTEN!!”
- Jon Hendricks, vocalese introduction to Manhattan
With Milt Hinton’s
string bass and Charlie Persip playing brushes on snare drum in the background,
Jon speaks these poem-like lyrics on Manhattan, the opening track of George Russell’s album
New
York,
New
York[Decca DL
9116].
Each time I listen
to Jon’s vocalese, the orchestral arrangement and the individual solos on this
track, I am enthralled anew by the way all of these “moving parts” fit together
so smoothly.
It is a
magnificent piece of Jazz scoring.
Manhattanruns over 10 minutes and George uses the
space well allowing for generous solos by trombonists Bob Brookmeyer and Frank
Rehak, pianist Bill Evans, tenor saxophonist John Coltrane and trumpeter Art
Farmer to be interspersed throughout his consistently swinging arrangement.
George’s chart is
constructed in segments which serve to launch each soloist. The band then drops
out leaving the soloist accompanied only by the Milt Hinton’s walking bass line
for a chorus. The drummer joins in playing double time for the second chorus
with the band returning to provide a background until the next solo is propelled
forward.
Recorded in 1958,
the arrangements on New York, New
Yorkwere the
first extensive showcasing of George system of voicing instruments which he
termed – “The Lydian Concept of Tonal Organization.”
In his Visions
of Jazz: The First Century, Gary Giddins provides the following
background to, and description of, George Russell’s Lydian Concept of Tonal
Organization:
“Cycles and cycles
within cycles are the meat of the matter. One could argue that jazz is a music
based on cyclical motion, a strictly defined chorus, usually twelve or
thirty-two measures, repeated until a musical statement has been made. Cycles
are fomented by radical evolutionary movements, each of which contains the
seeds of its own destruction. One example: during the ferment of jazz activity
in the '40s, when modern jazz, or bebop, was born, the intoxicating harmonic
ingenuity of Charlie Parker and Dizzy Gillespie blinded sympathetic fans from
recognizing the anti-harmonic implications of George Russell's modal composition,
Cubana Be/Cubana Bop written for
Gillespie's orchestra. In a day when Thelonious Monk's clattering minor seconds
and rhythmic displacements were dismissed as the fumblings of a charlatan,
Russell's work was appreciated as something of a sui generis novelty.
Russell codified
the modal approach to harmony (using scales instead of chords) in a theoretical
treatise that he says was inspired by a casual remark the eighteen-year-old Miles
Davis made to him in 1944: “Miles said that he wanted to learn all the changes
and I reasoned that he might try to find the closest scale for every chord.’
His concept, published as the Lydian
Chromatic Concept of Tonal Organization, is based on a perfect cycle of
fifths generated by the Lydian mode, which sounds more complicated than it is.
Russell was exploring relationships between chords and scales that would foster
a fresh approach to harmony. Davis popularized those liberating ideas in
recordings like Kind of Blue, undermining the entire harmonic foundation of
bop that had inspired him and Russell in the first place.” [pp.5-6]
Richard Cook and
Brian Morton explain Russell’s achievement this way in their Penguin
Guide to Jazz on CD, 6th Ed.:
However important
Russell's theories are, they are even now not securely understood. Sometimes
falsely identified with the original Greek Lydian mode, The Lydian Chromatic Concept is not the same at all. In diatonic
terms, it represents the progression F to F on the piano's white keys; it also
confronts the diabolic tritone, the diabolus
in musica, which had haunted Western composers from Bach to Beethoven.
Russell's
conception assimilated modal writing to the extreme chromaticism of modern
music. By converting chords into scales and overlaying one scale on another, it
allowed improvisers to work in the hard-to-define area between non-tonality and
polytonality. Like all great theoreticians, Russell worked analytically rather
than synthetically, basing his ideas on how jazz actually was, not on how it
could be made to conform with traditional principles of Western harmony. Working
from within jazz's often tacit organizational principles, Russell's fundamental
concern was the relationship between formal scoring and improvisation, giving
the first the freedom of the second and, freeing the second from being
literally esoteric, 'outside' some supposed norm. [pp 1282-83].
In his Jazz
Retrospect, Max Harrison offers the following insights into Russell’s
accomplishment:
Simply, he
examined the entire harmonic resources of Western music, saw and systematized
an entirely fresh set of relationships that had always been present within the
traditional framework and which, as it were, only awaited discovery. Far from
being a constricting set of regulations, Russell's precepts made available
resources whose full possibilities, in the composer John Benson Brooks's words,
‘may take as much as a century to work out’. And according to Art Farmer,
trumpeter on many of these discs, the Lydian Concept ‘opens the doors to
countless means of melodic expression.
It also dispels
many of the don'ts and can'ts that, to various degrees, have been imposed on
the improviser through the study of traditional harmony.’ Of course, it is
necessary to remember Schoenberg's words, ‘ideas
can only be honored by one who has some of his own.’ [emphasis, mine]
That is to say
Russell offers no magic formula to transform mediocre soloists into good ones.
But the gifted improviser is not the only one to benefit. These investigations
led Russell to produce music that has strong individuality yet which is very
subtle, that teems with invention but is absolutely consistent stylistically.
And in the sheer variety of his thematic materials he surpasses all Jazz
composers except Duke Ellington. [pp. 58-59; paragraphing modified].
In Jazz
Matters: Reflections on the Music and Some Of Its Makers, Doug Ramsey
offers this essay on George’s work which he originally prepared in 1966 to air
on Jazz Review, a program that Doug
wrote, produced and broadcast on WDSU-FM and WDSU-AM in New Orleans:
“Over the next few
programs we're going to consider the recorded work of George Russell, not only
because his music is interesting, absorbing, listening, but because of his
influence on the development of jazz in the sixties. Russell's impact, I
believe, is more profound and widespread than is generally recognized, even by
many musicians. It may well develop that he is having as great an effect on the
course of jazz as any composer or arranger at work today, as important as that
of such imitated innovators as John Coltrane and Ornette Coleman.
Russell believes
that jazz must develop on its own terms, from within. He believes that to
borrow the concepts of classical music and force jazz into the mold of the
classical tradition results in something perhaps interesting, perhaps Third
Stream music, but not jazz. Faced with this conviction that jazz musicians must
look to jazz for their means of growth, Russell set about creating a framework
within which to work. In 1953 he completed his Lydian Concept of Tonal Organization.
The system is built on what he calls pan-tonality, bypassing the atonal ground
covered by modern classical composers and making great use of chromaticism.
Russell explains that pan-tonality allows the writer and the improviser to retain
the scale-based nature of the folk music in which jazz has its roots, yet have
the freedom of being in a number of tonalities at once. Hence, pan-tonality.
That's a brief and
far from complete summary of Russell's theory, on which he worked for ten
years. It's all in his book, The Lydian Chromatic Concept for Jazz
Improvisation, published by Concept Publishing Company.
Freedom within
restrictions, however broad.
Discipline.
Improvising
Russell's way demands great technical skill. Listening to his recordings, one
is struck by the virtuoso nature of the players. …. All that talk about
concepts and theories and pan-tonality and chromaticism may have led you to
expect something dry and formidable. On the contrary, there's a sense of fun
and airiness in the music. The humor is subtle and, I should add, more evident
after several hearings. …
In 1959 there was
a good deal of thought being given to the directions jazz would take and strong
indications that one important departure would be along the path of freedom.
Russell was an
invaluable guide along that path, providing the player a means of achieving
greater freedom of expression without falling into licentiousness. The means
was his Lydian Concept of Tonal Organization. It gave the improviser a
theoretical base from which to play with fewer harmonic restrictions than in be
bop. Even musicians who have never studied the theory have been influenced by
it because it is a spirit that has moved through the music. In the close
community of jazz musicians, new ideas spread rapidly. So, in a tangible sense,
this was one of the first recordings of the so-called New Thing. It is a good
demonstration of Russell's theory. But, theories aside, it is delightful
music.” [pp. 266-267 and 269].
Particularly
germane to New
York,
New
Yorkis the
following commentary by Burt Korall which served as the liner notes to the
original LP:
“New York, N. Y.... the most fascinating address.
New York, N. Y. is a world unto itself, a world of tumult and
silence, love and hate, towering buildings and tenements, big people and
small... and the gradations between.
New York, N. Y. is
a look up and live town, or a sigh, cry, die town; the big juicy apple that
tempts and magnetizes, nourishes or consumes, but is never forgotten.
New York, N. Y. has a face of concrete that menaces those who have
not found the key to her heart. And she is a woman—fickle, sometimes cold, warm
to those who know her ways. It takes time to know and love her. She is not
easy.
New York, N. Y. is
always on the move; motion is native to her torso, and whether good or bad,
profitable or not, it's there, day and night, like the beat of a tom-tom or a
heart — faster by day, slower by night; pushing, easing time along.
New York, N. Y. has many moods. She broods and all her glitter is
but a well spring for sadness. She is just as frequently happy, even frivolous,
fresh and new, depending on your view.
New York, N. Y. is a blues/dues town. She can take and forsake ...
and without conscience. In no time, her beauty can become unforgivable to
those to whom she yields nothing.
New York, N. Y., a compound of all those that live within her arms,
is liberal and bigoted, probing and disinterested. She is affected, phony, and
unstintingly real. All these things and more ...
She is rich and
poor—Sutton Place and Harlem, Madison Avenue and "The Village", Park
Avenue and "Hell's Kitchen"; Brooklyn, the Bronx and Staten Island,
too; all the boroughs and sections, streets and avenues, in sum, are New York,
N. Y. ... and contribute to her heart, body and soul.
In essence, New
York, N. Y. is people; each one important, each one in need of the other.
* * * *
New York, N. Y. is
filled with the sounds of jazz.
Jazz musicians
come pouring into New York, N. Y. ‘Let's go to the Apple, man, that's where it is,’
they cry, not realizing that the taste of it is reserved for only the equipped.
Many return to their home hamlets disappointed; some, more than a little
changed for being here.
New York, N. Y. is a cruel mistress. Bring her something new and she
is torn between a desire to understand and an inclination to resist change.
‘Prove it!’ she tauntingly says to those who come to her bearing the future in
their hands.
‘New York, N. Y. is a challenge,’ claims composer-arranger
George Russell. ‘Youth comes here to accept the challenge.’
‘I've had a
running love affair with this town since I first saw her as a child,’ he
continued. "I'd rather sink here than swim anywhere else."
Born in Cincinnati, Ohio, on June 23, 1923, Russell's first manifestations of
interest in music occurred in early adolescence. At 15, he was earning his
living as a jazz drummer in a Cincinnati night club. At 17, on scholarship at WilberforceUniversity in Ohio, he was studying music and playing with The Collegians, the college dance/jazz
band.
Shortly after his
twentieth birthday, Russell left school, joined the Benny Carter band on drums,
and came to New York.
‘I got to hear Max
Roach. He was too much,’ Russell explained. ‘Max had it all on drums. I decided
that writing was my field.’
Returning home to Cincinnati determined to learn all he could about
writing, Russell culled as much as he could from jazz writers around town. Proceeding
by the ‘trial and error’ method, the budding writer used the house band at the
old Cotton Club as a laboratory for
his work. The band would play his arrangements and compositions, allowing him
to err and correct, to progress.
Benny Carter was
the first person of significance to take an interest in Russell's writing. In
the course of one of his tours through Ohio, Carter passed through Cincinnati, heard one of Russell's compositions,
liked it. and made a request for an arrangement of it for his band.
‘It took me five
months and a trip to Chicago,’ Russell recalled in an interview with Down Beat Magazine, ‘but
I finally caught the band at a downtown theatre, and they rehearsed it. Benny
was very happy with it, and on top of that he paid me for it.’
On recommendation,
the young writer then wrote for Earl Hines and shows at the Rhumboogie and El Grotto clubs in Chicago.
In 1945, the
height of the modern revolution in jazz, everybody was talking about Parker,
Gillespie, Powell and Monk etc. and 52nd Street, the center of it all. All who
could came to New York to see and hear. Some came to learn.
George Russell
arrived in New York in 1945. He took a room on 48th Street and Sixth Avenue, four blocks from "Swing Street." He met and became closely
associated with many of the key figures creating the upheaval. Miles Davis,
Dizzy Gillespie, Charlie Parker and Max Roach, among others, were frequent
visitors at his lodgings.
‘I began writing
for Dizzy's big band,’ Russell reports. ‘I was learning. Just being on the scene
and listening helped so much.’
Unexpectedly,
illness interfered as the composer-arranger was getting his start with Dizzy's
band, and he entered the hospital. Unfortunate as illnesses are, this one
cannot be considered in a completely negative fashion. During the 16 months
spent in a hospital in the Bronx,
Russell evaluated his position, found himself in need of further education, and
began an intensive research into tonality. This resulted in the coming into
existence of elements of his Lydian
Concept of Tonal Organization, a thesis that would eventually free him,
lend the facility for full expression.
Upon discharge
from the hospital, Russell accepted an invitation to live at the home of Max
Roach. He continued his investigations, staying on nearly a year.
‘While working on
my theory,’ says Russell, ‘I lived all 'round town—East Side, West Side. John
Lewis and I roomed together for a time. He helped me to truly appreciate
traditional classical music.’
Until the Lydian
thesis was completed, Russell composed infrequently, and for short periods, at that.
He would run into problems while working within his concept that had to be
ironed out before he could proceed further. As progression was made toward his
ultimate goal of freedom within his own set of disciplines, he became more and
more the master of his materials.
Today, Russell is
not bothered by composing problems for long; he is able to make any needed
adjustments within his concept. Through extended study of music and himself,
the composer has found his way into the open.
'My Lydian concept
has changed my whole mode of life,’ Russell explained. "It took years, but
I now feel that I function logically. At last, I'm organized and ready. I
realize that music, like life, must have an inner logic. George Endrey, a
scientist friend of mine, taught me how mathematics relates to life and music.
Without him, I would never have understood logic for what it is.’
‘There are many
others to whom I owe a great deal. The Gil Evans composer conclave of 1949-50,
composed of Gil, Gerry Mulligan, John Lewis, John Carisi and myself, opened my
eyes to many things. Gil and John are special friends and have exercised more
than their share of influence upon me. Composers Alban Berg, Bela Bartok, Igor
Stravinsky and Stefan Wolpe are just a few of the others who have helped shape
my thinking.’
Reviewing his
output before completion of the Lydian
Concept of Tonal Organization in 1953, we realize that the composer had a
few fruitful periods. The results are memorable.
In 1947, he penned
Cubano Be and Cubano Bop, a two part composition that successfully combined
modern jazz and Afro-Cuban rhythms, for the Dizzy Gillespie orchestra. Bird In
Igor's Yard came off his writing desk in 1949. It was performed and recorded by
the Buddy DeFranco big band. Ezzthetic
and Odjenar were created for Lee
Konitz around the same time.
‘I was hardly
prolific,’ commented the composer. ‘Four compositions and a few arrangements
for dance bands — Shaw, Thornhill and Charlie Ventura — is not much to show for
six years, but I felt that I had to finish my thesis before I could say what I
wanted to.’
Keeping body and
soul together by working a variety of jobs in New York, N. Y., an ever evolving knowledge of self
and the importance of his work, coated his senses and dulled extraneous
pressures and annoyances.
In 1955, after two
years of experimental writing employing all the facilities of his concept,
Russell felt ready to make a statement. Jack Lewis, a jazz adventurer, provided
the recording circumstance. Reception for the composer's first statement of
policy was tremendously encouraging. Ground, at last, had been broken.
A commission to
write an original composition for the Brandeis Music Festival, which garnered
kudos for its author, followed. Offers to score albums for important jazz
artists began to trickle in. An invitation to teach at the School of Jazz in Lenox, Massachusetts was extended and accepted.
George Russell's
presence on the American musical scene is being felt; the avenues for his
talent, only beginning to present themselves.
* * * *
The extended
musical statement herein is New York, N. Y. as George Russell sees, hears and
feels it. In a sense, it is an expression of this composer's belief in the
city, the city he feels is symbolic of life and culture.
The city is drawn
in terms native to Russell's basic orientation. He is a jazz writer. His
concept was born of jazz and its needs.
It was his
intention to showcase many of the important jazz soloists on the New York scene in this program. He did so, pulling
no punches in his writing, providing an intelligent, functional, dramatic frame
for the soloists. The framework is not arbitrary, but a thematically controlled
entity from beginning to end.
New York, N. Y. is important in that a statement of depth
and scope is made. Never self conscious, though often quite impressionistic, it
is challenging to the senses, yet has the feeling of emotional completeness.
A community
project notable for the love and enthusiasm of all the participants, New
York, N. Y. moves from old jazz territories to new and back again,
breaking the barriers of tonality, presenting the jazz orchestra in a truly
modern, linear sense, yet retains the earthy taste basic to the idiom.
An American
composer, only beginning to tap his resources, is revealed.”
In order to afford
you with an interesting vehicle to watch while listening to Manhattan, the opening track on George
Russell’s New York, New York, with the help of the ace graphics team at
CerraJazz LTD and the production facilities at
StudioCerra, I have created a montage of the cover art from nearly all of the
Jazz LP’s that Decca Records released, primarily in the 1950s.
Although it had
been a major label for Jazz during The Swing Era [circa 1930-1945], Decca was
never a “major player” on the modern Jazz scene in the USA. Therefore, many of the album covers in
the video may be relatively unknown to you.
What little of value or interest it may contain, this blog is my gift to my friends.
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George Wallington Quintet - "In Sallah" [Mose Allison]
"Gracias" by Frank Foster
John Lewis/Grand Encounter - "2 Degrees East, Three Degrees West"
Grant Green - "The Kicker"
Mulgrew Miller - "Comes Sunday"
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A celebration of Jazz in its myriad manifestations.
The contributions
that Orrin Keepnews and Gene Lees have made to Jazz over the past fifty years are immense and go
well beyond anything that can be described in this brief introduction. Orrin’s work in recording and reissuing the
music and Gene’s in writing about it have made the world of Jazz a far richer
place because they devoted so much of their talent and creative genius to it.
Teaming up to
develop and describe this retrospective of Jeri Southern’s early recordings at
Decca is certainly an indication of the respect and admiration that Orrin and
Gene have for this member of the Jazz family, a female vocalist who was not
accorded enough of either in her lifetime.
When the likes of
Orrin Keepnews and Gene Lees have so much praise to offer about the song stylings of Jeri
Southern, the least I can do is to listen to them and to recommend that you do
so as well.
The Very Thought of You: The Decca Years, 1951-1957 [Decca GRP – 671]
“Here is a good
clear look at one of the very best singers to emerge from the Pop/Jazz/Show-tune musical world that flourished in the mid-century years. By now this era can
seem incredibly long ago and far away, but at its strongest it still retains
all of its power to charm us and move us - and to demonstrate that, in the best
of hands, this area of popular music is a true art form.
It has been my
pleasure to work on this project with Kathryn King - a long-time friend with a
solid track record of her own as a record producer, who has the considerable
added incentive of being the daughter of the artist who is heard here in
retrospect. Jeri Southern began her significant recording career with the half-dozen
years at Decca from which this CD is drawn, As we picked our way through an
extensive body of music, finding that our individual lists of preferred songs
were looking remarkably similar, it did seem best to follow chronology in a
general way, but without being excessive about it. As a result, tempo and
instrumentation and the emotional content of these songs have led to a program
that seems to pretty much set is own pace.
I knew Jeri
Southern hardly at all; I only met her after she had ended her singing career.
But I first heard her a long time ago, and have been fascinated over the years
by what I consider to be a striking example of one of the major show-business
paradoxes. This woman, a warm-voiced, sensitive, intelligent interpreter of the wonderful repertoire that a lot of
us insist on capitalizing as The Great American Song Book, had all the
qualities that I associate with two closely allied, important and consistently
undervalued fields: being a jazz singer and being what for want of a better name
is often called a cabaret singer. In Jeri's case this included the helpful fact
that she was an excellent musician [among some attributes that in my view she
shares with Carmen McRae is that she may well have been her own best
accompanist]. But like so many of the best qualified female singers of the
pre-rock days of the Fifties and early Sixties, she was typecast into a ‘pop
vocalist’ category and as a result suffered through deliberate (although
presumably quite well-intentioned) efforts to make her sound like everyone else
and concentrate on the kind of lower-level Tin Pan Alley music that only a
song-plugger or a music publisher could love.
The only two women
I can think of who entirely fought their way through that mess and emerged as
universally acknowledged major artists were obviously very strong, very tough,
and supported by even tougher friends and associates. Ella Fitzgerald, who of
course had Norman Granz as her all-American blocking back; and the totally
indomitable Peggy Lee [who was a good friend of Jeri’s and, I’m inclined to
suspect, would have been her role model if Ms. Southern had by nature been a
more hard-shelled personality]. But that was not the way it worked out for
Jeri; it should realty not be surprising to learn that her relatively early
retreat from the show biz battlefront was basically the result of her being -
to apply a phrase usually used to describe a jazz musician whose work goes
sailing way over the heads of his audience – “too hip for the room.”
Way back when I first
heard this voice, I was in Chicago visiting a World War II army buddy - it
couldn’t have been past the very beginning of the Fifties, maybe earlier. He
and his wife insisted on my listening to the laidback late night disc jockey
who was The Man of the moment, Dave Garroway, soon to become one of the very first of the star night
time (and subsequently early morning) casual television hosts. But all that lay
ahead. What Garroway was doing at that particular time was shouting the praises
of a great young locally-based singer by the name of Jeri Southern.
I became a fan at
first hearing, then admittedly cooled off as her career seemed to be going in
directions that I didn’t care for – you’ll note that we have not included one
of her most popular recordings, a folksong tear-jerker called "Scarlet
Ribbons.” Consequently, it took me much too long to become aware of some
important factors. One was that her voice remained a great instrument, and
another that she was singing a very high percentage of the right kind of songs
- merely note in passing that the
writers represented here include Rodgers and Hart [four times], Cafe Porter
[twice], Jerome Kerr [two more] and Kurt Weill.
It also seems
apparent that she was doing battle energetically and in two ways against the
kind of arrangements that were all too often in deadly vogue in those days. For
one, in a period when a singer’s worth seemed to be measured by the size of the
accompanying orchestra, she nevertheless succeeded fairly often in working on
records in much the same setting as she would appear in clubs: backed only by a
rhythm section, which on five of these numbers is led by guitarist/arranger Dave Barbour [long and closely a collaborator
with Peggy Lee). It’s a formula that at times even allows her to be the piano
player - check out the Southern solos on
Ray Noble's I HADN'T ANYONE ‘TILL YOU and her own I DON T KNOW WHERE TO TURN. And secondly, even
when the writing behind her was lush and potentially overbearing, someone --
perhaps the artist herself, or a properly- motivated manager or other
colleague - often was able to keep the
background writing under control. Or, when necessary, she seems to have been
able simply to overcome it. I refer to my own listening notes on possibly my
personal favorite in this collection, the magnificent Kurt Weill/Ira Gershwin
MY SHIP. It was a specific and private comment, not intended for publication,
but it now strikes me as quiet generally applicable to this compilation, and
indeed as a summation of the artistry of Jeri Southern. “The strings are a
matter of taste I wrote, "but it is
such a great performance of a great song.”
-0rrin
Keepnews
Remembering Jeri – Gene
Lees
"Once upon a time, America was blessed with any number of small
nightclubs that featured excellent singers singing excellent songs, and even
the' big record companies were interested in recording them. Some of the best
of them played piano, ranging from the competent to the excellent, Most of them
were women, and there was a glamour about them, superb singers such as Betty
Bennett, Irene Kral, Ethel Ennis, Marge Dodson, Lurlean Hunter, Audrey Morris,
Shirley Horn, and even regional singers, such as Kiz Harp of Dallas. Many of
them are forgotten now; Shirley Horn alone has enjoyed a resurgence.
They were
sometimes called jazz singers, although they were no such thing, or torch
singers a term I found demeaning, not to mention horrendously inaccurate. Male
singers were with equal condescension from an ignorant lay press called
crooners.
The songs they sang
were drawn from that superb classic repertoire that grew up in the United
States between roughly 1920 and the 1950s, and had any of us been equipped with
foresight, we’d have known that the era was ending, doomed by “How Much is that
Doggie in the Window?” and “Papa Loves Mambo” and “Music Music Music “even
before the rise of Bill Haley and His Comets, Elvis Presley, arid the Rolling
Stones.
Of all these
singers, one of the greatest was Jeri Southern, born Genevieve Lillian Hering
near Royal, Nebraska on August 5, 1926, the baby in a family of two boys and
three girls. Her grandfather had come from Germany in 1868, and in 1879 built a water-powered
mill on Verdigris Creek. His sons and grandsons, including Jeri’s father,
worked there. I am indebted to Jeri’s sister, Helen Meuwissen), for this
information about Jeri’s early life.
“She could play
the piano by ear when she was three, Helen said. She started studying at six. I
don t think she ever quit taking lessons. (I car confirm this Jeri was doing
some formal study of piano to the end of her life.) She went to Notre DameAcademy in Omaha, and always credited the nuns there for
her background. She took voice lessons in Omaha with Harry Cooper. It was her desire to be
a classical singer.”
Jeri also studied
classical piano in Omaha with a much beloved teacher, Karl Tunberg. But her ambitions in
the classical world evaporated one evening when she walked into a nightclub and
heard a pianist playing jazz. She loved this music, and the experience changed
her life. After high school graduation, she moved to Chicago.
She started
playing standards in clubs, and got more experience as a pianist in local Chicago big bands. Eventually, as her reputation
grew, she was advised that she could make more money if she would sing, a
standard casting for women pianists in those days: women were not supposed to
be instrumentalists, they were supposed to sing, or, just maybe, play the harp.
So she did start to sing, and accompanied herself at the piano. She abandoned
her trained operatic voice and began singing in her speaking voice, which had a
smoky sound, with a very soft enunciation and a haunting intimacy. And her
career took off.
Her greatest
popularity was in the 1950s. The first of her records I heard was YOU BETTER GO
NOW, the oldest track on this CD. I was blown
away by it: the simplicity, the exquisite lack of affectation or mannerism. She
recorded it for Decca in late 1951, just after she turned 25. She then turned
out a series of superb performances for Decca, through to the Rodgers and Hart
gems she recorded November 26, 1957: YOU'RE NEARER and NOBODY’S HEART. I met
Jeri probably two years later, in 1959. She eventually left Decca and went on
to record for other labels.
Unlike many
performers, her stage career represented a great struggle for Jeri. First, she
was extremely shy. I remember her telling me during our Chicago friendship that the first time she arrived
at a nightclub and saw her name on the marquee, it terrified her. She deeply
felt the responsibility of drawing and pleasing an audience – she was
intimidated by the look of expectation in their eyes.
There are
performers who passionately crave the audience. They will climb over
footlights, climb over the tables, do anything to claim the audience’s attention
and, I suppose, love – or the illusion of love. Jeri wasn’t like that. She
simply loved the music. The music was everything, She was almost too much a
musician, and certainty a perfectionist. Her philosophy of performing was the
diametrical opposite of Carmen McRae's, who not only wouldn't do a song the
same way twice, but probably couldn’t remember how she did it the last time.
Jeri worked on interpretation until she got it ‘right,' which is to say the way
she wanted it. She would then stick with her chosen interpretation. She was
also disinterested in scat singing. I have noticed an interesting thing about
those with the harmonic and instrumental skills to scat-sing - they often don’t
and won’t do it. Nat Cole was a classic example of this fidelity to the
original melody; so was Jeri.
As her reputation
grew, her handlers – the managers, agents, publicists, record company
executives - set out to make her into a pop star. Certainty with her Germanic
beauty, she had the basic material for it. They dressed her in fancy
gowns. They took her away from her
beloved piano and stood her in front of a microphone with some else to play for
her. Nothing could have been more diabolically designed to send her fleeing
from the spotlight. And so, like Jo
Stafford [and for the record, Greta Garbo, Doris Day, and others], she simply
quit. She walked away from the business and the discomfort it brought her.
But the
musicianship was always there, and she took to teaching. She wrote a textbook, Interpreting
Popular Music at the Keyboard. She enjoyed composing, and over the years
wrote pop songs with various partners [one of which, I Don’t Know Where to Turn is included here], and even ventured
into other genres like orchestrating film scores and writing classical songs.
I used to drop by
to visit her every once in a white at her apartment in Hollywood. Illustrating some point in a discussion
of this song or that, she would go to the piano and play and sing for me. She
simply got better throughout her life, and during these occasional private
performances, I could only shake my head and think what the world was missing.
Her piano playing in those last years was remarkable. It had grown richer
harmonically, and the tone had evolved into a dark golden sound.
She was working on
a book of piano arrangements of songs by her friend Peggy Lee, also a friend of
mine. One sunny afternoon a few years age, I telephoned Peggy. How re you
doing? I began.
‘I’m very sad,’
she said. ‘Jeri Southern died this morning.’
As I learned later,
she succumbed to double pneumonia. The date was August 4, 1991. The next day, August 5, she would have
turned sixty-five.
Once she told me
that during those Chicago years, she considered me her closest friend in the world. It is an
honor I will not forget. I truly loved Jeri, not only the singer but the person
inside who through music so diffidently allowed us glimpses into her
all-too-sensitive soul.”
-Gene Lees
Jeri Southern at
Home
"Jeri Southern was
essentially an intensely private person whose talent for music thrust her into
a public career. Since Gene Lees and Orrin Keepnews have done such a fine job of describing my
mother's public life, I thought it would be of interest to her still devoted
audience to learn something of her private life. as I knew it.
My mothers life
was unusual in a number of respects, not the least of which was the fact that a
great deal happened to her at a very early age. She started performing as a
pianist while still in her teens, moved from Nebraska to Chicago, developed a
following there, married, signed a record deal, had a baby, and had her first
great commercial success as a recording artist, all by the time she was 25. At
36 she retired from her public career. For the next 30 years her time was as
much taken up with music as it had been before, but as a teacher, a writer and
a composer - she never went back to performing.
Shortly after
recording YOU BETTER GO NOW, my mother moved from Chicago to Los Angeles, where she lived for the rest of her life.
Taking the title of one of the songs she recorded perhaps a little too closely
to heart ( Married I Can Always Get"), she married four times; three of
her husbands were musicians, one a radio der5onatity. My earliest memories are
from the house we had in Malibu, a wonderful place right on the water,
where she and I would take daily "walks' with our hyperactive Irish
Setter. The intellectual pursuits, the preoccupation, the pleasures my mother
enjoyed at the Malibu house were the ones she carried with her throughout her Life – she
loved reading, exploring the whole dimension of the mind, summoning the
restorative powers of the sun, and most of all, playing the piano.
She always
practiced classical pieces, although she never performed them. Some of her
favorite things to play were Beethoven sonatas, Grieg’s HolbergSuite, Debussy’s Images, and in later years the Brahms Intermezzi. She would also compose and improvise
at the piano. Because she suffered from what could only be described as a
crippling case of performance anxiety, she hated to be observed while she
played, and only really enjoyed herself when she thought that no one was
listening. So it was that I got in the habit of sneaking
She had the most
exquisite command of harmony, so that
when she played a tune, she would basically use it as a launching pad for an
extended improvisation which often went very far afield harmonically. Sometimes, as I sat surreptitiously
listening to these explorations of hers, I would be certain she could never
figure out how to get back to the
original key of the piece, but she
always did, and in the most spectacular way, with subtle and elegant voice
leading and chord progressions that were simply stunning. For a period of years
she also studied guitar with a fuzzy-voiced Italian whose greatest contribution
to our lives, notwithstanding the guitar lessons was probably the killer
spaghetti sauce recipe she induced him, after much cajoling, to surrender.
When she was at
home she spent a lot of time reading. She was fascinated by the work of Carl
Jung, whose ideas became an essential part of her world view. She was also very
taken with Gurdjieff, and even got interested in numerology toward the end of
her life. She found it exciting to contemplate both the innumerable possibilities
of inner space, so to speak, and the complexities of the physical world.
Another pursuit of
her life at home was listening to the work of other singers. Her perfectionism
made her a tough audience, but there were a few to whom she would return again
and again. As one can immediately discern from listening to her recordings, she
felt that the most important criterion for a great singer was a reverence for
and communication of the lyric. She was not swayed by technical brilliance; the
only singer with astonishing vocal technique whose work she enjoyed was Mel
Torme, and that was because he delivers a lyric so well. She also loved Frank
Sinatra, Nat Cole, Tony Bennett, Peggy Lee, Lucy Reed, Jackie & Roy, and the Hi-Los.
Music was really
the playing field for her entire life. And with a few important exceptions, all
of her most important relationships were with musicians, with whom she could
share her opinions, her discoveries, her delights. Though she lived in Hollywood most of her adult life, she was not involved
in that world. To say that she was reticent socially would be a mammoth
understatement.
She hated parties
and social gatherings, and had the same small circle of friends the day she
died that she’d had for decades before. But for those of us who were privileged
to be close to her, she had that rarest of gifts - acceptance. She was a
loving, supportive, non-judgmental friend and mother. She loved her family and,
in an important part of her mind and heart, she never really left Nebraska.
I still miss her
so much, but it fulfills the dream of a Lifetime to be able to put this package together, to remind the world of what a wonderful singer she was."
- Kathryn King
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Remembering Gene Lees: 1928-2010
"In the past few years, I have been only too aware that primary sources of jazz history, and popular-music history, are being lost to us. The great masters, the men who were there, are slowly leaving us. I do not know who said, "Whenever anyone dies, a library burns." But it is true: almost anyone's experience is worth recording, even that of the most "ordinary" person. For the great unknown terrain of human history is not what the kings and famous men did — for much, though by no means all, of this was recorded, no matter how imperfectly — but how the "common" people lived. When Leonard Feather first came to the United States from England in the late 1930s, he was able to know most of his musical heroes, including Louis Armstrong and Jelly Roll Morton. By the end of the 1940s, Leonard knew everybody of significance in jazz from the founding figures to the young iconoclasts. And when I became actively involved in the jazz world in 1959, as editor of Down Beat, most of them were still there. I met most of them, and became friends with many, especially the young Turks more or less of my own age. I have lived to see them grow old (and sometimes not grow old), and die, their voices stilled forever. And so, in recent years, I have felt impelled to do what I can to get their memories down before they are lost, leading me to write what I think of as mini-biographies of these people. This has been the central task of the Jazzletter."
What Heaven Looks Like to a Drummer
"Jazz is only what you are." - Pops
Here at JazzProfiles, we make every effort to memorialize or honor those who have given us pleasure in the music and those whose writings have taught us more about it
Alain Gerber - "Portraits En Jazz"
"En Jazz comme alleurs, le plus difficile ne se distingue pas du plus simple: c'est de jouer comme on respite." "With Jazz as with anything else, the most difficult and the easiest are one and the same; the whole thing is to play as your breath." [translation by F. Le Guilloux]
A Note of Appreciation
"I am always amazed by the fact that intelligent people with better things to do offer me their time and expertise." Martin Cruz Smith, Three Stations, p. 243.
The editorial staff at JazzProfiles echoes this sentiment and wishes to express its gratitude to all those who assist with and contribute to its efforts in hosting this blog.
Something To Think About
"Writers about jazz are often notable for an ill-concealed jealousy and a sullen conviction that they alone know anything about the subject, that it is or should be their exclusive domain." - Gene Lees
The Drums in Jazz
"The basis of Jazz has always been rhythmic. The development of jazz and its innovation from the early days of ragtime at the turn of the century to the many highly sophisticated, exciting and challenging styles of jazz that can be heard today, has always derived from that basis. In the European concert tradition, the drums serve as a noise-making device, aiming to create additional intensity or dramatic fortissimo effects. They do not effect the continuity of the music and could even be left out without creating the breakdown of a Beethoven or a Tchaikovsky symphony. In Jazz the drumbeat is the ordering principal which creates the space within which the music happens. The beat of a swinging drummer forms the basis of the musical continuity of a jazz performance." - Introduction to the Properbox set - THE ENGINE ROOM: A History of Jazz Drumming from Storyville to 52nd Street."
The Piano in Jazz
"At the turn of the century-before the age of radio, television, high-fidelity recording, and computerized video games-the piano was one of the focal points of American family life in the home. The image of Mother seated at the keyboard with the children gathered around her and Father in his pinstriped shirt and suspenders looking on proudly epitomized the American dream. White American families purchased moderately priced "uprights" at the rate of nearly 250,000 per year. In black family life the piano was one of the first major purchases made by those who could afford it. Although they were less likely than white families to own instruments, blacks frequently heard piano music in churches, which were the center of community life, or in the urban "tonks" and "juke" houses (the ancestors of the jukebox). Indeed, black pianists were largely responsible for the instrument's acceptance as "part of the family." The music they played and composed during the late 1890's, eventually known as ragtime, was a major source of the piano's popularity in the two decades that followed."
Noal Cohen - Jazz Historian and Discographer
Noal is the owner-operator of one of the best Jazz discographies out there and he's recently made some changes and additions to his website which you can checkout directly by clicking on the photo of him.
"The hardest thing about this music is getting it from the head into the hands."
"The thing you need most to play this music is concentration." - Bud Shank
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Jazz Improvisation
“In a way, the entire act of music is mind put into sound. It has to go through some sort of physical medium in order to be heard. I chose the saxophone, but the whole issue is to have such control over the instrument and over what you hear that the instrument physically doesn't get in the way of visualizing sound. Technique to me means dealing with an instrument in the most efficient manner possible so that it's no more than peripheral to expression." – Ralph Bowen
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Typographical Mistakes [aka "typos"]
I could claim that like the age-old Chinese newspaper trick, I include typos intentionally so that you will read more closely to find them.
The fact is that I edit the entire site myself and the years are rolling by.
Please excuse any mistakes that you find on the blog and just let me know about them so that they can be corrected.
I'd appreciate it.
The "Editorial Staff" at JazzProfiles
Victor Feldman with Louis Hayes and Sam Jones
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I started playing drums when I was 14 years old and was largely self-taught until I began taking lessons from Victor Feldman and Larry Bunker during my last year in high school. Through their connections, I ultimately found work in movie and TV soundtrack recording, doing jingles and commercials and subbing for both of them at jazz gigs in the greater L.A. area. I was a member of a quintet that won the 1962 Intercollegiate Jazz Festival held at The Lighthouse Cafe. Everyone in the group was also voted "best" on their instrument. Performed with the Ray and Leroy Anthony Big Bands and the Les and Larry Elgart Orchestras. I also worked with Anita O'Day at Ye Little Club in Beverly Hills, CA, with Juliet Prowse on a number of occasions in Las Vegas and with Frank Zappa on his 1963 film score for "The World's Greatest Sinner" which starred cult actor and director Timothy Carey.