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Roy Harte and Drum City: “Drummers are a lot like hockey goalies ….”

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© -Steven Cerra. Copyright protected; all rights reserved.


I know I spend a lot of time talking about Jazz drummers on the blog.

But sometimes it can’t be helped especially when a recent conversation with a friend rekindled my memories about Roy Harte, one of the nicest Jazz drummers ever, and someone who did a ton for drummers of all musical persuasions.

Roy was the owner-operator of DrumCity, which was located on Santa Monica Blvd. in Hollywood, CA, and he along with bassist Harry Babasin founded Nocturne Records in the mid-1950s.

Fresh Sound Records has made available a 3 CD retrospective of the label in a boxed set entitled The Complete Nocturne Recordings: Jazz in Hollywood Series. [A separate posting on this set will follow this feature.]

Bob Yaeger and Chuck Molinnari opened the Professional Drum Shop across from the Musicians Union on Vine Street in Hollywood,CA in 1959 where it still stands. I shopped there often. Bob and Chuck are great guys.

But as long as Roy's DrumCity was around [on Santa Monica Blvd; around the corner from the Pro Drum Shop], I just had to go visit with Roy, too.

Because if you were a drummer, DrumCity, like the family home, was the place where they had to take you in.

For drummers, knowing Roy Harte was like having another father in your life.

Like he used to say: "Drummers are like hockey goalies; nobody knows how to talk to them except another drummer."


First Anecdote:

I went to high school in Burbank, CA in the late 1950s. At the time, there were a number of fine young drummers in the general area including Harry Smallenberg at Burbank High, Mike Romero at Pasadena and some guy named Bill Goodwin, who went to North Hollywood High and whom I'd never met.

Each year, Roy Harte would sponsor a competition for young drummers that involved our best effort at writing and then playing a 32-bar Jazz drum solo.

The ability to write the solo so that other drummers could read it and play it was a much a part of the competition as playing the solo itself.

You also had to use as many of the standard 26 drum rudiments as possible, but you could only use the snare drum when playing the solo.

One last requirement was that the solo had to be repeated at a slow, then a medium and then at the fastest tempo at which you could play it.

Entry forms which consisted of contact information and a blank sheet of music notation paper where available at DrumCity and had to be returned to Roy about a month before the competition.

The great day comes and a horde of drummers descends on DrumCity 

I entered it twice and I always had the feeling that Roy picked anyone of us who could actually write a 32-bar drum part to play their solo in the competition. I was not among the finalists, but one of those selected was none other than Bill Goodwin.

Well, Bill sat down at the snare drum, tighten the drum head to within a millimeter of splitting it in two and then proceeded to play a 32 bar solo that blew us all away.

The solo was so musical and just cooked like mad. 

From that moment on, I certainly knew who Bill Goodwin was  

During the playing of Bill's solo, Roy was standing off to the side grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Everyone in the room knew we had just heard the birth of a great drummer, but you could tell just by looking at him that Roy was already taking ownership of the bragging rights to Bill!


Second Anecdote:

I studied drums for a few years with Larry Bunker who lived in the Los Feliz area of the Hollywood Hills.

During one of my hour-long-trips into humility, Larry said: "You need some different drum sticks; let's go over to Roy’s."

We were at DrumCity in less than 10 minutes.

As we're walking in, Larry sees a bunch of drummers milling around the glass case where Roy stored the drum sticks and says to me: "Watch this; most of those guys don't know the difference between a paradiddle and a seven stroke roll [didn't I mention that Larry could be a little abrasive?].

Roy kept the drumstick on a shelf just below the top of an enclosed, glass display case.

In those days, the making of drum sticks hadn't progressed much further than a cottage industry so many of the sticks were poorly formed if not downright warped [think of the pool cue that Inspector Clouseau uses in The Pink Panther - that's how bad many of them were].

Roy, who was behind the display case, would reach down to the shelf and bring out a fistful of the model you requested and then the fun began as you started rolling the sticks along the top of the glass case until you found a pair that were in fairly good shape.

It took Larry a few minutes to find a pair he liked.

At the end of the display case, Roy always kept a rubber practice pad which you could use to try out the sticks without hitting on the heads of the new drum kits that he had displayed around the store.

Next to the practice pad was a book with a slew of drum exercises based on the standard 26 drum rudiments which you could read through while trying out the sticks.

Larry is laying down all sorts of great drumming stuff when all of a sudden, Stan Levey, who [with his back turned toward us] had been among the group of drummers standing by Roy when we walked into DrumCity, says: "Hey let me try those sticks." Larry pushes the pad and the exercise book toward Stan while handing him the sticks.

Stan, who is all of 6’2” and 220 pounds, says: "Nah, I don't want to read that crap." He then goes over to a brand new set of Ludwig drums in the middle of the store and plays a gorgeous series of bebop drumming licks all over the drum kit.

When he's through, Stan gets up turns to Roy and says: "I like these sticks, put 'em on my tab, Roy," and walks out of the store.

After he leaves, Roy looks at Larry and me and says: "What am I going to do, say 'No?'"


Third Anecdote:

For years, I was a first call drummer with Rudy Friml Jr., a music contractor who had a lot of gigs for TV series, TV commercials and radio jingles.

One day Rudy calls and says I need to bring a triangle to a recording date involving a TV commercial for a cigarette company.

It's a rush deal, so I'm over to Roy's Drum City on Santa Monica before heading to the RCA recording studios on Sunset Blvd where the session is taking place.

"Roy, you got a triangle in the shop? I need it for a commercial gig."

"Sure, here you go."

So he hands me the triangle and I'm just about out the store when he asks: "Do you even know how to play one?"

I replied: "Of course, why do you ask?"

He said: "Well, for starters, you took the triangle, but you left the holder and the wand [beater] behind!"

After a quick course in how to properly hold and play the instrument, both open and closed, and a lecture on whether the true pitch of a triangle is a G or an A-Flat or did I know that the class of instruments that the triangle belongs to is called an "idiophone" or did I realize that when struck properly the sound this bent metal triangle makes could rise about an entire symphony orchestra, I was dutifully allowed to leave and "Go attend your recording session."

When I brought the triangle back to DrumCity the following day, Roy wouldn't allow me to pay him for the use of it.

He said: "Maybe you can play a solo on it for me the next time."



The Complete Nocturne Recordings Jazz in Hollywood Series

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© -Steven Cerra, copyright protected; all rights reserved.


According to Jordi Pujol, the owner-operator of Fresh Sound Records, who bought the catalogues of many smaller record companies that specialized in West Coast Jazz from approximately 1945-1965, The Complete Nocturne Recordings Jazz in Hollywood Series “... began  in 1986, during the vinyl era, with the collaboration of Harry Babasin and later Roy Harte when Harry passed away in 1988 (the two founders of the Nocturne label). It was originally conceived to be released as a large boxed-set with 10" LP records, plus unreleased sessions and rehearsals dates with a comprehensive illustrated booklet about the history of the label. It was a very exciting project but a complicated one, due in fact to the time limitation of the 10" LPs - so the problem was, how or where to include the unissued tracks, or the longer sessions that were already produced for issue as 12" LPs, the new format in 1955.


Early in 1991, when all the budgets for the project had been approved and everything was ready to go (films for the jackets and record labels, plus the LP compilations), this primary idea unfortunately turned out to be an impossible dream. The CD was by then already consolidated in the record market, and our distributors and regular store customers did not wish to stock any more LPs, it being presumed that the end of the LP vinyl had arrived. However, it was a project for the genuine jazz collector and we were still determined to do it, but after hearing some different and disappointing opinions about a possible immediate release, we realized it was not the right moment, it was too late to reach the market, so the Nocturne collection remained on stand-by.


Time passed but not the idea, which, after various frustrating attempts to return to the initial project never came to a definitive fruition. But with the continued encouragement of Roy Harte and some musicians involved, who, from the beginning, had supported and collaborated in the project, there now appears the first 3 CD-set of this collection of sessions produced in Hollywood between 1954 and 1955 by the bassist and cellist Harry Babasin.


Looking back to those years, the label is historically important, because those recordings signified a point of departure and exposure for several young and talented musicians who were very active in the Hollywood jazz scene.

Some of the recorded sessions had remained unreleased after Nocturne folded in 1955, and this collection compiles not only the released Nocturne 10" records but also the remaining recordings, unissued masters and rehearsals by groups planned to be featured in future albums, but which never came to fruition.


The booklet of this volume one includes a comprehensive discography of each Nocturne session included on the present 3 CD-set. There is an introduction written by Harry Babasin himself, plus liner notes written especially by the musicians involved, such as Herbie Harper, Bud Shank, Shorty Rogers, Jimmy Rowles, Marty Paich and Bob Enevoldsen. We have also reproduced the original art covers, advertising, reviews and many previously unedited photographs taken at the sessions by Dave Pell and Tom Heffernan.


Unfortunately Harry Babasin, as well some great musicians and friends, such as Shorty Rogers, Jimmy Rowles, Marty Paich, is no longer with us. This collection is especially dedicated to them and all the others that made Nocturne Records possible.”


It’s interesting to look back at Jordi’s comments regarding vinyl from today’s perspective as twenty years later in 2015, vinyl LP’s and EP’s are back in vogue again.


Boutique labels such as Nocturne Records were the nearest thing to today’s self-produced recordings. Bassist and cellist Harry Babasin provides the context in which the label came into existence.


“In the late 1940's, with the limitations and privations of World War II in the past, we Americans commenced the resumption of our pre-War lives in the pursuit of our interrupted careers and back to our recreational activities. The music-playing business was much like before with the promoters, with ballrooms, theatres and the like, eager to present the Big Bands - Goodman's, the Dorseys', Basie's - to a public equally eager to return to those diversions of their pre-War memory. While it was a marvellous period that gave the world perhaps the finest big-band music ever, there were undercurrents of change at work which were to end that particular activity for ever.


By the 1950's, the rising standard of living, spurred on by a generally strong economy, the increasing availability of durable goods - cars, refrigerators, etc., and an advancing technology which was putting televisions and high-fidelity sound systems in the hands of virtually all, were dramatically affecting day-to-day life. Residences became comfortable centers of amusement and diversion.


The old attractions, the ballrooms, the theatres, could no longer lure a large public away from the comfort of their own places where they were now able to see the top entertainers, bringing about a drastic change in the field of live entertainment.


To those of us who derived our livelihood from making music in entertainment, the changes were almost total. "Big Bands" as we knew them, became virtually non-existent - even Count Basie spent much of the period leading "The Kansas City Seven". We played for radio, for television, for movies, in small nightclubs - and recording. It is in recording, with its development of high fidelity and stereo long-playing formats that we found the ideal forum for the representation of jazz music. The remarkable compatibility of music and medium set off a tremendous output of jazz record releases with perhaps the greatest proliferation of jazz artists of any period of our history.


Into this group Nocturne Records introduced Herbie Harper, Bob Gordon, Bud Shank, Marty Paich, Jimmy Rowles, Howard Roberts, Bob Enevoldsen, Lou Levy, Larry Bunker, Virgil Gonsalves, Buddy Wise, and...Steve White.


Although perhaps a shadowy figure in the general memory of the period, saxophonist Steve White was prominent in the jazz scene of the late 40s and throughout the 50s. His remarkable ability to combine all styles of jazz made him familiar in all milieux - the traditional Hangover or Astor's, the bebop Billy Berg's or Streets of Paris, the swing La Madelon or Friar's, the progressive Lighthouse or Zardi's. - Harry Babasin, 1987”


In June 1952, and in Harte's own words: "I had just opened up a drum shop-studio with my drummer friend Remo Belli as partner, on 6124 Santa Monica Blvd, which was the original site of Drum City.


Roy Harte recollected that "there was a big warehouse at the back of Drum City's extensive property. In summer 1952, with Dick Bock we set aside a room for Pacific Jazz. Early in '53 an office was allocated to Charles Emge, the West Coast editor of Down Beat, and a year later Nocturne Records also shared the same address. At that time 6124 Santa Monica Blvd was a real hive of activity, and later also included our own music publishing company, Har-Bock."


In January 1954, Harte decided to begin a series of new recordings, with his friend bassist Harry Babasin as partner and musical director. These were to be called "Jazz in Hollywood" and would appear on a new label, Nocturne Records. The intention was to record local musicians to give further credence to the existence of a "new Hollywood jazz school". According to Harry Babasin's own words to Hal Holly (Down Beat, May 19, 1954): "There is very definitely a recognizable new school of jazz that has gradually come into existence here during the past couple of years. It stems from the fact that so many authentic jazz musicians with solid musical backgrounds and training are established here more or less permanently. We don't move around as much as musicians in other parts of the country.”


Nocturne entered the jazz field by recording a quintet headed up by trombone player Herbie Harper, which also introduced the baritone saxophonist Bob Gordon. At that time Harper used to play club dates together with his friend Bob Gordon in a quintet led by drummer George Redman. (Harper was then currently working with the Henry Zimmerman Orchestra on the Dinah Shore T.V. show.) Both played the gigs because Redman gave the soloists plenty of blowing space. Mauri Dell was the pianist and Vivien Garry the fem bass player and singer (who also happened to be the wife of Jimmy Giuffre). The group played the club circuit, which included La Madelon Cafe, The Stadium Club as well as the regular Monday nights at the Celebrity Room.


For the recording date, Herbie Harper and Bob Gordon were backed by a house rhythm section made up of pianist Jimmy Rowles, Harry Babasin and Roy Harte. The session took place at the Gold Star Studios on the 27th of February, and Harte's friend Stan Ross was the recording engineer. As Harper remembered it: "No special arrangements were made for that session, and the music came out as a natural consequence of our many shared experiences playing together with George Redman." This first recording appeared in April on a 10-inch LP (Nocturne NLP-1) and received a very favourable critical review (four stars) in Down Beat magazine.


This was the beginning of Nocturne Records, but it would be a short-lived one as Nocturne recorded it last date featuring the Jimmy Rowles trio with Red Mitchell on bass and Art Mardigan on drums on December 13, 1954. The label was only in existence for about one year and issued just nine [9] LP’s, but for many budding West Coast Jazz musicians, it was fun while it lasted.


The following video features the It Might As Well Be Spring Track from the Virgil Gonsalves Sextet Nocturne Recording [NLP-8] with Bob Enevoldsen [vtb], Buddy Wise [ts], Virgil Gonsalves [bs], Lou Levy [p], Harry Babasin [b], Larry Bunker [d]. September 29, 1954.

Frank Isola - "Le Scrupuleux": The Gordon Jack Essay

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© -  Steven A. Cerra, copyright protected; all rights reserved.




“Efficient, flexible and energetic, Frank’s playing emphasizes rhythmic stability and employs phrasing similar to that of Kenny Clarke and other, early bop drummers.” 
- Georges Paczynski


In his comprehensive Une Histoire de la Batterie de Jazz, Georges Paczynski refers to drummer Frank Isola as Le Scrupuleux - The Scrupulous One.


Mr. Paczynski goes on to explain that this reference is intended to characterize Isola as a drummer who is diligent, thorough and extremely attentive to details. Elsewhere in his brief treatment of Frank, he describes his approach to drumming as “careful,” “meticulous,” “rigorous,” “particular” and “strict.”


Having been in attendance at the June 1954 concert at the Salle Pleyel with Gerry Mulligan’s Quartet featuring Bob Brookmeyer on valve trombone and Red Mitchell on bass, Mr. Paczynski’s observes of Frank’s role as the drummer in Jeru’s quartet:


“Frank knows he was preceded by two remarkable drummers: Chico Hamilton and Larry Bunker. It is never easy to succeed talented artists.”


He goes on to say that “ … when Frank trades four-bar breaks with Mulligan and Brookmeyer, that what he plays displays the paradox of a style of drumming based on the influence of Gene Krupa, but one that is played in a very modern, musical context.”


It is a very astute observation because Krupa himself was never comfortable in the more subdued drumming environment of modern Jazz where showmanship had to give way to making musical statements.


Ultimately, what Mr. Paczynski is implying involves a question of Frank Isola building on strengths - the punctilious attention to the details of time-keeping - while offsetting a “weakness” by keeping the flashy elements of Swing era drumming to a minimum during his soloing; a soloing that rarely involved extended choruses.


Frank Isola’s unobtrusive drumming always kept the focus on developing a hard-driving sense of swing in the music. He was the perfect example of the Drummer as The Engine Room of a Jazz combo [of any era].


And given the complexities of keeping an engine humming, perhaps it’s a very good thing, indeed, to pay scrupulous attention to the details?


Thanks to Gordon Jack, Frank Isola’s talents did not go unrecognized beyond their brief “moment in the sun” in the 1950’s as he has immortalized them in the following chapter from his singular work - Fifties Jazz Talk: An Oral Retrospective.


Gordon’s essay on Frank Isola first appeared in the December 1993 edition of JazzJournal. You can locate more information aboutthe magazine by going here.


© -  Gordon Jack/JazzJournal; copyright protected, all rights reserved., used with permission.


“For a time during the early and middle fifties, Frank Isola's subtly understated approach to the drums was very much in demand from a variety of high-profile leaders. He worked and recorded with Stan Getz off and on from 1952 to 1957 and spent the whole of 1954 with Gerry Mulligan, which included a visit to the Paris Jazz Fair in June of that year. He played with Bob Brookmeyer and John Williams and appeared on Mose Allison's famous Back Country Suite in 1957, but after that it seemed as though Frank disappeared from the jazz scene entirely. It wasn't until 1992 that I was able to find out what had happened to him, when his good friend pianist John Williams was staying at the Hilton Hotel in London. John told me that although he had worked with Max Roach, Kenny Clarke, Mel Lewis, and Gus Johnson, Frank Isola was his favorite drummer. Over the course of the next two years, as a result of several long, long-distance telephone calls to Frank and numerous letters from John, I was able to find out more about Frank's career in the fifties, a period that could be called jazz music's last golden age.


Frank Isola, who was the youngest of seven children, was born on February 20, 1925, in Detroit. He was eleven years old when he was taken to the Fox Theater to see Gene Krupa play with Benny Goodman. After the show, he went home and told his parents that he wanted to be a drummer. Mr. and Mrs. Isola had both immigrated from Italy, and his father certainly preferred opera to American popular music, but they were obviously understanding people because, quite soon, Frank was catching the trolley car every Saturday for his drum lesson in the old Wurlitzer Building in downtown Detroit.


He played in his high school band, and his first success occurred in 1942, when he won the Detroit section of a national Gene Krupa contest. Many of the major cities in the United States had a competition to send the best young drummer to the final, which was held in New York, and one of the tasks was to play along to Krupa's famous recording of "Drum Boogie." Unfortunately, the thrill of winning was swiftly followed by the disappointment of disqualification on a technicality. Frank had joined the union just before taking part, which was enough for the judges to decide that he was a professional and therefore ineligible. The runner-up was sent to New York, where the national contest was won by a youngster called Louie Bellson.


During World War II, Frank served in the Army Air Force as a musician, doing his basic training with Louie Bellson, with whom he formed a lifelong friendship. He was stationed initially at Columbus, Georgia, transferring later to Fort Wayne, Indiana, and on discharge in February 1946 he traveled to California. With the help of the G.I. Bill, he enrolled at the Los Angeles Conservatory, but after two semesters transferred to the more modern music college at Westlake, where Dick Kenny and Conrad Gozzo were fellow students. In January 1947 he took time off to go home to Detroit to marry his high school sweetheart, Pat Sheahan. Later that year, having now left college, he went on the road with the Earle Spencer big band touring the West, and it was during an engagement in Kansas City with the band that Frank first met the nineteen-year-old Bob Brookmeyer. Big bands were finding it hard to survive in the late 1940s, and faced with limited bookings, Spencer disbanded after a gig in Dallas.


By 1948, after an invitation from Dick Kenny, Frank had joined Johnny Bothwell's big band, which had John Williams on piano. Many other fine jazzmen played with Bothwell in the forties, and Don Lanphere, Jimmy Knepper, Allen Eager, Teddy Kotick, and Joe Maini were all with the band at various times. The leader had played alto with Gene Krupa, Tommy Dorsey, Woody Herman, and Boyd Raeburn, but unfortunately his band didn't fare any better than Earle Spencer's. Business became so bad that, towards the end of 1948, Frank, Joe Maini, and John Williams left the band in Ohio and drove to New York, determined to secure a change of fortune.


It is difficult to put all of Frank's activities into strict chronological order in the years from 1949 to 1952, when he first played with Stan Getz, but there are some events that can be determined with accuracy during this period. In January 1949, along with Don Lanphere, John Williams, and Teddy Kotick, he accompanied Babs Gonzales in an audition for Capitol Records. The audition was successful, because Babs got his contract, but a different instrumental group was used when the singer came to record. Don Lanphere told writer Alun Morgan that, at about the same time, he recorded several unreleased octet sides, possibly for a company called Motif, with, among others, Tony Fruscella, Milt Gold, Herb and Lorraine Geller, and Frank Isola. In June 1950 Frank was recorded at a private session with Charlie Parker, and on March 19, 1952, he made his first studio recording with Eddie Bert on the trombonist's debut as a leader.


The story behind the Parker recording is quite fascinating. It took place at an apartment rented by Joe Maini, Jimmy Knepper, and a tenor player named Gerson Yowell. Regular jam sessions took place there, and the list of musicians who attended reads like a "who's who" of the new music. Charlie Parker, Herb Geller, Gene Quill, Joe Albany, Dave Lambert, Gerry Mulligan, Zoot Sims, Warne Marsh, Lee Konitz, Jon Eardley, and John Williams all came to visit and sat in at various times. Comedian Lenny Bruce was often there, socializing with the musicians. Frank Isola was one of the regulars, and he was recorded on four separate occasions as part of the rhythm section with John Williams and Buddy Jones that backed Charlie Parker. Don Lanphere made the recordings, and the tapes, which had circulated among musicians for years, were finally released commercially in 1977.  In an interview with A. C. Stone for The Mississippi Rag, Frank said, "Warming up before a session, I asked Bird what tempo he wanted for a number we were recording. He just looked at me and said, 'Whoosh,' and made a motion with his hand like a jet taking off." One of the titles was a super-fast "Donna Lee," which of course is based on "Indiana." Gerson Yowell's sleevenote for the album says: "The ensemble went into 'Indiana' by bus, while Bird flew!"


It is impossible to be quite as specific about Frank's other activities at this time, but these were certainly busy years, as he worked mostly in and around New York City. A few random examples, though, will give an indication of the musical company he was keeping between 1949 and 1952. He did a few months in Atlantic City with Gene Quill, and John Williams remembers taking a bus to State College, Pennsylvania, with Jon Eardley, Buddy Jones, and Frank for a jazz gig after a big football game there. He played with Louis Prima's big band in New Jersey and was often involved in jam sessions at a studio called Don Jose's, which was situated on West 49th Street between Broadway and Eighth Avenue and was a favorite venue for Lester Young, Zoot Sims, and Gerry Mulligan. Frank also did a short tour from New York to Chicago in 1951 with a trio backing Peggy Lee. He is quite sure of the year because on October 3,1951, Bobby Thomson hit his famous home run for the New York Giants in the final game of the National League Pennant against the Brooklyn Dodgers. This became known as "The Shot Heard Round the World," and the two events have remained connected in his memory ever since. In explaining to a non-American the significance of that phrase, writer Jerome Klinkowitz told me that it came from "the American Revolution, pertaining to the gunfire from the militiamen ('minute men' available for duty at a minute's notice) at Lexington, Massachusetts, that started the fray. Journalists transposed it to sports for the Thomson's hit."


For ten months from 1951 to 1952, Frank worked with the Claude Thornhill Orchestra, and some of the sidemen who played with him at various times included Dick Sherman, Sonny Rich, Gene Quill, Phil Sunkel, and Bob Brookmeyer. Thanks to Bill Crow's book Jazz Anecdotes, we know that there was definitely one leader Frank did not work for during this period, and that was Tommy Dorsey, "The Sentimental Gentleman of Swing." Dorsey's manager apparently telephoned Frank and asked him to come to the Pennsylvania Hotel in New York, because Tommy was auditioning drummers and wanted to hear him play. Knowing that Dorsey would only be happy with another Buddy Rich, Frank thought for a minute and said, "Aaah, thanks but tell Tommy I'm not in a sentimental mood." He has always regretted not playing with Tommy Dorsey, because he really admired the band. Bill Crow, who played with Frank at this period, has told me: "I met Frank at jam sessions in New York in 1950 and had the pleasure of working with him when we were both with Stan Getz, as well as on a few casual gigs. He played quietly but with a wonderful swing, and sometimes his hi-hat closing on the afterbeat was the loudest part of his playing."


In 1952 Stan Getz had the problem of replacing the great Tiny Kahn, who was leaving the quintet, so Frank's friend Teddy Kotick arranged for him to play with Stan at an engagement at the Savoy Ballroom in Harlem. Al Haig and Jimmy Raney were in the group, and Joe Newman and Kai Winding also sat in that night. At the end of the set, Getz was so impressed with his playing he simply said, "Step into my office," and Frank remained with the tenor-man off and on for the next five years.


In Arne Astrup's revised Stan Getz discography, he lists Frank on a broadcast at the Tiffany club in Los Angeles on September 14,1952, but Frank told me that he did not play on this date. He thought that Stan probably used a West Coast rhythm section, with possibly Donn Trenner on piano. Frank's first booking as a member of the group was at a club in Providence, Rhode Island, and Teddy Kotick and Jimmy Raney were still there, but Jerry Kaminsky had taken Al Haig's place. Frank remembers that the club had a policy of booking guest stars at weekends, and on one such occasion he had the pleasure of playing with Billie Holiday. On November 14, 1952, the Stan Getz Quintet, with Frank on drums, appeared at Carnegie Hall as part of a musical celebration to mark Duke Ellington's twenty-fifth anniversary as a bandleader.  Also on the bill that night were Charlie Parker with Strings, Billie Holiday, Ahmad Jamal, Dizzy Gillespie, and Frank's good friend Louie Bellson, who was on drums with Ellington.


In December, Isola made his first studio recordings with Stan Getz, which have been reissued with a fine sleevenote by Bill Crow. It was while this album was being recorded that Jimmy Raney decided to leave the quintet and


gave Stan his notice. Frank recommended Bob Brookmeyer as a replacement, because they had been playing in jam sessions around New York together and he knew the trombonist would fit in perfectly. In a recent letter, Bob said he considered Frank one of his favorite drummers, and that from 1952 to 1954, he was his first choice for recording and club work. Brookmeyer was not immediately available to join Stan Getz, but he did manage to play one engagement with the group at the Hi-Hat in Boston, although there is some confusion over the date and the drummer. Bob remembers playing at the Hi-Hat in December 1952 with Getz and Frank Isola, but Fresh Sound Records have issued two CDs from this booking, quoting March 8, 1953, with Al Levitt on drums. Astrup's discography goes for December 8, 1953, and says that the drummer is Roy Haynes. The exact date may never be known, although December 1952 may be the most likely, but when I sent Frank a copy of the CD, he confirmed that he was playing the drums, not Levitt or Haynes.


Bill Crow's notes for the Getz and Jimmy Raney recordings are enlightening about the apparent "revolving-door" policy the tenor-man applied to his drummers at this time. "We had come back to New York in January for a week off after a week in Boston, then Stan called and said that he had filled in the open week at Birdland. When I got to work on Tuesday, I found Kenny Clarke setting up his drums. I didn't know what had happened to Frank but assumed he had already booked another gig. Tuesdays at Birdland included a live broadcast of an early set to help publicize the attraction of the week. During the second set, Frank Isola walked in and sat listening beside the bandstand. When we finished playing, I went down to say hello and asked what had happened. 'I don't know,' he said. 'I turned on the radio and discovered I was fired.'"


In May 1953, Teddy Kotick, John Williams, and Stan Getz drove across country from Washington, D.C., to spend the summer playing in Los Angeles. Bob Brookmeyer, who was now with the quintet on a permanent basis, joined them from Kansas City, and Frank flew out a few weeks later. Their first engagement was at the Tiffany club, where Stan used local drummer Richie Frost, who was a friend of Brookmeyer's. After a week's break, the group, this time with Frank Isola, took up residency at Zardi's, where they remained for the next four months. Zardi's was situated on the corner of Hollywood Boulevard and Vine Street and was the premier jazz club in Los Angeles at the time. During that summer the quintet visited the Hollywood studios on three occasions to record fourteen titles for Norman Granz, but in September, Getz disbanded to go on the road with a package tour called "A Festival of Modern American Music," with Erroll Garner, June Christy, and the Stan Kenton Orchestra.


The rest of the group went back to New York to freelance, and around Christmas 1953, Brookmeyer received a telephone call from Gerry Mulligan, inviting him to join the quartet he was reforming in Los Angeles. As he intended to go back to the East to work, Mulligan did not want California-based players, so he asked Bob to bring a New York rhythm section to Los Angeles with him. Frank and Bill Anthony were selected, and while the new quartet was rehearsing in January, they played a concert as part of Gerry's tentet at the Embassy Theater, Los Angeles. This had been a short-lived project of Mulligan's, but luckily the tentet had made one album for posterity, recorded the year before, in 1953.


Initial rehearsals over, the new Gerry Mulligan Quartet made its debut at the Blackhawk, San Francisco, late in January 1954. Their next engagement was at the Storyville club in Boston, so Mulligan bought two cars for the long trip back East. Bill Anthony and Frank traveled together, while Brookmeyer and Mulligan were in the second car with Gerry's wife Arlyne, who was also his personal manager. After Boston, they went to Toronto and then New York, arriving there in April, where they appeared at Basin Street opposite Frank's original inspiration, Gene Krupa, who was there with Eddie Shu and Dave McKenna. By this time, a significant change had occurred in the rhythm section, as the superb Red Mitchell had taken over from Bill Anthony on bass.


It was during a booking at the Blue Note in Philadelphia that Henri Renaud invited Mulligan's group to appear at the Third Salon du Jazz in Paris, France, where they were a huge success. Luckily, Vogue Records was on hand to record the concerts, and thirty-one titles were eventually released, representing a fine example of Frank's stay with Mulligan. He follows the tradition established by Chico Hamilton and Larry Bunker in playing brushes almost exclusively with the quartet, and one might be forgiven for thinking this was at the request of the leader. Frank told me, though, that this decision had been his. In fact, when Gerry originally hired him, he said that he particularly liked his stick work. Compere Charles Delauney, whose introductions are on the L.P. (but not on the CD), has said, "Contrary to many modern musicians, whose attitude seems to be one of utter boredom, the members of the Mulligan quartet showed their evident pleasure in what they were playing." During the group's weeklong stay in Paris, where they were featured at five concerts, the drummer became very friendly with Thelonious Monk, who was also appearing at the festival. They had sat next to each other on the flight from America, and in the evenings they walked back to the hotel together after the concerts. When they returned to America, Mulligan had the problem of replacing Brookmeyer, who had decided to leave the group. He selected Tony Fruscella, who had established a reputation in New York circles as a sensitive and lyrical trumpeter.


On July 17, 1954, the Mulligan quartet with Fruscella, Mitchell, and Isola played at the first ever Jazz Festival at Newport, Rhode Island. They followed the Oscar Peterson Trio onstage and were introduced to an enthusiastic audience by Stan Kenton, who was the master of ceremonies that year. Kenton called Frank "A veteran of a number of outstanding jazz units and a percussionist of skill, control, and imagination." As for Tony Fruscella, a tape exists of part of the program the group played that day, and his approach sounds extremely tentative and lacking in confidence. John Williams has said that in the right setting, and the Newport Jazz Festival was probably anything but the right setting, Fruscella's lyrical creativity was unsurpassed. Almost immediately after Newport, Mulligan decided to replace him, and at Frank's suggestion he chose Jon Eardley. Apparently Jon was playing at the Open Door in Greenwich Village with Fruscella and Don Joseph, and Frank was in the rhythm section. Gerry and Arlyne Mulligan were in the audience, and it was Arlyne who made the introductions, when she asked Eardley how many white shirts he had. On being told that he had three or four, she took him over to Gerry's table, where Gerry said, "Would you like to come and work for me?" The new quartet opened in Baltimore three days later, and Jon's ebullient sound and striking ideas were to remain a feature of Mulligan's groups for the next two years. It is a source of regret that the group with Eardley, Mitchell, and Isola never recorded. The only permanent memento that seems to exist is a photograph in Time Magazine dated November 8, 1954, the issue that had Dave Brubeck on the cover.


In September 1954, John Williams made his first album as a leader with Bill Anthony and Frank Isola, and towards the end of the year, they were all involved in a seven-week nationwide tour organized by Norman Granz. John and Bill Anthony were part of the Stan Getz Quintet with Bob Brookmeyer, and Frank was still with Mulligan. The Dave Brubeck Quartet and the Duke Ellington Orchestra were also featured, and the tour started in New York's Carnegie Hall, moving on to Boston, Philadelphia, Milwaukee, Detroit (where Frank's family, including his sixty-year-old mother, sat in the front seats of the Lafayette Theater), Chicago, Cincinnati, Cleveland, Denver, and San Francisco before concluding at the Shrine Auditorium, Los Angeles. This represented the end of Frank's career with Gerry Mulligan. The day after the Shrine concert, Stan Getz recorded six titles for Norman Granz, using Frank instead of Art Mardigan, who had been his drummer on the tour. Frank told me that "Jeru could be pretty stubborn and was upset that I had made the LP with Stan. He said it was unfair to Art Mardigan." The baritonist still had commitments on the West Coast, so Frank, who was anxious to return to his family in New York, took the opportunity of rejoining Stan Getz. After their argument, Gerry had driven off with Frank's drums in his station wagon, which necessitated Getz hiring drum kits for Frank while they worked their way back East. Bob Brookmeyer also stayed in California for a while, so Stan added Tony Fruscella to the group for a Birdland engagement, although by March 1955 Brookmeyer was back again.


Isola continued to freelance around New York, and in 1956 he recorded with Dick Garcia in a group that included Gene Quill, and Terry Pollard.  He played with the German pianist Jutta Hipp in a trio with Jack Six at Basin Street East, and he worked in Cleveland for a while with Helen Merrill. During this time his wife, Pat, was contributing to the family income by holding down a job as a receptionist/secretary at the William Morris Booking Agency. He also played in jam sessions with Al Cohn, and at one such session in a loft on 34th Street, he met Mose Allison. By early 1957, the pianist had joined Frank in the Stan Getz Quartet, and it was around that time that he was rehearsing his famous Back Country Suite. When it was recorded, the drummer showed himself to be perfectly able to adapt to Allison's charming and idiosyncratic compositions. The Suite was Mose Allison's first recording, and it proved to be Frank's last for thirty-seven years.


In the 1959 Metronome yearbook, Frank, together with six other leading drummers, was asked to select some of his favorite artists. His selections make interesting reading, because he chose Charlie Parker, Miles Davis, Red Norvo, David Allyn, Milt Jackson, Ray Charles, Gerry Mulligan, Artie Shaw, and Count Basie with Joe Williams. By the time this entry appeared, Frank and his family had returned to Detroit, and his days of playing with major jazz figures were over. The sixties was not a good decade for Frank, or for jazz in general, although the music survived, unlike Frank's career, which never recovered the high profile that it enjoyed in New York during the fifties.


In 1961 he played in a trio that opened Hugh Hefner's Playboy Club in Chicago, but for most of that decade and into the seventies, he stayed close to home, playing casuals with local musicians. He did return to New York in the mid seventies, working with tenor player Victor Lesser at the West End. But jazz gigs were still very scarce in the city, so he went back to Detroit, where to some extent his life has come around full circle. Until 1992 he lived downtown in an apartment at the Lenox Madison Hotel, close to the old Wurlitzer Building, where he used to have his weekly drum lesson. As a result of the Urban Renewal Program, the Lenox Madison has been demolished, so Frank has moved to another apartment, near to the Fox Theater, which of course is where he was inspired to become a drummer at a Gene Krupa performance. He was recently a victim of what has become a regular feature of inner-city life; his car was stolen, and worse, his drum kit was inside. Somehow, Louie Bellson heard of Frank's loss, and he immediately arranged for his old friend to receive a new kit.


In October 1994 he was reunited with John Williams when they recorded a quartet CD down in North Miami, Florida. Also involved were Spike Robinson and Jeff Grubbs, a bass player from the Florida Symphony. Earlier that year, he was heard with Franz Jackson and Marcus Belgrave at a Jazz Festival in Windsor, Ontario, where a live recording was produced, and in November 1994, at the same venue, he was the guest of honor at a concert billed as "A Tribute to Legendary Detroit Drummer Frank Isola."


Other than Bark for Barksdale with the Mulligan quartet in Paris, there are no recorded examples of Frank taking extended drum solos, but his four-and eight-bar breaks are models of taste and restraint, with no over-elaborate displays of technique. Within the ensemble, he never imposed himself in the way that perhaps Art Blakey might have done. Excellent though Art's more aggressive and dynamic approach was, Frank Isola's relaxed and gently swinging style was just as valid for the contexts in which he worked.”


Frank’s playing can be heard on the following performance of Bernie’s Tune which was recorded by baritone saxophonist Gerry Mulligan in 1954 at Storyville in Boston MA with Bob Brookmeyer on valve trombone and Bill Anthony on bass. Frank takes an 8-bar solo on the bridge of the closing chorus.


Dick Twardzik - The Gordon Jack Interview

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Gordon Jack is a frequent contributor to the Jazz Journal and a very generous friend to these pages in his allowance of JazzProfiles re-publishings of his excellent writings. He is the author of Fifties Jazz Talk An Oral Retrospective and he developed the Gerry Mulligan discography in Raymond Horrick’s book Gerry Mulligan’s Ark.


The following article was first published in Jazz Journal May 2014..
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                                      THE FORGOTTEN ONES – DICK TWARDZIK
                                               by Gordon Jack.


“Dick Twardzik along with Leonard Bernstein, George Shearing, Herbie Hancock, Chick Corea, Ralph Burns and Keith Jarrett was one of the many students over the years who studied with Serge Chaloff’s mother - the celebrated Margaret Chaloff. His career though was to be tragically short (Tom Lord’s discography lists 15 sessions) and a year after recording his only date as a leader he died from a drug overdose in a hotel bedroom in Paris while on tour with Chet Baker.


He was born on the 30th. April 1931 in Danvers Massachusetts. (The town was formerly known as Salem Village where the infamous witch trials took place in the late seventeenth century). He started learning the piano at the age of six and in his teenage years developed a taste for Bartok and Schoenberg rather than Beethoven or Schumann.  The Boston jazz community first became aware of him in 1948 when he sat in at the Melody Lounge and impressed Bob Zieff who was later to become another of his teachers, “His father brought him in… he scared a lot of the older musicians who were at the club. He was sounding like a mix of Bud Powell and Tadd Dameron while all the pianists were Teddy Wilson-ing.” Trumpeter Herb Pomeroy who worked extensively with him from the late forties said, “Harmonically he was a combination of the most advanced bebop of the day and 20th. century classical music.”


Serge Chaloff who was to become something of a mentor to Twardzik returned to Boston in 1950 after leaving Woody Herman’s band. He had just won the Downbeat poll as the nation’s number one on baritone and was working regularly at the Hi-Hat – “Boston’s smartest rendezvous from noon to early morning”.  Incredibly popular he could fill any club in his home town and one evening he allowed Dick to sit in at another venue, the Red Fox Café. In a memorial tribute to the pianist published in Metronome magazine Serge said, “He amazed everyone at the session with his fluent and original ideas. He had a completely new approach to his piano playing and in the way he voiced his chords. Dick was about eighteen years old at the time.” Chaloff had been using Nat Pierce who soon left to join Woody Herman and in Twardzik he found an ideal replacement. Herb Pomeroy said many years later in an interview, “Dick and Serge were very close. Unfortunately part of their closeness was due to narcotics but they were also very close musically. Two very strong personalities.” On the subject of drugs, tenor-man Jay Migliore who was studying at Berklee and often worked with Twardzik said, “He wasn’t the usual addict. He was always on time. Always well dressed and always upbeat”.


BY now he had become part of a thriving jazz community in Massachusetts that also included Charlie Mariano, Varty Haroutunian, Ray Santisi, John Neves, and Jimmy Zitano. In 1951 Twardrzik was a member of the group Chaloff took on the road for bookings in Ohio, Pennsylvania and West Virginia. As Jack Chambers says in his well researched biography Dick was very close to his family and kept in regular touch with postcards and letters, reporting in one missive that “Serge was reading Kafka”.  They were staying in a cottage in Cape Cod and In the same letter he tells of listening to “Bird, Ernest Bloch, Alban Berg and Bela Bartok with Serge and his wife, Linda”. Over the next few months he continued working with Chaloff who said at the time, “I was glad to get away from the big band scene. Playing in a section you never get a chance to know many tunes thoroughly. Last summer I had a small combo in Hyannis and I must have learned as many as five or six  new tunes a day. People would ask me for something and if I didn’t know it, I learned it”.


Chaloff dropped out of the jazz scene for a while in 1952 and early that year Twardzik was playing intermission piano in Boston’s HI Hat which is where he first met Charlie Parker. Their mutual love of   Bela Bartok’s music and illegal substances led to a friendship that was to endure for the next three years. In December 1952 Parker was booked for a week’s engagement at the Hi Hat in a quintet with Twardzik, Joe Gordon, Charles Mingus and Roy Haynes and a live broadcast introduced by Symphony  Sid has been released on Uptown UPCD 27-42. Sid Torin had recently left NYC for Boston and his local radio shows on WBMS apparently reached, “All the way from the top of Nova Scotia to the tip of Cape Cod”.  Parker who often played with Twardzik whenever he returned to Boston considered him to be a genius.  There were though some difficulties with Mingus who apparently objected to some of Dick’s chord voicings.  On one occasion when Parker introduced Twardzik’s mother from the bandstand, Mingus leaned over to the pianist and said, “If I were your mother I’d take you across my knee.”   The sound quality while less than perfect is very acceptable but a better example of Dick’s residency at the Hi Hat can be found on Uptown 27.48 which finds him accompanying that dilettante of the tenor saxophone Allen Eager.  While at the club he also worked with Zoot Sims, Lee Konitz, JJ Johnson, Gene Ammons and Sonny Stitt but no broadcasts from those sessions have survived.
It was around this time that Twardzik started studying with the uncompromising modernist Bob Zieff and as a result of this relationship Chet Baker was later to include some of Zieff’s challenging compositions in his repertoire.


In December 1953 he made the surprising decision to join Lionel Hampton’s big band which had become something of a vaudeville show with a tap dancer, a comic act and three singers. One particularly memorable engagement took place at the Apollo in Harlem where Betty Carter had been added to the roster. Hamp introduced her to the audience as Betty Bebop and Dick was featured with the leader on a well received Stardust. The band then undertook a mammoth tour of the south billed as a “Triumphant Tour of Dixie” performing concerts in 30 cities in 39 days. Dick stayed for only four months. Unfortunately the band did not record while he was there which is a pity as it would have helped to raise his profile.


Returning home to Boston he immediately started working again with Serge Chaloff who was making another attempt to get his career back on track.  In June 1954 Chaloff’s group with Twardzik and Charlie Mariano made a successful appearance at the Boston Arts Festival which also featured a traditional band led by George Wein and the Martha Graham dance troupe. A few months later Chaloff’s group now expanded to nine pieces recorded Dick’s magnum opus The Fable of Mabel - a highly original and complex chart in three parts (Mosaic MD4-147). Discussing it later the composer said, “The Fable of Mabel was introduced to jazz circles in 1951-52 by the Serge Chaloff Quartet. Audiences found this satirical jazz legend a welcome respite from standard night club fare.”


In October that year Chaloff and Twardzik shared the stage at Storyville with Chet Baker’s quartet who were the main attraction. Talking about the pianist Baker said, “The first time I heard him play I couldn’t believe it. He had somehow bridged the gap between classical and jazz.” Russ Freeman who was working with Baker at the time was similarly impressed when he telephoned Richard Bock of Pacific Jazz – “There’s a young guy here who plays piano like you wouldn’t believe. You have to record him.” A recording was scheduled at Rudy Van Gelder’s studio in New Jersey with Carson Smith and Peter Littman for what Jack Chambers rightly describes as, “The crowning achievement of Twardzik’s short career” (LHJ 10120).


Released under the title The Last Set, Dick’s only date as a leader is one of the most rewarding trio albums of the era. It includes some of his most advanced compositions like A Crutch For the Crab, Yellow Tango and Albuquerque Social Swim as well as fresh and original looks at ‘Round Midnight and I’ll Remember April. There is also a quite dramatic Bess You Is My Woman Now which is one of the earliest performances of the Gershwin classic in a trio context apart from two earlier versions by Teddy Wilson. For completists Lonehill has included approximately 40 minutes of a Twardzik practice session recorded at the home of Peter Morris, a friend who had studied with Lennie Tristano and Warne Marsh.


During most of 1955 Dick was to be heard at the Jazz Workshop at The Stable often in the company of Herb Pomeroy, Jay Migliore and Varty Haroutunian. The young Steve Kuhn (another of Margaret Chaloff’s students) often heard him there and he has been fulsome in his praise of Dick’s advanced approach to harmony, reflecting classical as well as jazz influences.


Chet Baker invited Dick to join his quartet for A European tour in late 1955 but he was not the first choice.  Chet had already been refused by John Williams who told me some time ago that he would have loved to play with Baker as long as Peter Littman was not the drummer. Littman who worked with Baker until the end of 1956 had his own well known personal problems but his abilities as a drummer did not impress John at all. The leader insisted on keeping Littman who was very friendly with Twardzik anyway, so Dick got the nod.  


Twardzik, Littman and James Bond boarded the Ile de France on the 7th. September. They were met at Le Havre by the leader who had flown to Europe earlier to spend time with his girlfriend Liliane Cukier in Paris. In recent years a number of recordings from their concerts have surfaced making welcome additions to Twardzik’s slim discography. The performance from Mainz, Germany a month before his tragic death is notable for the pianist’s delightfully baroque introduction to All The Things You Are, a routine he had perfected at the practice session mentioned earlier. At the same concert Walkin’ might be described as Runnin’ due to Littman’s tendency to rush the tempo. Dick quotes Tiny’s Blues extensively here which was a jam session favourite at the time. It has since acquired a new lease of life thanks to a lyric from Dave Frishberg which he calls Can’t Take You Nowhere.


Throughout their European sojourn, bass player James Bond had the additional responsibility of ensuring Dick Twardzik was available to perform because he had passed out more than once on the tour. Apparently this was caused by the purity of the heroin available in Europe which was quite unlike anything he had been using in the US. Something went very wrong however with the arrangement on the 21st. October 1955 in Paris. Lars Gullin who had been playing with the quartet was to record with them that afternoon. The musicians assembled and waited in the studio for Dick to appear. Unknown to them he had already been found dead in his room by the concierge at the Hotel de la Madelaine.  According to Chet Baker, “Dick was bright blue, the spike still in his arm.” Charlie Parker had passed away earlier that year and his close friend and mentor Serge Chaloff was to die in July 1957.


RECOMMENDED READING


Jack Chambers - Bouncin’ With Bartok. The Incomplete Works of Richard Twardzik. Mercury Press.


Vladimir Simosko – Serge Chaloff. A Musical Biography and Discography. Scarecrow Press.


James Gavin – Deep In a Dream. The Long Night of Chet Baker. Chatto & Windus.

SUPERSAX – The Brilliant and Bravura [From the Archives]

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 “A typical arrangement by Supersax begins with the theme, followed by a reproduction of Parker's solo; both of these are accompanied by block harmonies, and the melody is doubled at the lower octave by the baritone saxophonist. After solos by one or more players the piece ends with a further block har­monization of the theme.”
-Thomas Owens, The New Grove Dictionary of Jazz, [p. 1172]

“… the harmonizations of Parker’s work are ingenious and effective.”
- Leonard Feather/Ira GitlerThe Biographical Encyclopedia of Jazz, [p. 630]

“Playing on the Supersax arrangements is like trying to change your car’s fan belt while the engine is running.”
- A last-minute substitute recounting his experience to Gene Lees as quoted in Grover Sales, author of Jazz: America’s Classical Music [p. 147]

One of the most enthralling musical experiences of my life – then and now - has been listening to Jazz while being in the presence of Supersax

I say “then and now” because fortunately for me, I’ve been listening to various iterations of the group - which is made up of two alto saxophones, two tenors, a baritone, and either a trumpet or trombone soloist and a 3-piece rhythm section - from its first public performance as a unit in 1972 at Donte’s, a former Jazz club in North Hollywood, CA, to a later version of the group still headed-up by Med Flory that appeared at the LA Jazz Institute’s Groovin’ High: A Celebration of the Bebop Era, 2001.


The original solos by the late, alto saxophonist Charlie Parker’s are incredible both in conception and in execution, but the idea of reproducing these using five-part harmony as played by a standard sax section comprised of two alto saxes, two tenor and a baritone is sheer genius.

Beyond the idea there is the “getting there” part which must have been sheer torture, especially since much of Jazz phrasing escapes the dictums of written notation.

Put another way, it’s one thing to listen to Bird’s solos, it’s quite another thing to write them down, read them and play them in five-part harmony.

As described in the following materials abstracted from interviews with Med Flory, the alto saxophonist who is one of the group’s co-founders along with bassist Buddy Clark, insert notes by the distinguished Jazz critic, Leonard Feather and two articles excerpted from Downbeat magazine, the process of transcribing Bird’s work into written arrangements was an arduous, yet rewarding, labor of love.

It would seem that there were various starting and stopping points in the evolution of Supersax before it made it’s first public appearance in 1972, but when you hear the group perform, it was all worth waiting for.

Some hold the opinion that Supersax is a gimmick; I think it’s one of the greatest achievements in the history of Jazz, not only because it further memorializes one of the founders of modern Jazz – Charlie Parker – but also because it continues the Jazz traditions of reinvention, adaptation and assimilating aspects of the music into different contexts.


The group’s first recording was Supersax Plays Bird which was recorded in 1972/73 and won a Grammy Award for best performance by a Jazz ensemble in 1974. Not a bad way to start things off.

In his insert notes to this recording, Leonard Feather places Supersax in context, explains it significance and describes what’s going on in the music on the first recording.

“It is a rare occurrence in contemporary music when a new group is orga­nized whose premise, while uniquely fresh and exciting in execution, is based on a concept deeply rooted in the best traditions of the past. Supersax is just such an instance.

The premise is simple. Charlie Parker's solos, exactly as improvised while being committed to records, were of such inspired and awesome original­ity that they constituted de facto compositions in their own right.  

In other words, when Bird blew a series of choruses based on the chord pattern of some standard song, the product was a work of art worthy of being ex­tracted from its original context and expanded through the medium of orchestration.

There have been occasional isolated cases in which ad lib solos were developed in this manner.  Two of the earliest were the Bix Beiderbecke solo on Singin' The Blues and Bunny Berigan's contribution to the Tommy Dorsey version of Marie, both of which were transcribed off the records and voiced for trumpet sections.  Vocally, of course, the idea was picked up by a long line of singers, from Eddie Jefferson to King Pleasure to Lam­bert, Hendricks & Ross.

The unprecedented use of this precept as the basis for an entire instrumen­tal library grew out of Med Flory's association with the late Joe Maini, a widely respected alto player who died in 1964. ‘Joe was working in a big band I had around Los Angeles,’ Flory recalls, ‘when I wrote out the Parker solo on Star Eyes for a full saxophone section.  Then I did the intro­duction on Just Friends and Joe Maini, who had memorized Bird's solo note for note, gave me the lead line for the rest of the chart.   It seemed like a great idea, but nothing came of it, and after Joe's death it was more or less forgotten.  Then one night a year or so ago Buddy Clark, who'd played bass on that band with us, said 'Wouldn't it be great if we could have a whole book of Bird things like that, and play jobs with it?'

‘I said, “Fine, but who's going to write it?’”  Buddy said, 'Let me try it — just show me what to do.' I gave him a few hints on which way to go, and he started writing. I was busy at the time on a movie script, so I was too hung up to do many of the arrangements myself." (Flory has long led a triple life as TV actor, professional script writer and studio musician.)

A band coalesced to meet the formidable challenge of reading and sensi­tively interpreting these uncommonly demanding arrangements. After one or two changes the personnel heard on this album was arrived at, with Flory and Joe Lopes on alto saxes, Warne Marsh and Jay Migliori on ten­ors, Jack Nimitz on baritone, Conti Candoli on trumpet, Ronnell Bright on piano, Jake Hanna on drums and Clark on bass.  On Just FriendsRepeti­tion and Moose the Mooche, a seven-man brass section was added.


The common bond among these men that canceled out the diversity of their backgrounds was an intense love for and understanding of the contri­bution of Charlie Parker. Two of them actually worked with Bird briefly, Ronnell Bright in Chicago and Jay Migliori in Boston. The others came up in music just in time to be aware of the bop revolution, and of Parker as one of its two chief architects (along with Gillespie) while it was happening along 52nd Street and proliferating on records.

When after 11 months of patient wood-shedding [practicing], Supersax finally was presented to the public at Donte's, a question came to the minds of some listeners: does this concept constitute living in the past, or is it rather a case of relevance-through-renovation?

My own feeling immediately was that a new dimension had been added to these time-defying solo lines, as though a Picasso painting had become a sculpture, or an Old Master restored. In fact, just to hear, sectionalized and harmonized, the incredibly fast choruses based on the phenomenal Ko-Ko solo, is an experience such as Bird himself surely would have dug.

This, in effect, is how Charlie Parker would have sounded had he been able to play five saxophones at once, in harmony.

Med Flory wrote the arrangements for Be-BopStar EyesMoose the Mooche, and Just Friends; the other charts were all written by Buddy Clark. As Clark points out, "Most of the way we had the baritone sax double the melody line.   That was the simple, logical way to do it.   Everything moves so fast in a Bird solo that if you start breaking it up, it becomes kind of logy."

"Besides," added Med, "the lines themselves are as important and time­less as Mozart, so we didn't dare do anything that would tend to understate them." [Emphasis, mine]


The reed team is balanced so that Med's lead alto is the strongest voice, the baritone is next, and the three harmony parts are just about equal. Occasionally, on the more sustained passages, the voices were changed to add a little sonority (one instance is the second chorus of Star Eyes), but the group's basic sound is that of the two parallel melody lines an octave apart.

Since Charlie Parker made many of his definitive recordings before the age of the long play record, and because he usually accorded part of the limited solo space to his sidemen, in many cases there was not enough improvisational bird, on any one record of each tune, to constitute a full length Supersax arrangement. Buddy and Med resolved this in several tunes by using a composite of solos from two different versions of the same number.  Hot House, says Buddy, is ‘a combination of all kinds of Bird riffs from various records he made on these changes, either as Hot House or as What Is This Thing Called Love.’

Ko-Ko, possibly the greatest Bird masterpiece of all, is based on the original 1945 recording, just as Parker's Mood derives from the master take cut in 1948.  Similarly drawn from a single source is Just Friends, from the chart that became the most celebrated of the precedent-setting Parker-With-Strings date taped Nov. 30, 1949.

Even Mitch Miller's brief oboe solo following the first chorus was retained in this faithful translation by Med of the Jimmy Carroll arrangement. Oh, Lady Be Good! was taken in its en­tirety from a Jazz at the Philharmonic concert record cut in Los Angeles in 1946.

Regardless of the sources of their inspiration, most important of all is that steeped as they were in the subject, the Supersax musicians succeeded in retaining the spirit as well as the letter of Bird's one-to-a-century genius.

‘Just say,' Med Flory enjoined me as we discussed my notes for the al­bum, ‘that this was our affectionate tribute to a man we've respected and idolized through the years.’

The comment was almost redundant, for on every track in this extraordi­nary set of performances you will hear the overtones of a project conceived and written with patience and dedication, executed with hon­esty and warmth.  Supersax Plays Bird, as much as any album I have heard in recent years, is a thoroughgoing labor of love.”

In an interview Med Flory [MF] gave to Marc Myers for his Jazzwax blog [JW], he described the origins of Supersax as dating all the way back to 1948!

“JW: How did you come up with the idea for Supersax?

MF: What inspired me initially was Ralph Burns’ 1948 arrangement of the chorus to I’ve Got News for You. That was for Woody Herman’s  [pictured] band. It was a Shorty Rogers chart but Ralph wrote the chorus. It was a reworking of Dark Shadows, the song Charlie Parker had recorded a year earlier with Earl Coleman. Ralph had written out Parker's solo for the five saxes.


JW: When did the idea to transcribe Parker's solos first hit you?

MF: Around October 1956. [Saxophonists] Joe Maini, Charlie Kennedy, Richie Kamuca and Bill Hood came by my house.

Joe Maini had a record player and a bunch of Parker records. I gave him $50 for the player and the discs. Then I started transcribing a few things of Bird’s that were in the stack, like Star EyesChasin’ the Bird and Just Friends. I wrote out those three charts from the records. Then later we played them down. We were just screwing around. One night in 1957 we were playing the Crescendo [a club on the Sunset Strip in HollywoodCA] with the Dave Pell Octet. Buddy Clark was playing bass.
Afterward, we all went over to my pad. Buddy said, “Play that thing with the saxes—Just Friends.” When we were done, Dave said, “Boy wouldn’t it be great to have a whole book of those things.” Buddy said he’d take a shot. The trick was to keep everything within an octave. The line is everything. What Bird played is the thing. You don’t have to dress it up with voicings or anything.

JW: Were they hard to play?

MF: Bet your ass. You have a line that has to flow. All of the parts have to flow like the line. You can’t have trick things like jump lines. You have to find a way to keep everyone flowing tight and the right way. You have a bunch of choices to make on each chord. It’s like doing the New York Times crossword puzzle—except when you’re done you have something more than yesterday’s newspaper. You also want to keep what’s known in the music business as “a rub”—a half step in every chord. So, you want a B up against a C. It busts up the chord and keeps the line from becoming complacent. You have to have the rub between the second alto and first tenor or two tenors. Not the two altos.

JW: In the early 1970s, you and Buddy finally had the time to take the concept to the next level.

MF: Yeah. At first it was me and Perk [Bill Perkins] on alto saxophone, Pete Christlieb on tenor and Bill Hood on baritone. We started rehearsing. Hood left because he was entering his old folks stage and didn’t want to get involved in work. Christlieb burned a hole in his eardrum working on cars with high-pitched tools. So we got Joe Lopes on alto, Jay Migliori and Warne Marsh on tenors, and Jack Nimitz on baritone. We rehearsed for about a year at my place and at Buddy’s house. Joanie, my wife, got tired of us rehearsing all the time and called up the guy who owned Donte’s and pushed him to book us.

JW: What happened?


MF: We went into Donte's on a Monday night. We played Parker’s Mood, and after the first chorus, everyone in the place jumped up and went nuts. Mauri Lathower from Capitol Records happened to be there and was in heaven. He signed us right away for three albums.

JW: What did you learn about Charlie Parker during this experience? 

MF: Bird knew what he was doing. You can’t memorize that stuff and play it. Just when you think he’s going one way, he goes another. He was all about surprise. Not big ones. Little ones. Like the rub. I’d always try to play like him and never could. When you listen to him, you gotta know he’s from somewhere else.

JW: Did you listen to Parker as a kid?

MF: First time I heard him I was a senior in high school. I didn’t know it was him. I just heard some guy playing The Jumpin’ Blues with Jay McShann’s band. Then when I was in the army, I heard Bird’s first records as a leader. I said, “He’s OK but he’s not as good as that guy in McShann’s band” [laughs].”

A couple of years after Supersax’s first public appearance at Donte’s, Downbeat featured them on the cover of its November 21, 1974 edition which also contained this article by Ray Townley and Tim Hogan.

Supersax: The Genius of Bird X Five

© -  Downbeat Magazine/Ray Townley/Tim Hogan, copyright protected; all rights reserved.


"Here he was. articulating imperious mes­sages over the saxophone. Listening required real concentration Nothing glib came out of the horn. Every solo was played with high seriousness. The saxophone cried of love, rage, and black power. The elements heard in black music since the first rural bluesman had drifted to the urban ghettos had been contained and contemporized. There was nothing of Louis Armstrong's archaic minstrelsy or Lester's bittersweet romanti­cism. This was the real grit that Bird put down. An evening with Charlie Parker was not an entertainment. Listening to Charlie demanding, moving, often chilling ex­perience— like an evening with Lenny Bruce [satirical comedian]."
—Ross Russell, Bird Lives [Charterhouse]

"When I recorded with strings, some of my friends said. 'Oh. Bird is getting commercial. That wasn't it at all. I was looking for new ways of saying things musically. New sound combinations.

"Why. I asked for strings as far back as 1941 and then, years later, when I went with Norman, he okayed it. I liked Joe Lipman's fine arrangements on the second session and I think they didn't turn out badly. I'd like to do a session with five or six woodwinds, a harp, a choral group, and full rhythm section. Something on the line of Hindemith's Kleine Kammerrmusik. Not a copy or anything like that. I don't want ever to copy. But that sort of thing."
—Charlie (Bird) Parker. down beat (1/28/53)

"Charlie Parker is one of the few jazzmcn who can be said to have given dignity and meaning to the abused word ‘genius.’ It was his desire to devote his life to the translation of everything he saw and heard into terms of musical beauty. Though it was his inspiration, his soul and warmth that earned him an international reputation, and although he had lit­tle formal training, he was a man of amazing technical skill, a fast reader and a gifted compose-arranger. His best records were those he made with a small, informal combo, but he was proudest of the series of albums he made, starting in 1950, with a group featuring strings and woodwinds. (The first modern jazz soloist to record in this context, he led the way for dozens of others whose 'With Strings' albums followed his.)"
—Leonard Feather, The Encyclopedia of Jazz

“If you ever tune in the TV and see a saxophone-wielding cowboy race out of a Dodge City saloon blowing the middle chorus of Orni­thology, don't think something is wrong with your set and commence to bang it into submission. Most likely it'll be Med Flory -  scriptwriter, lead altoist and arranger for Supersax - confusing his roles in life.

Flory has appeared in over 150 rnajor TV  shows, most recently in the second Gunsmoke serial of the season where he played a lily-livered sheriff. The night before Thanksgiving he'll appear in a GE Theatre film with Patricia Neil called Things in Their Season, and he's got a shot in Police Woman coming up later in the year. At first glance, even at second or third, it's hard to believe that this Clint Eastwood-built and very Hollywood-ish styled man would have anything to do with the legend and legacy of the modern savior of Afro- American music, Charlie Bird Parker.

But Med Flory is currently involved in one of the most exciting Charlie Parker projects to date — transcribing Bird's famed alto solos note for note and then arranging them in harmony for a five-piece reed section.

Bassist Buddy Clark, Flory’s partner in his ingenious and eulogistic endeavor, strikes the opposite pose from that of the Flory nature boy: scholastic, demure, more the modern classicist than the modern be-hopper. But Clark is one of the busiest bassists on the hectic LA club and studio scenes. He plays the Merv Griffith Show, does frequent subbing for Ray Brown around town and just completed three weeks on the road with Steve Lawrence and Eydie Gorme. He also owns one of the finest collection of Bird choruses anywhere.

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The underlying concept behind Supersax was aptly described by Leonard Feather: “The premise is simple. Charlie Parker's solos exactly as improvised while being committed to records, were of such inspired and awesome originality that they constituted de facto com­positions in their own right.  In other words, when Bird blew
A series of choruses based on the chord pattern of some standard song, the product was a work of art worthy of being extracted from its context and expanded through the medium of orchestration."


The birth of Supersax stretches back to 1962 when Med Flory was playing in a big band with Joe Maini and Buddy Clark. Flory was irked that the brass section of the band was getting almost all of the solo spotlight so he wrote out a trio of Parker choruses to give the sax section some prominence. Maini, on alto, led the section with his unique percussive attack, which helped make the Bird interpretations come off extremely heartfelt. But Maini’s untimely death caused the band to break up and the idea of doing a whole book of orchestrated Parker solos was scrapped until a decade later when bassist Clark was hanging out in Flory’s home.

As Clark and Flory listened to old tapes of Blues for Alice, Star Eyes and Just Friends, an idea sparked between them and they de­cided to create a band specifically based on doing Parker solos. Flory was as enthusiastic as Clark, but was involved with writing a film script and couldn't take the time to transcribe the charts necessary for such a project  Clark had time available so after a few quick lessons from Flory, he was  cranking out a chart a week.

After eleven months of rehearsal, the band included Jay Migliori (tenor). Joe Lopes (alto), Clark (bass), Flory (alto), Warne Marsh (tenor), Jack Nimitz (baritone), Conte Candoli (trumpet), Carl Fontana (trombone), Jake Hanna (drums), and Lou Levy (piano).

Flory’s wife, knowing how good the band was, called Donte's, a prominent Los Angeles nightclub, and asked them when they were going to book Supersax.

The following Sunday, in November of '72. they  went  into Donte's for their club debut and have been blowing hard and fast ever since. Their first album Supersax Plays Bird  (Capitol 11177) was released in May of ’73 and picked up a Grammy Award in the 1974 polls  as the Best Jazz Performance by a Group. Their second LP
(Salt Peanuts, Capitol 11271)  was released in March '74, continuing their high-spirited tribute to the sax genius. Recently, they returned to the studio to do number three, again a collection of Bird material only this time with string accompaniment. Trombonist Frank Rosolino has replaced Carl Fontana and drummer Harold Jones has replaced Jake Hanna.


Hogan: What exactly is it that you do to a Parker tune?

Clark: We take the lead line off; we take the melody and his part, what he plays on his solo. We don't do the rest of the guys on the record, just Bird's solo. And then we harmonize it four ways, sometimes five ways.

Flory: Buddy’s got just about every Parker chorus he can get a hold of And we look for the best one.

Clark: Sometimes the harmonics get a little hairy and you have to fig­ure out a different way to do it than you would ordinarily But the lines that he plays, as a general rule, aren't nearly that hard to get off unless the drums come in real strong or something like that. But Med's very good at that. For some reason, sax players can hear the notes another saxophonist plays even if he can only hear a little touch of it.

Flory: Recording techniques are such today that you're going to get better response out of the horn. A lot of times Bird recorded under conditions that were not too groovy So a lot of times in order to get the line he was playing you have to re-construct what he was think­ing. If you listen to some old Bird records, a lot of times a bomb that Max [Roach, drummer] would drop covered up a few of the notes. When you have five guys playing those notes that you reconstruct almost like archeology or something, [you figure] there had to be a few things he could do. What lays best on the horn is probably the way he went, which gives a saxophonist-composer an advantage over anybody else because he's got his horn to refer to.

A lot of those things in Bird Lives, for example, on Lester Leaps In. there's a guy over there yelling. "Hoy” every fifth beat. He's cutting right into the line so you've gotta take your best shot and harmonize it the best way you can hoping you're doing it justice.

Clark: He had a lot of pat phrases and licks that he would play and he had a way  of shuffling them  around like a  computer. One time he'd start on the downbeat of a bar, the next time he'd start on the fourth beat  It didn't really matter to him. Sometimes, when you look at that stuff on paper, it seems really funny.

Flory: Sometimes he'd just jaywalk across the chord. Like the chord would be going one way and he'd play something that was "out there," that there's no way you can make it fit that chord So you have to make up your mind which way you're gonna go—whether you're voice everything that he's doing, in terms of the chord that's really there, or go with him and meet him over there some place. Usually that's the best way to go.

You've got alto. alto, tenor, tenor and the bari. So you've gout keep all the lines going for the other alto and the two tenors. The baritone's gonna be the same as the lead alto in most cases, only it comes out an octave lower. In order to make a chord fit, a writer for saxophone will often cross voices. They'll give this guy that guy's note, and that guy this guy's note, in order to keep from playing dou­ble notes.

But you can't do that because you can hear it every time. If a guy plays the same note twice, going over the bar line while everybody else is moving, BANG, you're gonna hear it right there in the middle.

So you have to figure out ways for their lines to move diatonically in the same way as the lead line. And that takes a lot of work. It's like a game of chess, figuring out the next move. You have to think ahead three or four moves. In this, you've gotta think seven or eight notes ahead in order to figure out where you're gonna come out in order to keep that line going.

It it's a long run and gonna keep going, you gotta figure out where you're gonna break, so there'll be the minimum break in there. It's really wild. And for that reason, this sax section doesn't sound like any other sax section around. We try to keep a half-step in the chord at all times If you keep writing without a half-step in there, you're gonna build up overtones. You're gonna get that traditional tubby sound in the sax section. And that's, awful.

I've played in sax sections all my life, and when you play a note you know what chord it is and you know how it's gonna sound because everybody does it the same way. It's like those Mickey Mouse chords and it's a drag Not just the chord but the way it sounds

But if you've got those half-steps in there, you're breaking up the overtones. Then your top tines will come out strong. You've got a real sizzler without breaking your head to do it. or getting a mouthpiece with a gearshift on it.

Hogan: How loyal do you stay to the original Parker chart?

Clark: Well. I'll give you an example. When we have a 32nd-note run I have to treat each 32nd-note as if it were a whole-note and was gonna be heard for four beats, even though it goes by in the twinkling of an eye. But it you have that kind of loyally to getting the right har­monies going on practically every note, sometimes you have to cheat in order to get to the next important note. But if you have that kind of loyalty [to the original],  it comes out better in the long run.

I tried to broaden out a little bit after I got my feel wet and I brought in some stuff where I'd open the chords up wider than they had been. It just didn't come of. But sometimes for special effect I'd do it, like there're a couple of places on Ko-Ko where it's spiced up a little. It's kind of effective but it's strange, spooky kind of chord. It isn’t really a flat-out big band chord. It's a chord based on intervals rather than a triad.


Townley: How did uou manage to get the five members of the reed section to stay rhythmically in tempo with one another? Some of the choruses arc taken at lightning pace.

Flory: It was murder in the beginning It really was murder I knew what I wanted it to sound like, more or less, because I always dug Bird But it's hard when you get good saxophonists. Everybody's got his own idea about how k ought to go.

 I like a real percussive style of lead, daylight in between the notes wherever possible, so it’s not just a steady flow of sound and tongued notes. There are so many differ­ent ways of attacking notes — with your tongue on the reed, popping, and sliding. To get all those things to work out. we just had to keep playing together for a long, long time. Now, when we bring up a new chart, the writing is a little more adaptable to what we're doing Now the performance the first time through is better than it used to be after a whole rehearsal or an entire week.

Everybody had to learn to sublimate what he wanted to do personally, including myself.

Townley: You were just speaking about daylight between the notes rather than just one continuous sound. Is that what makes your section different from most of the other reed sections in existence? Most other sections are modeled on the pre-Bird vibrato sound ol Johnny Hodges.

Flory: Well, take the reed sections before Parker, like the ones in Lunceford's band and Duke's   They would spread out the voicings and go for that big sound with the baritone down on the bottom, then one of the tenors a fifth above that, and so forth. That gives you more of a full  sound rather than a real jazz sound.


The line is so important in what Bird does that you have to concentrate on that line. That's why I started by doubling the baritones and the altos.  I got a sound in which you're never going the line he played.

 I never was much ot a Johnny Hodges fan myself.  I liked Benny Carter rather than Hodges. But once I heard Bird I knew that was the way it was suppose to be, and you can't sound like Bird playing like Johnny Hodges or Marshall Royal or any of those guys. They come from an entirely different school. It would he a mixed bag, you know, what with that kind of carrier sound they get where they float the sound and get that vibrato.  And the vibrato stays pretty much the same.

It's different with Bird. Sometimes he played with no vibrato at all for a few notes and then he'd play with a nice warm vibrato. It depended on the phrase he was doing and where he got it  from because he thought in phrases from all over the place. He might quote from the opera, from some Kansas City joint or whatever.

Hogan: What’s the most difficult part of doing Parker materials?

Flory: Playing it [laughter].

Clark: All the songs are tough when you first get 'em. Especially the ballads because the rests are almost harder to read than the notes. You have got to figure out where not to play. But once we get the ballads , it’s, in fact, more together than the up things. And more effective with the audience.

Y'know what’s weird is that the audience flips out more when we play ballads then when we play something that's absolutely impossible to play.

Flory: Over half the people who come out to see us play are chicks. You can't just play “out” music and get it going. Parker played pretty. He played jazz that was hard and everything like that, but it had romance in it.

Whereas, you go beyond that, like Trane,  it ain't the most romantic music in the world. It's very esoteric and it doesn't cover as much ground as Bird does. A woman can sit and listen to Bird and dig it from a romantic point of view.

You can play Star Eyes or My Old Flame or Embraceable You or Lover Man, and even though it's not the melody that they're used to hearing, they can dig it. And the kids are starting to dig it because kids today are hip. They’ve got a better time feel than kids when I was young.

Townley: How come Supersax sounds so much smoother than Parker ever did, even though youre playing the same notes?

Flory: Naturally it’s gotta sound a lot different because what we are doing is pointing up the harmonics that Bud was thinking or the harmonies you hope he was thinking.   You're putting a structure along with that line, so you're essentially filling in a lot of the gaps. It’s almost like going to school on him. Essentially, you're giving a harmony to the melody lines he played. So it’s a different  thing.

Townley: Is Supersax a group that seeks to entertain its audience? It seems Bird wasn't really interested in doing that.

Flory: Well listening to Bud was not like listening someone like listening to Earl Bostic or someone like that who played for the effect it would have on the audience, you dig. Or Louie Jordan would he a better example. A great, groovy jazz  player, he  played to get people stomping.

Or Hamp — Hamp's hand, when he played he knew what he could do to those people to get them jumping up and down. He wanted to enter­tain them. But Bird, he was so inside, so esoteric. I'm sure he didn't give a rat's ass what the people thought of what he was doing.  He was just playing and you had to get with him instead of him putting you in a certain frame of mind.

Townley: What about Supersax?

Flory: Oh. it's kind of a — there's a lot of jive going on in the band and everybody is having fun playing, you know. Certainly  there's an element entertainment. I  like to keep things lose up there be­tween tunes so that it doesn't fall into a classroom thing.                    I think that's what helped kill jazz so horribly after World War II anyway, guys turning their backs on the audience and guys sometimes spending a whole set figuring out what they were going to play next.  It was really a drag.”

© -  Downbeat Magazine/Harvey Siders, copyright protected; all rights reserved.

The always candid and insightful Harvey Siders was in attendance the night Supersax premiered at Donte’s and he published this review of the event in Downbeat.


CAUGHT IN THE ACT: Super Sax Plays Bird
V. xl/No. 3, 1973.
Donte’s. North Hollywood, CA. Personnel: Med Flory, Bill Perkins, alto sax; Warne Marsh, Jay Migliori, tenor sax; Jack Nimitz, baritone sax; Ronnell Bright, piano; Buddy Clark, bass; Jake Hanna, drums.

It had to he one of Donte's most intriguing marquees: Supersax Plays Bird. I can't imagine the reaction of people driving by; they probably thought it was a new rock group. But the musicians in this studio-oriented community knew what was happening. The 11-month experiment by Med Flory and Buddy Clark was finally getting it’s first public exposure.

Shortly before Christmas 1971, Med Flory and Buddy Clark began transcribing Charlie Parker solos from their collection of records and tapes and arranging them for a sax section. At the same time, they began to form their nucleus of Bird watchers, weeding out those who could not make rehearsals or did not share their unila­teral devotion to one musical deity.

What took shape was a dream sax section consisting of Flory. Perkins. Marsh. Migliori. and  Nimitz.  Conte Candoli's trumpet was added for variation in solo color   With Clark and Hanna anchoring the rhythm section, only piano was a question mark On the night of the review. Ronnell Bright answered more than ably.

With the overflow crowd in an anticipatory mood. Clark kicked off a slow blues, Parker’s Mood. Not just slow, but tantalizing. And then it happened: Supersax entered, and with it. the fruition of all those rehearsals, all that transcribing, all that worrying and planning. Five Charlie Parkers suddenly came alive - not in timbre or style, but in spirit. Five saxes, tightly voiced, faithfully re-created the famous Bird with every nuance intact.

It’s difficult to tell whether everyone in Dome's aviary was a Bird fan. but it wasn't difficult to measure the response. What they heard was musically and historically grat­ifying, and it svumg' And without taking any jazz away from the excitement, it was a tour de force.

For the first improvised chorus, Conte offered an inventive, soulful solo. The Bright followed with a short, meaningful comment. The saxes took it out, and from the applause that followed, a mutual love affair had been initiated.

Number two was The Bird, with the same format: Sax soli, Candoli, then Bright. This time, an individual statement was made; Warne Marsh, with a characteristic tenor lag that made you (at least it made me) want to “goose him” to catch up.

As for the saxes, collectively, the blend was better because the voicings lay in a higher register than in Parker’s Mood. The tricky figures of the old Parker riff were executed flawlessly – all harmony, no unison – and the spectre of Bird loomed larger than life. Somehow it transcended the five “sax Friends” bursting their guts. What resulted was a new and greater (if possible) respect for the original architect who conceived these incredible lines and shapes.

A healthier respect for the super saxophonists were gained on the ballad My Old Flame. There’s nothing like a slow tempo to separate the men from the boys in a section. Well, as we all knew from the outset, there were no weak links here. They not only phrased as one; they breathed as one.

They had little chance to breathe in the next one. Donna Lee, based on the changes of Indiana - a way-up swinger that offered some outstanding section work pushed by the high-powered percussiveness of Hanna.


The success of that chart led Flory (whose witty low-key introductions provided much needed relief to the intensity of the playing) to remark: “Let’s do the next one before the pill wears off.”

The next one was Ko-Ko, the impossible head built on Cherokee changes. How all five came through that ordeal unscathed will never be known. Yet all the intricacies were negotiated; all of the sudden twists and turns, soft shoulders and dangerous curves were mastered; not a beat was skipped.

Candoli and Bright contributed excellent solos, but the solo honors belonged to Migliori and Marsh for their long, exciting tenor dialogue. Ideas were not merely exchanged, they were imitated and elaborated upon. The end of one statement often became a launching pad for the next. Visually it was an equally remarkable duet: Migliori never opens his eyes when he solos; Marsh never closes his. But both had their ears wide open.

So did the audience. Their wild applause at the end of the treacherous out chorus was loud enough and long enough to thank not only the co-leaders who fashioned the sixteen charts in the book and those “saxidermists” who lavished time and talent on stuffing The Bird, but Parker himself, whose genius was seen in a new, diffused light.

Between sets, Flory confessed to me that the whole project was a “labor of insanity.” But I’m certain he didn’t really mean it. The reception was too rewarding. If he and Buddy Clark had resurrected the essence of Charlie Parker, Supersax represented the quint-essence.”



The following video features Supersax performing Parker's Mood. Conte Candoli takes the trumper solo.

I still shake my head in disbelief every time I hear Supersax perform. I got to witness a miracle in my lifetime, or, at least, to hear one.


Billy Root Interview with Gordon Jack [From the Archives]

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© -Steven Cerra, copyright protected; all rights reserved.


It is always a privilege to have Gordon Jack as a guest writer on JazzProfiles.


Gordon is the author of Fifties Jazz Talk: An Oral Retrospective [Lanham, Maryland: The Scarecrow Press, 2004] and a frequent contributor to the JazzJournal. This article was published in the November 2008 edition of that magazine.


Billy Root, a saxophonist who was born in Philadelphia in 1934, has been hailed as a “forceful modern stylist.”  Billy made his first appearance in the Jazz world in 1944 working with the legendary trumpet player, Hot Lips Page.



© -Gordon Jack, copyright protected; all rights reserved.
                                                     
“Billy Root might be a somewhat forgotten figure today but there was a time during the nineteen-fifties when he was very active on the scene, touring all over the USA with Dizzy Gillespie, Buddy Rich, Bennie Green, Stan Kenton and many others.

Things changed dramatically in the sixties for Billy and for jazz in general with the emergence of the Beatles, the Stones and any number of Motown groups, because for a whole new generation jazz was no longer a popular art form. Regular bookings became increasingly rare as clubs closed, prompting Billy to move to Las Vegas in 1968 where he worked in the big hotel orchestras accompanying acts like Tony Bennett, Peggy Lee, Juliet Prowse and Dean Martin.


In 2008 my wife and I were staying at the Bellagio hotel and he agreed to meet me there to discuss his career. The Bellagio was built in 1998 on the site of the famous Dunes hotel, venue for some of the Rat-Pack appearances in the sixties and seventies.


Just as an aside, Ocean’s Eleven with George Clooney, Matt Damon and Julia Roberts was filmed at the Bellagio and is generally considered to be a vastly superior movie to the original which featured Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Junior.


“I was born in Philadelphia on the 6th. March 1934. My father was a professional drummer and when I was very young, no more than five or six, he started taking me to the Earle theatre to see all the wonderful bands like Duke Ellington, Count Basie, Lucky Millinder and Jimmie Lunceford. I don’t really know why I liked them so much but there was something about black bands that the white bands just didn’t seem to have. It would be true to say that I learned everything I know from black players.


“I started playing the saxophone around 1944 and when I was sixteen I sat in for a week with Hot Lips Page. I then went on the road with the Hal McIntyre Orchestra which is where I got my education from sitting next to guys who were better than I was.” (Hal McIntyre played alto and clarinet with Glenn Miller from 1937 to 1941, appearing with the band in the film Sun Valley Serenade. His own band, formed in 1942 later included such well known jazz musicians as Eddie Safranski, Allen Eager, Barry Galbraith and Carl Fontana. In 1952 the band accompanied the Mills Brothers on their recording of Glow Worm for the Decca label which became a huge hit).


“In 1952 along with John Coltrane and Buddy Savitt, I became one of the ‘House Tenors’ at the Blue Note in Philly. The owner Jackie Fields booked visiting stars like JJ Johnson, Roy Eldridge, Miles Davis or Kenny Dorham and instead of bringing them into the club with their own group from New York, he would use John, Buddy or me along with a local rhythm section – it was cheaper that way. The pay was about $150.00 a week but I didn’t care how much it was as long as I could play with those guys – of course a few years later whenever Buddy Rich and then Stan Kenton called, I certainly asked them how much they were paying!


We usually had Red Garland and Philly Joe Jones and that was the first time I think that Miles had heard either of them. I remember being a little apprehensive about working with him because he had a reputation of not liking white players and he could be pretty nasty, but he was very nice to me.


We had a two-hour rehearsal and that was it for the entire booking. On the date, Miles used two tenors – Coltrane and me – and John used to practice every intermission. I never saw anyone practice as much as he did. He was a real neat guy and I liked him a lot, unlike Sonny Stitt who could be a pain-in-the-ass. He was OK when he was sober but when he had a couple of drinks he became very strange. He was all over the horn playing a million notes, always trying to carve you on the stand and he could do it, but I remember one night when he had maybe one drink too many. He wasn’t drunk but he wasn’t quite ‘Sonny’. I was so Goddamned mad at him that I played better than I usually did and when we were leaving the club he said, ‘Just wait for tomorrow night!’


“About two weeks later I had a call for another gig so I sent in a friend of mine, Mel ‘Ziggy’ Vines to play with Sonny. Now Ziggy is almost unknown today but he was magnificent and he and Coltrane were the two best tenors in Philly at the time. (Around 1952 Jimmy Heath, Benny Golson, John Bonnie and Larry McKenna were all active in Philadelphia, prompting Billy to say in a 1990 Cadence interview, ‘We had more good saxophone players in Philadelphia than they had on the whole West Coast of California.’)


Sonny didn’t like it when I sent Ziggy in because he was so good. I got to the club for the last set when they were both on alto and although Sonny could really blow, Ziggy was chopping him up to the point where I almost felt sorry for him. Sonny told me afterwards, ‘Yeah baby, he’s about the baddest ofay alto player I’ve ever heard. He’s better than Phil Woods and all those guys.’


“A few years later when Ziggy went to California Coltrane said to me, ‘I hope he makes it this time because he really can play.’ Charlie Parker really loved him and if he saw him in the club he would always say, ‘There’s my friend Mel, come up and play the next set with me’, and Bird wouldn’t say that to just anyone. He only made one commercial recording with Herb Geller and Conte Candoli (Fresh Sound FSR CD 412) where he used a borrowed tenor and mouthpiece. (Vines was so obscure that Leonard Feather who did the sleeve note for the original LP thought he was a pseudonym for Georgie Auld.) He sounded good but he was not at his best. It wasn’t representative of what he could really do because he had just come out of a mental home where he had been committed by his parents. He came from an old-time, middle-class Jewish family who didn’t like the company he was keeping in the clubs. Talking about Charlie Parker his mother once said, ‘My Ziggy used to play with Charlie Barnet and now he is working down on Columbia Avenue with a shvartzeh!’


“The only other recording with Ziggy comes from a concert we did with Clifford Brown at Music City, Philadelphia (32DP-663 Japan). Someone taped us playing Night In Tunisia, Donna Lee and Walkin’ and when it was commercially released it was claimed to be Brownie’s last recording which was quite wrong. (Clifford Brown was killed on the 27th. June 1956 and it has often been assumed that the Music City booking took place two days earlier, on the 25th. Nick Catalano’s biography of Clifford Brown gives documentary evidence to prove that the correct date was May 31st. 1955.)  I often played with Clifford and I loved him. I never met a nicer person, he was just superb in every way and after Dizzy he was my favourite. He came in one night when Bird was at the Blue Note and Charlie got him up on the bandstand. Brownie was hiding behind the big upright piano and Bird said, ‘Come out front with me man, I don’t want you back there.’  


“One of the guest stars I played with at the Blue Note was Bennie Green who was another peach of a fellow. This was around 1953 and he invited me to go to New York with a big band to do a spot at the Apollo Theatre where Ella Fitzgerald was the head-liner. We had Gene Ammons who was a ‘soul’ player with a great big tone and he might have looked big and mean but he was very good to me. Others I remember from that band were Earle Warren, Sahib Shihab, Charlie Rouse, Ernie Royal, Thad Jones, John Lewis, Paul Chambers and Osie Johnson and as usual I was the only white guy. I played in a lot of all-black bands and maybe being white made it a little easier for me. I was a skinny little red-headed kid playing their music which probably seemed impressive and anyway, I didn’t play like most of the white guys.



“We played the Royal theatre in Baltimore and the Howard Theatre in Washington DC and then Bennie went back to working with a quintet which is when I joined taking over from Charlie Rouse. He had just recorded Blow Your Horn (Decca DL 8176) with Frank Wess and Cecil Payne which was somewhere between rhythm & blues and jazz and very popular at the time. He had a beautiful tone on the trombone and when I first went with him we had a nice relationship, he was very straight and we played real well together.


God was very good to me in those days because he let me play with some of the very best musicians. I mean we had Paul Chambers and either Osie or Gus Johnson with Cliff Smalls on piano. (The latter’s association with Bennie Green dated back to the Earl Hines band of 1942. They were both in the trombone section, with Cliff moving to the piano whenever Hines fronted the band. He later went on to work with Earl Bostic, Ella Fitzgerald, Sy Oliver and Buddy Tate. A good example of his fine piano work can be heard on Laura form Bennie Blows His Horn (Prestige OJCCD-1728-2).


“Bennie’s only problem was drugs. When we were in Buffalo the police came and checked everybody’s hotel room and of course they found what they were looking for in Bennie’s room – his wife who was a lovely woman, was also a terrible addict. The next day the headline in the local paper said, ‘Musician caught with dope’ and that night hundreds of people came to the club to see these drug-addicted musicians – you know, ‘Here comes one now’. Bennie got more and more strung out, missing rehearsals and getting nasty which was not like him at all. I couldn’t stand seeing this nice man get so messed up so I left. He had a booking in Cincinnati which was when I told him I wouldn’t go because he was destroying himself. (Bennie Green’s distinctive sound and relaxed delivery is well documented on Mosaic Select B2-82418. This triple-CD set also features several of the excellent tenor players he used in the fifties – Charlie Rouse, Gene Ammons, Eddy Williams, Ike Quebec, Stanley Turrentine and Billy Root).


“Soon after I left Bennie, I took a two tenor group into Birdland with Eddie ‘Lockjaw’ Davis opposite Sarah Vaughan and this would have been in 1955. Eddie was a lot older than me and he had a giant ego so he just took over but I didn’t mind because he was a terrific player and a nice guy. After that gig I joined Buddy Rich’s quartet for about five months. He ‘phoned and said, ‘Do you want to go on the road kid?’ He offered me $350.00 a week which was a lot for the time and he wanted me to find a pianist and a bass player that I liked. I didn’t really want to hire guys for him but he said he trusted me, so I got Sam Dockery who was later with the Messengers and Jimmy Mobley (no relation to Hank) on bass - fine players and first class human beings.


Buddy played great drum solos and he loved the band but he’s famous for being what he is – an ass-hole. On the third night he hollered at one of the guys and I just had to straighten him out. After the set he was sitting outside in his big white Cadillac convertible with the top down. I got within four inches of his face and told him if he ever did that again, I would pack my bags and go back home to Philadelphia. After that he never bothered any of us again but he was real hard on everyone else – club owners, men’s room attendants even the customers. I remember a young girl came to hear us with her date saying, ‘Oh Mr. Rich you played so wonderfully tonight.’ He said, ‘How do you know how I played? What do you know about the drums? I may have been rotten!’ Buddy was a great athlete, moving his hands and feet faster than anybody else in the world and watching him was amazing. He was certainly the greatest for what he did but I had played with Philly Joe and Art Blakey and guys like that, so I wasn’t enthralled with his playing or his time.


“The following year I joined Stan Kenton which was a band I swore I would never play with. Stan called after my friend Mel Lewis recommended me and asked if I played the baritone. I was twenty-two, arrogant and cocky so I said, ‘Sure I play the baritone’ although I’d never played one in my life. He needed me that night so I had to borrow an instrument and meet the band at the gig, 300 miles or so from Philadelphia up towards the coal-mining regions. It was one of those nameless, faceless ballrooms of which I saw thousands in those days. When I got there they had already started so I opened up the saxophone case and put the baritone together, but there was just one reed. Now any other time I would have had about ten boxes to try and all sorts of mouthpieces but I had to work with what I had. They gave me a band-jacket that must have belonged to Carson Smith, it was so big I looked like a circus-clown. Stan asked if I knew My Funny Valentine so I went out front and blew the solo and afterwards the guys were saying ‘Great job’ and things like that. Later I heard Stan talking to Johnny Richards – and what a great guy he was. He was such a well-schooled musician and when he said something, Stan listened. Johnny said,’ I like that kid. He gets the sound I want on baritone and I want you to hire him.’


“Two days later I was on the Cuban Fire album (Capitol CDP 7 96260 2) which I sight-read even though it was fairly hard music. Lucky Thompson was on that date and he played two of the best tenor solos (Fuego Cubano and Quien Sabe) that I think anyone ever played for Stan, and that includes Zoot who I love. I knew I could never play that good - they were just beautiful because he was one of the best tenor players I ever heard.


He’d joined Stan on a European tour when Jack Nimitz and Spencer Sinatra had to leave. (With the enforced absence of Nimitz and Sinatra the leader had used a number of replacements during the tour including Harry Klein, Tommy Whittle, Don Rendell and I believe Hans Koller. Kenton expert Michael Sparke told me that Lucky had been hired when the band reached Paris in April 1956, where the tenor-man had been working and recording extensively. The vacancy was on baritone which Thompson played on the final concert dates in Europe.)  Kenton probably paid him a nice taste but Lucky would never have stayed with that band.


“Julius Watkins was with us on french horn and he sounded like JJ Johnson on that thing. Stan though used other guys sometimes who came out of conservatories and they were good horn players but they weren’t good jazz players. One of them wrote himself a whole jazz chorus out and he kept asking Stan if he could play it. When he put his music stand up and started playing it was terrible, just awful but Julius was something else.


“After Cuban Fire Stan asked if I wanted to play tenor and I replied, ‘Only if Lucky’s leaving!’ - which he was. He told me to find a baritone and the previous day I had been in Jim and Andy’s in New York where I bumped into Pepper Adams. I knew him from a few years before in Detroit when I was with Bennie Green. This weird-looking guy came up and asked to sit-in and he was just great, man could he blow. I recommended him to Stan and that is how Pepper got the gig. He wasn’t the fastest sight-reader in town at that time which is how Stan would judge you - he just wanted to know how quickly you could play the book. After about two weeks he was going to let him go but Lennie Niehaus, another guy Stan listened to said, ‘You let him sit right where he is. He’s a great player and he’ll learn the book. You won’t get anyone like him and I want you to keep him.’ Later on when everyone kept telling Stan how great Pepper Adams was, he finally agreed. Stan wasn’t a very good musician and when he sat down at the piano it was a nightmare but he was a great bandleader, possibly one of the best. He was a very big guy and when he stretched those long arms out in front of the band they seemed to span the whole sax section. People thought the sound was coming out of Stan and not the band - we weren’t doing anything.  He had the sort of presence in front of an audience that made them think we just happened to be going along for the ride. He was a wonderful front-man though and he was a nice guy.   


“I stayed with Kenton for about a year and then went back home to Philly. I was playing in a big band at Music City there when Dizzy Gillespie was booked to play with us. I was on baritone because nobody else wanted to play it. There were so many damned-good tenor players with big egos walking around - ‘I must play first and I must play every jazz chorus.’ I didn’t really care what I played, just put me in the section. This was around the time Dizzy called asking me to join his band and I didn’t ask how much he was paying, I was so happy to play with him. I never fitted in with the Kenton band like I did with Dizzy because Dizzy had a JAZZ band. I really felt I belonged because I loved that band.


When I joined, Rod Levitt was already there and he was the only white guy. Al Grey who was very funny said, ‘When Rod saw Billy Root’s white ass he figured he had a friend. He sure found out fast enough that Billy was just as much a nigger as the rest of us niggers!’ Al was a really good trombone player as was dear, sweet Melba Liston who was a lovely lady and everybody loved her. The saxes were great with Ernie Henry who was always kind of quiet but played real well. My room-mate Benny Golson was another lovely guy and Billie Mitchell who could be pretty tough was a fine player too. I particularly liked Jimmy Powell who played lead alto. I can still hear him after all these years and I’ve played with all kinds of lead players believe me but he had something that was very special. Wynton Kelly’s playing was wonderful - I loved those guys because they all played so beautifully and they were all good people.


“Dizzy’s band-bus was a beaten up old heap and every time we reached a hill we had to get out and push it. This wasn’t like travelling first-class with Stan Kenton because it had no air-conditioning and no lights inside, so at night we were in darkness. Down South there were signs over water-fountains and restrooms saying, ‘Coloured’ and ‘White’. I remember taking a ‘Coloured’ sign down and putting it up in the back of the bus and the joke was that was where they made me ride - in the back of the bus. If we were somewhere like Georgia and we wanted to eat, I would go into the restaurant first. I’d ask the manageress if she could accommodate 15 people and if she could, I’d bring the rest of the band in – 13 black guys with me and Rod. I got into serious trouble once though when I wanted the men’s room and was directed to an outhouse in the woods. While I was there, three of the biggest men I’ve ever seen came in – 6’ 5” or so and about 20 stones each.  They didn’t have the hoods on but they were Klan. ‘We saw you with all those niggers boy, now we’re gonna kill your ass!’ It was pretty serious so I started singing old negro spirituals – I knew a lot of them because we used to live behind a black church. ‘Here comes the devil through the floor, stamp him down, stamp him down, Hallelujah Sweet Jesus’. They said, ‘This son-of-a-bitch is crazy’ and I said, ‘Crazy because I’ve heard the word of the Lord? Forgive them Father for they know not what they say.’ They let me out of there because they really thought I was mad and the band laughed for weeks after that.   


“Dizzy was a lot of fun and he always put on a show for the people. I used to make a little speech to the audience before we played Horace Silver’s Doodlin’, ‘Because this is such a difficult solo, Dizzy sent me to a teacher at the Paris Conservatory who worked with me for weeks to get this thing down. I would like everyone to stop talking because I can’t play it unless there is absolute quiet.’ Dizzy then pretended to chase me off the stage and I threatened to call the National Association For The Advancement Of White People which always got a laugh. (A variation of that comic routine occurs on the band’s recording of Doodlin’ at the 1957 Newport Jazz festival with Pee Wee Moore on baritone – Verve 511393-2 CD.)



“I went back with Kenton for a while but he seemed to be losing control some of the time, because Al Porcino often called the shots. Stan would announce a chart and Al would say in his very distinctive voice, ‘We’re not going to play that one Stanley. We’re going to play…’ The band would put away what Stan had called and get out what Al wanted. It was almost the ‘Al Porcino Orchestra featuring Stan Kenton’ and he put up with it because Al was a great first trumpet and he wanted to keep him in the band.


“Stan had started using two baritones and on the 1959 Tropicana booking, Sture Swenson was the other one (Cap T-1460). I’d been playing all the low stuff and the solos so I gave my book to Sture to take some of the heat off me. He only lasted about three weeks or so because he wasn’t a very good player and Jack Nimitz took his place. (In an interview for JJI, Lennie Niehaus explained to me the mystery of the Kenton sax section voicing of one alto, two tenors and two baritones. The alto still played lead but the first tenor had a second alto part. The second tenor played what would have been the first tenor’s music. One baritone played the second tenor and the other baritone had a conventional baritone line. Inevitably this gave the saxes a somewhat bottom-heavy sound.)


“Curtis Counce was with us for a while and he was an OK bass player but he was a ladies man and it didn’t matter whose lady. Apparently Carl Fontana found out that he was becoming a little too friendly with Mrs. Fontana and one night in Chicago he said, ‘I’m going to kill him Billy!’ He was very calm but you could see he meant it and Carl was a bull of a man. I got hold of Stan and told him that he had better get rid of Curtis real quick because Carl was not going to beat him up, he was going to kill him. Stan told Curtis not to wait for his bass or any of his stuff but to get the hell out of town which he did - fast.


“It was around this time that Stan fired me. We had been having trouble with a young drummer he’d hired who was just not up to the job. He was so bad that we lost two good bass players in a row – Carson Smith and Scott LaFaro – who just couldn’t take it anymore. The guy was only interested in signing autographs, giving drum-sticks away and getting girls. He didn’t worry about playing the book properly, he was too busy trying to be a star and we were all going crazy with this kid. You have to understand that when you’re travelling on that bus, the band is everything because that’s all you’ve got.


With all the one-nighters there is little time for anything else and if something’s not going right with the band, you get unhappy real fast. Guys were talking about leaving and having meetings so Stan felt he had to fire someone, and that was me. Also, I had been hanging out with Lenny Bruce which he didn’t like at all. We had been friends for years but Stan was a very straight kind of guy and as far as he was concerned, Lenny was ‘trouble’. He very quickly changed his mind and wanted to hire me back but by that time I had called Philadelphia and booked some gigs there. I was ready to go back to Philly because it had always been a good town for me.


“When I got back to Philadelphia Red Rodney and I started working together a lot. We’d do a Bar Mitzvah on Saturday, a wedding on Sunday and open up at a real funky, black club for the rest of the week on Monday. Of course, with his reputation there would always be a couple of detectives sitting there waiting for him to show up asking, ‘What’s new Red?’ I also started working around town with society orchestras like Meyer Davis and Howard Lanin. I remember one of those bookings lasted for twelve hours with continuous music which I could handle because I knew a lot of tunes.  I even did a couple


of concerts with the Philadelphia Symphony Orchestra under their conductor, Seiji Ozawa. There’s a little baritone sax solo in American In Paris which is not hard but the pressure is playing it with that orchestra. When I walked into the first rehearsal with all those superb flutists and oboe players, I felt like asking each of them if they gave lessons. I didn’t want to warm the instrument up in front of all those guys because let’s face it, they probably thought the baritone was the ugliest of all saxophones anyway. So I went way down to the basement and after a few minutes I noticed a figure standing in the doorway. It was Murray Panitz the first flutist. I decided to level with him because I was a jazz player and I felt out of place with all these symphony people. He said, ‘Well first of all, after listening to you for five minutes it sounds fine. You’ll do a great job. Second of all, if any of those guys up there could play what you’ve been brought in to play, you wouldn’t be here. Third of all, screw ‘em!’  


“I was in ‘The Connection’ for a while at the Hedgerow Theatre in Philly. Nelson Boyd was with us and he used to get juiced out of his mind. He would drink a bottle on his way to the theatre and then start ad-libbing lines with the actors. The director once came up to me and said, ‘Your bass player is such a wonderful actor. He’s just like a junkie.’ I said, ‘Yes ma’am, that’s just what he’s like.’ He was on a job I once did with Paul Gonsalves and he got so drunk, he fell right off the bandstand. Paul incidentally is my all-time favourite tenor player.


‘In the early sixties I was with Harry James for a while. Harry was something else because he could drink two-fifths a day and still play. The first night I was there he was so drunk he could hardly stand but he played beautifully. It wasn’t ‘Dizzy’, but it was real good. He had some fine musicians in the band like Willie Smith who was a great lead alto and Buddy Rich but something was missing. Ernie Wilkins had done some of the writing and I’d be sitting there waiting for it to happen but it never did. Harry had a good white band – a dance band – and Dizzy’s was a jazz band. It’s as simple as that.


“Times change and people change but the new music in the sixties certainly wasn’t for me. I went to see Coltrane with Pharoah Sanders at a club and when I left 45 minutes later they were still playing the same thing. They sounded like two New Year’s Eve horns and I thought, is that my boy Coltrane? It was terrible but I don’t put it down if that’s what they want to do and they’re happy. In those days too, Miles was turning his back on the audience and people don’t like that. He didn’t show any respect to the paying customers unlike my man, Dizzy.



“I moved with my family to Las Vegas in 1968 because of the lack of work everywhere else - not just jazz but any kind of work. With the large showroom bands there you had to play clarinet and flute as well as all the saxes and I also played piccolo, alto flute and bass clarinet. Some nights when I went to work I looked like a pawn-shop with all of those horns but when you play them, you get paid extra. I did well here and made a lot of money. Jack Montrose was sometimes in a band with me as was his wife Zena who played violin. They were real nice people and Jack was a sweet man. I really liked him and he was my best friend out here in Vegas. He was a good player but not a great player. His arranging was his best thing because he knew a lot about music.


“Tony Bennett was lovely to work with, the music was well written and he was a sweetheart. He sang real good and we all loved him because he was just one of the guys, happy to play cards with us on the breaks. He was the musician’s favourite. Peggy Lee too was a real pro although she was often ill with lung problems. The music was good and she was cool and like Tony, one of the few performers the musicians really liked.


Dean Martin’s act was to appear drunk but it wasn’t an act. We were rehearsing once when someone brought him out a tray of eight cocktails and before we had finished he had drunk them all. He was another one who was always fine with the guys. I never worked with Sammy Davis though. He was a terrific entertainer and Al Grey who was with him for a while told me that whenever he came to the Dunes he would throw a party and invite all the chorus girls so he could have his pick while he was there. Al said that every time he managed to find himself a nice little waitress, Sammy would take her too.  


I only worked with Sinatra a few times so I really didn’t know him but I heard a story which gave me a pretty good idea of where he was coming from. His bass player was retiring after 20 years and he went over to Frank to tell him he had enjoyed playing with him and wanted to wish him all the best for the future. Frank apparently looked at him and said,’ I don’t talk to the help’ – isn’t that awful?


“Right now I’m doing nothing and I’m real good at doing nothing. My pensions come in every month from the union and social security so I’m comfortable. I don’t have to practice or play anymore and I don’t really miss it. My last engagement was a Kenton Retrospective in 2006 at the Holiday Inn, Monrovia which is in Los Angeles County. It was the 50th. anniversary of the Cuban Fire album so we performed the Johnny Richards music with numbers like Young Blood, 23 North – 82 West and of course, Artistry In
Rhythm. I had a baritone feature on Bill Russo’s arrangement of Lover Man and we had guys like Frank Capp, Kim Richmond, Pete Christlieb, Bill Trujillo, Carl Saunders and Mike Vax there, so it was a good concert.


“I don’t listen to very much of anything these days because all my music is in my head but I think of Dizzy a lot, and when he was alive we kept in touch by telephone three of or four times a year. He used to call me ‘Albino Red’. Red Rodney was the first one with that name and I was the second.””

The Young Lions

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Imagine putting a Jazz recording session together with a band featuring Lee Morgan on trumpet, Wayne Shorter on tenor sax, Frank Strozier on alto sax, Bobby Timmons on piano, Bob Cranshaw on bass and either Louis Hayes or Albert “Tootie” Heath on drums with Shorter penning four of the five tracks on the date and Morgan the other one - all for union scale and not a penny more!?


That’s exactly what happened on April 25, 1960 when a sextet of these fine, but at the time, still largely unknown young, Jazz musicians convened at Bell Sound Studios in New York City and put down the five tracks that make up VeeJay Records’ The Young Lions [LP/SR-3013; VeeJay CD-001].


The legendary alto saxophonist, bandleader and producer, Julian “Cannonball” Adderley was widely loved and appreciated in Jazz circles not only because of his brilliant playing, but also because he actually talked to his audience at a time when many Jazz performers were becoming too artistic to be bothered.


Cannonball explained things; he expanded the audience’s appreciation of what they were about to hear by describing what was going on in the music.


He was also instructive in other ways such as picking up a pen and writing a discourse about what he found disturbing about certain trends in American popular music about 1960 in general and Jazz in particular.


These took the form of the following insert notes to The Young Lions [VeeJay LP/SR-3013; VeeJay CD-001].


Had he lived to see it [he died in 1975], I wonder what Cannonball would have made of the amateur and mediocre nature of much today’s popular music.


“We are living in the era of the glorification of mediocrity. These are the times when teenagers may become wealthy by writing and performing mediocre songs. When a scarcely literate hillbilly with dubious talent may become a star with a million dollar income, or when an "All American Boy" type can spin records to which teenagers dance and become a major television personality. Many of us believe that such situations exist because we have allowed ourselves to conform to mass thinking and direction.


The great novel by Irwin Shaw, "The Young Lions," delivers several messages; among them, the parallel of conformity emanating from separate sources. One young man is a zealot in a community of conformist patriots who blindly follow a man bent upon righting a situation that is wrong only in his ego-maniacal mind. The other young man is an unenthusiastic patriot in military service, who adheres to the "Great American Ideal," which is itself conformity.


Modern jazz today is standing on the threshold of destruction by those who would do it good. The lines are drawn and clearly marked. The traditionalists are those who unofficially feel that music introduced to us by Parker, Gillespie and Monk has not been fully developed. The avant-garde [Cannonball is referring to Third Stream movement - an amalgamation of Jazz and Classical music - that was current in the late 1950’s and early 1960’s]  are those others who subscribe to the "something new" philosophy. The avant-garde feel that music is reactionary unless something "different" is either suggested or produced stylistically. Fortunately jazz making is highly personalized and true genius will not conform to direction. "The Young Lions" who made the music in this album have varied musical philosophies and sundry jazz backgrounds.


The gifted young trumpeter, Lee Morgan, has been penalized with "too much, too soon." He received international acclaim after breaking into big league jazz as an eighteen year old prodigy. However, by the time he reached twenty, he was already being dismissed by some as just another Clifford Brown imitator. Most of this criticism is invalid, for he is one of the most easily recognized trumpet stylists. Lee has taken pains to develop his obvious stylistic identification marks. His favourite trumpeters include the aforementioned Clifford Brown, Dizzy Gillespie (The Champion), Miles Davis (A Great Mind) and Fats Navarro. Morgan says, "I do not consciously emulate anyone." He is a fine performer in the great Philadelphia tradition.


Frank Strozier is a Memphis lad and a contemporary of George Coleman and Booker Little. He was taught in high school at one time by Andy Goodrich. Goodrich is a sort of legendary alto player and teacher who was a member of the famed Tennessee State Collegians (which at one time or another numbered among its members, Jimmy Cleveland, Phineas Newborn, Louis Smith and Paul Quinichette). Frank has an original style which is very deliberate and, yet, sometimes quixotic. He is shy and taciturn, but not introverted. John Coltrane says, "he has very big ears." Frank does most of the writing for the "MJT + 3," the group with which he came to national prominence.


Bob Cranshaw is also a member of the "MJT + 3." He studied string bass in the school orchestra at Evanston Township High School (his home town). Cranshaw is already recognized by many as one of the finest young rhythm bass players around. He has a rock-hard, but flexible beat; and is a modified "Ray Brown to Sam Jones" type. His favourites include Ray and Sam along with Paul Chambers, Israel Crosby, and Oscar Pettiford.


Pianist Bobby Timmons shares with Lee Morgan the veteran status in this group. He has worked with Kenny Dorham's Jazz Prophets, the Chet Baker Quintet, the Donald Byrd-Pepper Adams group, the Maynard Ferguson Band, the Cannonball Adderley Quintet, and is currently a member of Art Blakey's Jazz Messengers. Bobby plays in today's popular accepted groove. He is a funky hard swinger, and on up tempos, his right hand suggests the Bud Powell style. Timmons has become an important composer ("'Dis Here" and "Moanin"') as well as player.


Wayne Shorter is the surprise of the year. Since returning from military service his work has been outstanding as both tenor saxophonist and composer. Shorter is a true non-conformist player who is completely independent stylistically. His compositions have caused considerable comment regarding their stark realism and freshness. He views with admiration the work of Sonny Rollins, John Coltrane and fellow Newark, New Jerseyite, Hank Mobley.


Two years ago I asked the great "Philly" Joe Jones to name some of the young men whom he felt were potential giant drummers. Joe unhesitatingly named Louis Hayes, then drummer with the Horace Silver Quintet; Donald "Duck" Bailey, drummer with Jimmy Smith's organ trio, and Albert "Tootie" Heath, drummer with the J.J.Johnson sextet. Two of these young men have been utilized as participants of this "Young Lions" set. Louis Hayes, a Detroiter, has developed an enviable reputation. He plays a relaxed loose swinging style reminiscent of Kenny Clarke on medium and slow tempos, but is like a lion and more toward Max, "Philly" Joe, or Blakey on fast tempos. Hayes is also a fine soloist and has a popular following. (He is currently a member of the "Cannonball Adderley Quintet.")


Sharing the drum role with Louis is Albert Heath. Heath is the youngest member of one of the leading families in jazz. His brothers, saxophonist Jimmy and MJQ bassist Percy, have been established major league jazz musicians for some time. Al, who is a fine soloist, plays a style that is largely original but with overtones of "Philly" Joe and Max. He is a Philadelphian and has come to the attention of Vee Jay through his fine work on their first jazz album, "The Swingin'est."


Modern jazz obviously cannot and will not stand still. Modern jazz traditionalists must realize that the music of Bird is only a logical stepwise development of that which had gone before. Conversely, the avant-garde cannot expect basic stylistic changes to develop among mature players through artificial stimuli; for the hysterical cry for change tends to give sanctuary to charlatans.”


— JULIAN "CANNONBALL" ADDERLEY


King, Pops and Bix in Chicago from "We Called It Music" by Eddie Condon

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“There is a paradox here. If Condon and friends started out as avant-garde renegades ("One of the ladies told me it was just like having the Indians in town again"), intent on playing jazz despite the indifference of "the Republicans" who preferred saccharine fiddle bands, they soon became the most cautious of musical populists. The more respectable and intellectual jazz became, the more they relished their reputations as "natural" musicians —the kind who can readily identify with young Eddie's rather disingenuous question, "What's reading got to do with music?" At times, he seemed to regard jazz as little more than a folk art, a non-stop jam session frequently sustained in an alcoholic mist (the children of the Volstead Act, he explains, inebriated themselves with a vengeance, as if to prove that no government could dictate sobriety). That attitude, bound to appeal to fans suffering from unrequited nostalgia, proved contagious, as witness the gee-whiz prose occasionally served up by commentators in the liner copy of Condon's record albums —e.g., ". . .a dozen good guys having a good time. That is, after all, what it is all about" or "This music is roadsters and girls and cutting classes and oranges." … Condon's best work has a spark of its own, and though he sometimes "conducted" more than he played, the bands that bore his name continued to produce memorable work by Russell, Vic Dickenson, Bobby Hackett, Billy Butterfield, Edmund Hall, Bud Freeman, Kenny Davern, and quite a few other Condon regulars.”
- Gary Giddins, Introduction to We Called It Music


As the title implies, this piece is about two subjects: [1] how the coming together of Jazz trumpet masters Joe “King” Oliver, Louis “Pops” Armstrong and Leon “Bix” Beiderbecke in the Chicago of the 1920s helped shape the development of Jazz after its formative years in New Orleans and [2] a brief excerpt on that subject from Eddie Condon’s autobiographical We Called It Music which Gary Giddins has described as “... a definitive statement on the first generation of white jazz musicians and how they saw themselves in relation to the black innovators that they emulated.”


Eddie Condon (1905-1973) pioneered a kind of jazz popularly known as Chicago-Dixieland, though musicians refer to it simply as Condon-style.


Played by small ensembles with a driving beat, it was and is an informal, exciting music, slightly disjointed and often mischievous. The same could be said of Condon's autobiography, We Called It Music: A Generation of Jazz, a book widely celebrated for capturing the camaraderie of early jazz.


Condon's wit was as legendary as the music he boosted. Here is Condon on modern jazz: The boppers flat their fifths. We consume ours." On Bix Beiderbecke: 'The sound came out like a girl saying yes." On the New York subway: "It was my first ride in a sewer."


When his memoir was first published—to great acclaim—in 1947, he was well known as a newspaper columnist, radio personality, saloon keeper, guitarist, and bandleader. He was the ideal man to come up with an insightful portrait of the early days of white jazz, and his book offers nonpareil accounts of many of the jazz greats of that era, including Beiderbecke, Fats Waller, Jack Teagarden, Jimmy McPartland, Gene Krupa, Bessie Smith, Louis Armstrong, and Bing Crosby.


These were the days when jazz was popularly associated with Paul Whiteman and Irving Berlin. Condon considered true jazz an outlaw music and himself an outlaw. He and his cohorts tried to get as close as possible to the black roots of jazz, a scandalous thing in the '20s. Along the way, he facilitated one of the first integrated recording sessions.


We Called It Music, with the 1992 DaCapo paperback version published with an introduction by Gary Giddins that places the book in historical context, remains essential reading for anyone interested in the wild and restless beginnings of America's great musical art, or in the wit and vinegar of Eddie Condon.


The following excerpts from Condon’s We Called It Music will give you an idea of the nature of the writing of the book and afford a description about the dynamics between King Oliver, Pops and Bix in the socio-cultural environment that was Chicago in the 1920s. In its own way, it was a melting pot analogous to New Orleans in the preceding decade but with different elements: the Creole Jazz Band, the New Orleans Rhythm Kings, the Wolverines, the Austin High Gang and individual musicians including Benny Goodman and Davey Tough [not to mention Al Capone, the Chicago gangsters and the era of Prohibition brought in by the Volstead Act 1919/1920].


“Ain’t none of them played like him yet,” the title of a Brigitte Berman film taken from a quotation about Bix Beiderbecke attributed to Louis Armstrong, reflects the fact that although the young white musicians in Chicago were heavily influenced by the Black musicians who had come to town primarily from New Orleans, they went on to develop their own musical personalities and styles.


“CHICAGO'S SOUTH SIDE gave jazz a sincere welcome. When King Joe Oliver arrived in 1918 representatives of two bands met him at the station. Eddie Venson wanted him to play at the Royal Gardens Cafe with Jimmy Noone,  Bill Johnson and Sidney Bechet were on hand to persuade him to join them at the Dreamland. The discussion shifted from the station to a bar and reached an amicable decision. Oliver joined both bands, playing early with one, late with the other. There was no one to challenge his title of King except Freddie Keppard. Keppard dropped in at the Royal Gardens one night and Oliver took him on in a "cutting" contest. The consensus was that, "Joe Oliver beat the socks off Keppard!”


Back in New Orleans, where he was born in 1885, Oliver learned music slowly. He began in formal fashion, reading notes and playing with a children's band. Once the children's band went on tour and Joe returned with a scar over one eye; someone had struck him with a broomstick. For a while he was called "Bad Eye" Joe. When he first played with the Eagle Band he was sent home because he played "so loud and so bad." He was confused because the players improvised instead of following the score. Gradually he learned the technique of improvisation and eventually produced a stomp of his own, called Dippermouth.


He went to work in Storyville, and there he heard nothing but praise for Freddie Keppard and Manuel Perez. It irritated him; in his own opinion he was better than both men. He played in a cabaret at the Corner of Bienville and Marais Streets, with Big Eye Louis on clarinet, Deedee Chandler on drums, and Richard Jones at the piano. One night between numbers the musicians began talking about Keppard and Perez. Oliver stood up and walked to the piano. "Jones," he said, "best it out in B fiat."


Jones began and Joe put his cornet to his lips and blew. He walked out into the street and pointed his horn first at the cabaret where Keppard worked, then at the cafe where Perez was playing. He blew with such power that every bed and bar in the neighborhood emptied. People poured into the street and crowded around Joe, while he blew and blew, swinging his cornet from one target to the other. When everyone knew what he was doing and was satisfied with the way he was doing if, he turned and led the people inside. After that he was King Joe.


In Chicago in 1920 he organized his own Creole Jazz Band and took it to California. Returning to the south side he went again to the Royal Gardens, now re-christened the Lincoln Gardens. In 1922 he decided to send for his boy Louis Armstrong to play second cornet. Louis arrived and stood outside the cafe listening to the music, afraid to go in. He couldn't believe he was in Chicago, hired to play in a band with Papa Joe Oliver.


Louis Armstrong learned to play a cornet in the Waif's Home in New Orleans, to which he was sent for firing a pistol within the city limits on New Year's Day, 1913. Before that he haunted Storyville at night, singing in an urchins' quartet, playing on a guitar made from a cigar box. As he grew he played in cabarets, gin mills, and barrel houses. He spent two seasons with Fate Marable's band on the Streckfus river boats.


He composed a tune which later became very popular and sold it for fifty dollars. He was twenty-two when he arrived in Chicago on the night of July 8th. Listening to Papa Joe he thought, "I wonder if I'm good enough to play in that band." He was. People used to say to Oliver, "That boy will blow you out of business." Joe would smile and say, "He won't hurt me while he's in my band."


Before prohibition poured white patrons into the south side cafes there were white boys gathered around the bandstands at the Dreamland and Lincoln Gardens, some of them startlingly young. Musicians were discovering the new music and listening to its masters. Members of the New Orleans Rhythm Kings, the white jazz orchestra at Friars' Inn, came to listen to their old Storyville colleagues. They listened so well that one of their recordings, Tin Roof Blues, contained more than a surface resemblance to King Oliver's Jazzin' Babies' Blues.


The younger white boys were high-school students — Dave Tough, George Wettling, Francis Muggsy Spanier, Benny Goodman, and a group from Austin High on the west side: Jimmy McPartland, Lawrence Bud Freeman, Frank Teschemacher, and Jim Lannigan. At home these boys practiced and listened to records by the Rhythm Kings and the Oliver band; they were determined to play jazz. They formed small orchestras, played at school dances, and went to the south side or to Friars' Inn to take lessons from the masters of their respective instruments — Baby Dodds on drums, Jimmy Noone and Johnny Dodds and Leon Roppolo on clarinet, Joe and Louis on cornet, George Brunies on trombone.


The star of the New Orleans Rhythm Kings was Leon Roppolo, who played clarinet; the driving force of the band was George Brunies, the trombone player. Both were from New Orleans; both were from musical families; both were veterans of Storyville. Roppolo ran away from home when he was fourteen and played in a band with Bee Palmer's act on the Orpheum circuit; the police found him and sent him home. He worked then at the Halfway House in Storyville with Abbie Brunies, George's brother. In Chicago in 1920 he and George and Paul Mares played at the Cascades Ballroom, where the piano was half a tone off. They organized the New Orleans Rhythm Kings and got a job at Friars' Inn on the strength of their version of Wabash Blues. So enchanted were the Rhythm Kings with Chicago life that after work in the early dawn they rode around for hours on the elevated. Roppolo slowly went mad; he liked to lean against a telephone pole with his clarinet and improvise on the rhythm he heard humming in the wires. He stood on the stand at the Friars' Inn and played chorus after chorus while the customers stopped dancing to listen. The manager begged him to stop so the people could sit down and spend some money. When he was harmlessly insane he went back to New Orleans and Abbie Brunies took him again into the band at the Halfway House and looked after him.


They all knew Bix Beiderbecke, the round-eyed, eager-faced youngster from Davenport with the mousy hair and the marvelous ear. They knew the Condon kid from Chicago Heights, too; he was small, quick-moving, clothes-conscious, sharp-tongued, seldom still, and forever organizing parties, dates, and excursions to the south side. They called him "Slick." He was innocently frank with phonies; otherwise he talked in a mixture of understatement and hyperbole. About Louis Armstrong's cornet playing he would say, "It doesn't bother me." In describing Gene Krupa to George Wettling he said, "He's got a seventy-two-inch heart." He was passionately, deeply devoted to jazz, proselyted constantly in its behalf, refused to solo on his own instrument, and pioneered in the appreciation of Beiderbecke. Bix's playing never bothered him; Bix's indifference to clothes and fresh linen and romance did.


Bix was never actually a person; he was a living legend. Nothing which has been invented about him is as accurately symbolical as the everyday things he did. Without effort he personified jazz; by natural selection he devoted himself to the outstanding characteristics of the music he loved. He was obsessed with it; with the aid of prohibition and its artifacts he drove away all other things — food, sleep, women, ambition, vanity, desire. He played the piano and the cornet, that was all; when he was sick the Whiteman band kept an empty chair for him; when he died no one was glad and many wept.


He was born Leon Bismark Beiderbecke on March 10, 1903, in Davenport, Iowa. As a child he reached to the keyboard and picked out tunes; he knew the air of The Second Hungarian Rhapsody when he was three. He took a few lessons; he didn't learn to read music. On the river boats which came to Davenport in summer he heard jazz. He bought a cornet and taught himself to play; his fingering was unorthodox; he developed a round, full tone which was a wonder and a delight to all who heard it.


For a brief period he attended Lake Forest Academy in Chicago; he won prizes in music and flunked everything else. He listened to the jazz bands in Chicago, and when the players knew him and had heard him they asked him to sit in. He jobbed around with small pickup bands through the Middle West until 1923, when Dick Voynow, a piano player, organized the Wolverines. They made records for Gennett, a small recording studio at Richmond, Indiana, owned by the Starr Company, Hoagy Carmichael heard Bix and brought the Wolverines to Indiana University in the spring of 1924; alter eight return visits on eight successive week ends the Bix legend was begun. The Wolverines toot their place as one of the great white jazz bands; their records were a sensation; Bix was on his way.


In Chicago, young Condon and his friends played the records of the Wolverines and waited impatiently for Bix to hit town so they could hear him on the piano and take him to hear Bessie Smith. Bessie was Empress of the Blues. Ma Rainey, another great blues singer, discovered her in Tennessee, singing for $2.50 a week in tent shows. Bessie had a contralto voice of such power and range and tone, of such richness and adaptability, that there was no one to rival or imitate or follow her. She was unmatched; in the days before the depression Negroes stood in line all over the country to buy her records: Empty Bed Blues, Careless Love, Nobody Knows You When You're Down And Out, Young Woman's Blues. She sang many of the blues written by Clarence Williams, the New Orleans piano player who migrated to Chicago, opened a music shop on State Street, and became the publisher of his own songs.


State Street was lined with cafes and theaters where jazz bands played — the Elite, the Pekin, the Fiume, the Dreamland, the Panama, the Rose Garden, the Edelweiss and the Little Edelweiss, the Open Air Gardens, and the Vendome and Lincoln Theaters. There was also the New Orleans Babe's Saloon and Restaurant, and, nearby on Wabash Avenue, the Dusty Bottom open air cafe. Wandering from saloon to saloon was a man named Jimmy Yancey, a piano player with a strong, rolling, rhythmic bass. Jimmy had been a vaudeville performer; now he was a favorite at rent parties. When things were low just before dawn he played his Five O'clock Blues. Others picked up his style—Pine Top Smith, Albert Ammons, Meade Lux Lewis. It was given a name, boogie woogie.


Jazz was not considered a proper profession for well-bred young white men; band leaders who dispensed popular music were as disapproving as parents who revered Beethoven. The Austin High boys and their friends had to work in cabarets and speakeasies; Al Capone and his lieutenants replaced the madams of Storyville as sponsors for the new music. Playing in small groups, experimenting with techniques, the youngsters developed a style based upon but different from New Orleans jazz. The beat was pushed and nervous, the tympani had the urgent sound of Indian drums; there was tenseness, almost frenzy, in the solo flights of the horns; there was not the unhurried, effortless, relaxed mood of Negro jazz.


Improvisation by adolescent white boys reared in polite homes was bound to be different from the conversational instrumentation of colored men belonging to a minority of thirteen million submerged in the freest nation on earth. It was a fresh expression, a new voice; it was first heard outside its habitat when in 1928 Okeh released a record made by seven of the youngsters: Frank Teschemaker, Bud Freeman, Jimmy McPartland, Joe Sullivan, Jim Lannigan, Gene Krupa, and Eddie Condon. Condon organized the band, Red McKenzie arranged the recording date.

McKenzie was an ex-jockey, born in Holy Name parish in St. Louis in 1899, the last of ten children, christened William. After breaking both arms in his chosen profession he retired and hopped bells at the Claridge Hotel in St. Louis. Standing on the sidewalk waiting for patrons to arrive he folded a piece of paper over a comb and blew tunes to amuse himself. Across the street a Negro bootblack played a phonograph and beat out the rhythm on his customers' shoes. A young clerk named Dick Slevin came out of Butler Brothers Store with a kazoo' and hummed along with the music. McKenzie crossed the street and joined in. Slevin knew a man named Jack Bland who played a banjo. Bland, Slevin, and McKenzie began playing together. They went to Chicago with Gene Rodemich’s band as a novelty. Isham Jones got them a recording date with Brunswick. They played Arkansas Blues and Blue Blues; the records sold more than a million copies. The Mound City Blue Blowers, as they called themselves, went on tour. In Atlantic City McKenzie met Eddie Lang, another banjo player. McKenzie persuaded him to take np the guitar and join the Blowers. It was Lang who so popularized the guitar that the banjo disappeared from jazz orchestras. Before that happened McKenzie met another banjo player in Chicago, took him into partnership, and brought liim to New York.”


[That other banjo player was Eddie Condon …. To be continued].




Pete Christlieb - The Gordon Jack Interview [From the Archives]

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“It was thanks to Bob Cooper that I became one of the Lighthouse All-Stars. … I played with Sonny Criss there, and going toe-to-toe with him was like standing in front of a wheat-eater. I mean, he was geared to play with guys like Sonny Stitt, which I wasn't at the time, and I got beat-up pretty good. He was impressed that I was willing to get up on the stand with him, so we became buddies and he was like a father figure to me.”
- Pete Christlieb


“In the early seventies I met Warne Marsh for the first time at a rehearsal with Clare Fischer's big band. The tenors sat next to each other, and we shook hands as Clare counted off "Lennie's Pennies." Playing Tristano’s line for the first time was like trying to change the fan belt on a car while it is still running.”
- Pete Christlieb


I did get to play with Basie in 1983, when Eric Schneider telephoned and asked me to dep for him during the band's week-long appearance at Disneyworld. Danny Turner and Eric Dixon were in the section, and the first tune every night was "Corner Pocket," featuring me. I had been listening to that arrangement for years, so I didn't have to read it; I just walked up to the microphone and blew the shit out of the solo. On the first night, after I sat down, Basie leaned over to me and said, "What did you say your name was?"
- Pete Christlieb


One of the great benefits of residing in Southern California has been the opportunity to listen to Pete Christlieb perform on many occasions in a variety of Jazz settings.


He is a tower of power on the instrument and plays it with great command, singularity and inventiveness. A few notes and you know its Pete. The kind of original voice all Jazz players strive to achieve seems to flow effortlessly from the bell of his horn.


While playing in a big band, all of his sax section mates pay him the ultimate compliment of looking up at him when he stands to solo and nodding their heads in approval at his creations.


When soloing in a small group, you hate to be the one taking your solo after his. He is such a forceful and singular improviser whether he’s devastating the changes to Cherokee or enhancing the melodic beauty and lyrical poignancy of If You Could See Me Now that it takes the audience a bit of time to deal with the “after shock!”


Sadly, although he’s played with the big bands of Woody Herman, Louie Bellson and Bill Holman, as well as, being a fixture for two decades on Doc Severinson’s “Tonight Show” Band, he has never had a recording contract with a major label.


Not surprisingly for someone who is such a dominant and overriding soloist, Pete holds strong opinions and views about Jazz music and Jazz makers.  He has also had a variety of mentors whom he recalls fondly including, Russ Cheaver of the Hollywood Saxophone Quartet, Bob Cooper whose place he took with the Lighthouse All-Stars, and indirectly, Eddie “Lockjaw” Davis, who had a great influence on Pete’s style, and Warne Marsh, with whom Pete recorded three wonderful albums.


His time on all of these major bands, his influences and his gigs with everyone from Chet Baker to Frank Rosolino are all recounted in the following interview as given to Gordon Jack, Fifties Jazz Talk: An Oral Retrospective [Lanham, Maryland: The Scarecrow Press, 2004, pp. 53-60; paragraphing modified].


Gordon’s interview with Pete also appeared in JazzJournal magazinein March, 2000. You can locate more information on the latter by going here.




© -Gordon Jack, used with the author’s permission; copyright protected; all rights reserved.


Despite his nearly forty years in the business, it is still one of the very best kept secrets in jazz that Pete Christlieb is one of the music's most exciting and inventive tenor players. He has worked with Count Basie, Louie Bellson, Bob Florence, and Woody Herman. When we met in 1999, he was a featured soloist with the Bill Holman band at a party to celebrate Vic Lewis's eightieth birthday.


“I was born on March 16, 1945, in Los Angeles. My father was a professional bassoon player at Twentieth Century Fox, and as a youngster I listened with him to Boulez, Schoenberg, Stockhausen, Stravinsky, and Villa-Lobos, because our house was full of classical music. Stravinsky often came over to rehearse with my dad, so it is not surprising that I took up the bassoon and, a little later, the violin.


It wasn't until I was about thirteen years old that I first heard some jazz. We had a few Gerry Mulligan Quartet albums lying around the house, and that's when I decided to learn the saxophone, which turned out to be a lot easier than the violin; you press a button and you get a note.


When I was about sixteen, I played in a Saturday morning rehearsal band with some other kids my age, and occasionally somebody good would sit in, to show us how the charts should really sound. The great Joe Maini once visited and played the lead alto chair, and he was so good, it was frightening. He more or less said, "You follow me, kid, and try to stick close to my ass, because we're going down the road and we're going fast!" Man, what authority. It was just fantastic to play in the section with him.


The first road band I played with was Sy Zentner, who gave me a call when I was about eighteen and flew me to Chicago. Although it was a dance band, they had a lot of nice arrangements, and being the solo tenor, I had the opportunity to play a little bit. Of course I wanted to be like Gerry Mulligan and play in a small group, but before you can do that, you have to pay your dues and go to "boot camp" on the road in a bus, just like everyone else.


Sy told me there were also some clarinet parts, so before I left town, I had to take lessons real quick with Russ Cheaver, who was wonderful. He was at Fox with my father and had played many fine clarinet solos in motion pictures over the years, and he was also the lead soprano with the Hollywood Saxophone Quartet. In just three lessons he taught me enough for my chair, which was really "industrial strength" clarinet, where you don't play any lead or any jazz, just a lot of whole notes. Gene Goe, who was the lead trumpet with Basie for a long time, was in the band. The bass player was Jeff Castleman, who had recommended me to Sy. Jeff eventually went with Duke Ellington and married the singer Trish Turner.


When we were playing opposite Harry James at Lake Tahoe, I used to sit in with his band when Sy's gig finished, because Harry's last set was a jam session. We stood next to each other, and he was just outstanding. Even though he was a hell of a drinker, he could always function, and he was such a great instrumentalist, he could play every part in the book. Harry was wonderful, and there was a camaraderie in his band rather like a bunch of guys fighting a war.


I was still too young to get into most of the jazz clubs, where you had to be twenty-one because of the drinking laws, but the Lighthouse served food, which gave them a loophole. Teenagers could go and listen, and that's where I asked Bob Cooper for some lessons. It turned out that he lived a block from our house and knew my father by reputation, and although he was not a regular teacher, I went to him for a couple of years for fine-tuning. If Lester Young had lived that long, I think he might have sounded like Coop, because Bob was such a fluent player.


He started me thinking about new possibilities and other avenues for improvisation, and we studied the old Nicolas Slonimsky book on scales and melodic patterns that everybody has [Thesaurus of Scales and Melodic Patterns]. If you really listen, you will hear people quoting from that book all the time. You know, the more I listen to Al Cohn and Zoot Sims from those days, the more I realize how much they influenced me, because they were both highly lyrical "Song in My Heart" type players, just like Bob.


When I was in New York in the early sixties, I used to visit the Half Note and watch Zoot go through his routine of looking away from the bartender and dropping his empty glass fifteen feet from the bandstand. The guy would catch it, fill it up, and pass it right back up to him. Zoot was a clever guy; he was like the Will Rogers of the tenor. Al was also clever and very funny, and together they were pretty wild. I got to know Al well a few years later at the Dick Gibson Jazz Parties in Colorado, and I told him what a pleasure it was playing with someone I idolized as a child. I used flattery as my opening approach, and it worked!


It was thanks to Bob Cooper that I became one of the Lighthouse All-Stars. He was playing on the Dean Martin Show at NBC, so he used to send me to me club as his substitute. I played with Sonny Criss there, and going toe-to-toe with him was like standing in front of a wheat-eater. I mean, he was geared to play with guys like Sonny Stitt, which I wasn't at the time, and I got beat-up pretty good. He was impressed that I was willing to get up on the stand with him, so we became buddies and he was like a father figure to me. I also played a few weeks with Hampton Hawes, who was a sweetheart. And Frank Butler, another genius, was the drummer. This was around 1965, but it wasn't too long before they changed the format and the Lighthouse All-Star era sort of "uglied" away into the sunset, collapsing in a heap of dust.


Soon afterwards, Chet Baker called me for a gig with Terry Trotter, Ray Brown, and Colin Bailey at one of those unattractive little bars near L.A. airport, the Boom-Boom room or some such name. It was a strange part of town, but people were flocking there to hear the great Chet. There was nothing written; he just called tunes and we played. After that, he had another date in Pueblo, Colorado, and he asked me to go with him. If I had been a little older and wiser, I would have asked for the money up front, because at the end of the week I didn't get enough from him to pay my hotel bill, let alone get home. This is what happens when you work for a junkie, so you really have to watch out for yourself.


Musically it was the best because he was playing beautifully, but everything else was a tragedy! I did some tunes alone with the rhythm section that I wanted him to play, and after a couple of times he had them down - he had great ears. Anyway, my wife and I had only been married a couple of months, and here we were in this little hotel in Colorado Springs; eventually I had to wire for money to get home, and that was the end of my career with Chet Baker. I think Phil Urso took my place.


I went back to L.A. and got a call from trumpeter Bobby Bryant, who was in town and making a big impression with Gerald Wilson's band. He wanted me for his steady gig at Marty's down on 58th and Broadway, which featured a hot organ and two-tenor group, along with Bobby.


This was around the time of the big riot in Watts, and the club was located at ground zero there. I waltzed on over, and the first thing they told me to do was to take the battery out and put it in the trunk so I could start my car after the job.


I was replacing Herman Riley for six weeks while he went on the road with Louie Bellson and Pearl Bailey, and the other tenor was Hadley Caliman, who was quite an exponent of the John Coltrane approach. Now I was from the tough "Lockjaw" Davis school, with some Gene Ammons, Coleman Hawkins, and Zoot Sims thrown in, so we went at it like a sword fight in a pirate picture every night! Bobby was on staff at NBC, so he would come in later and get in the middle, saying something like, "O.K., you guys-cool down!"


It was a wonderful experience. I learned the technique of how to really work a rhythm section on the bandstand - what to do and what not to do, and if you are going to play more than two choruses on anything, you had better have a good reason. That job lasted a couple of years, because when Herman got back, Hadley took off.


In 1966 I was at the Flamingo in Las Vegas, backing Della Reese with another two-tenor and trumpet group. Buddy Childers was the leader, and the other tenor was Jimmy "Night Train" Forrest. Della was a big star, but she was a real sweetheart, and it was fun working for her because she didn't act big time at all  - just a great gal and one of the guys.


Woody Herman was at the Tropicana, and Buddy used to hang out there all the time, and when our job with Della finished, it was Buddy who recommended me to Woody, because Joe Farrell was leaving. Bill Byrne, who played trumpet and was the band manager, called and asked me to join them at the Chez Club in West Hollywood. I had all the records with Sal Nistico and the '63-64 band, so I was already familiar with the music, and I was like a young lion ready to take on the world - let me have at it! I really roared through the stuff, and Woody was pretty cool.


At the end of the first week, we had a party at his house in the Hollywood Hills, which used to be Humphrey Bogart's old place, and he gave us the "Cook's Tour." We got to this beautiful bathroom, which looked like the municipal plunge. It was like a big swimming pool about eight feet deep, and it would have taken about two hours to fill it up. I said something like, "Hell, Woody, what do you need that for?" and he said "To soak a sore ass, kid. Now keep moving and don't loiter!"


The word was that we were going to Europe, and two days before we were due to split, Woody said he wanted to talk to me. I thought that I had been doing pretty well and he wanted to give me a raise, but he told me that I was not going, which was like a harpoon to the old ego.


Apparently Sal Nistico wanted to come back, and Woody needed him for his big name and crowd appeal, because he would be a big draw in Europe. The deal in those days with big bands was that if they let you go, they had to give two weeks notice or two weeks pay, and as they were leaving straight away, I was supposed to get the money, which was $300.  At the time, everyone was making $150 a week unless you were on Basie's band, for instance, where some of those guys were on about $500, and Sonny Payne was probably getting $2,500 a week. Woody said to go and see his personal manager, Abe Turchen, and you can guess exactly what happened; I got nothing but a promise. About a week later, Byrne phoned from Switzerland and told me that, as soon as the plane landed Sal disappeared and wasn't seen again.


They had been using some other guy, but Woody wanted me back. No. had just had a call from one of the trombone players who was booking for Buddy Rich's band, and he offered me $175, so I told Bill I would come back for $225 clear. In other words, they could pay the tax. He replied, "$225 clear? I'll have to ask Woody." I could hear Woody in the room with Bill saying, "Christlieb that S.O.B.! Stan Getz didn't get $225 clear." Then Bill says, "Well, that'll be fine with Woody!"


I rejoined the band in Oklahoma City, and by this time it was a completely different band; everyone had left. Cecil Payne was on baritone, and the other tenors were Steve Lederer and Steve Marcus. With Woody, if you played first tenor, you had all the hip lead parts and the third chair had all the jazz. I was playing second, which was known as "The Bermuda Triangle," where you got nothing. It was the lackluster position in the band, with no fun and no glory. I had no jazz to play except on the last set every night, when I had a couple of choruses of the blues in A-flat on "Woodchoppers Ball." Eventually I told Woody that it was ridiculous, because I had come on the band to blow, so I quit and I never did get my $300!


Around 1970 1 had a call from Louie Bellson, who was rehearsing a band down at the union prior to going on the road with Pearl Bailey. He is the nicest man in the world, and I am still working with him thirty years later.


Just before joining Louie, I had been working at a club owned by Fletcher Henderson's brother, Horace. He had known Pearl for years, and he gave me a note for her. She always did have an ego like a blowtorch, and when I gave it to her, she just exploded and started shouting at me about taking up her time with something she considered trivial. Louie told her to give me a break, and the next day, she bought me an expensive sweater as an apology. During the tour, every time we had a scene, she bought me another one, and I still have about twenty-five beautiful sweaters from getting beat-up by Pearl Bailey!


One night I fell asleep onstage, and she hit me so hard that I fell over and took the rest of the sax section with me, music stands and all! The audience loved it and thought it was part of the act because it looked like the Keystone Cops. Louie told me that when Joe Louis was guesting with them in the fifties, she kept picking on Joe and throwing punches at him. Eventually he said to Louie, "Please tell your old lady to cut it out, because it really hurts when she hits, man. She's got a helluva punch!"


I made the first few rehearsals with Supersax, but I quit very soon because it was so arduous and repetitive. The concept of playing Charlie's solos was beautiful, and when I heard their first record, I was a little envious of the guys who stuck with it, because it took a long time to get it right. It needed a certain personality who would sit down and work hard, but I was not willing to spend that much time. If there had been opportunities to blow, I might have remained, but the guys were so tired from playing about 23,000 notes that, when it reached the point of someone taking a chorus, the saxes needed a rest. That's why Frank Rosolino or Conte Candoli were hired.


In the early seventies I met Warne Marsh for the first time at a rehearsal with Clare Fischer's big band. The tenors sat next to each other, and we shook hands as Clare counted off "Lennie's Pennies." Playing Tristano’s line for the first time was like trying to change the fan belt on a car while it is still running. Afterwards, Warne told me that he was using an album of mine as a teaching device for one of his students, demonstrating which series of notes I used moving from chord to chord. He actually told me things about my playing I didn't know I was doing. He was totally unique, and you will never in your life hear anyone play with quite that same chromatic approach. The Tristano method could be tedious and involved, but Warne made it more palatable and less cumbersome by swinging a little harder. I learned different ways of improvising from him, especially with regard to economy and selectivity.'


I was on the Tonight Show from 1970 to 1990, and it was a great gig with steady money. We made scale, which was $175 per night, plus doubles, although everyone thought we made a lot more because they saw us on T.V. every night. These days, on the Star Trek show, for instance, I play clarinet, bass clarinet, flute, and a little tenor, and in one four-hour call, I take home what I used to make in an entire week on the Tonight Show. All through those years, I had regular offers to tour with people like Count Basie and Harry James, but I always sent one of my students. I kick myself now for turning down some good offers, but why go on the road when I had a steady gig in town?


I did get to play with Basie in 1983, when Eric Schneider telephoned and asked me to dep for him during the band's weeklong appearance at Disneyworld. Danny Turner and Eric Dixon were in the section, and the first tune every night was "Corner Pocket," featuring me. I had been listening to that arrangement for years, so I didn't have to read it; I just walked up to the microphone and blew the shit out of the solo. On the first night, after I sat down, Basie leaned over to me and said, "What did you say your name was?" I told him again, but he wasn't too good on long names, so he announced every number with, "Ladies and gentleman, Pete's on tenor" or "Now we are going to turn Pete loose on . . . " etc., etc. He gave me features on everything and, man, I played high, fast, and loud all week and got to hang out with all those great guys. I have a tape of one of the shows, so now I can tell my grandchildren I played with Count Basie.


Over the years I worked a lot with Frank Rosolino, who had a real gift, and we had a wonderful relationship. He was a great trombone player and scat singer, and he swung so hard, it was like playing with another saxophone, because he had such facility. He was also extremely funny, and on the bandstand he could create total, hilarious bedlam. Sometimes the band couldn't play because we were too busy laughing. I knew nothing about his domestic problems, but they were enough to set him off, turning the whole thing into a tragic Italian opera, where everybody dies in the end, leaving everything in a minor key.


I had been working with Bob Florence, but when Bob Cooper passed away in 1993, 1 took his place on Bill Holman's band, and I have been there ever since. You know, people ask me about "free" jazz, which I have never liked, because there is enough freedom in the legitimate avenues of expression which hasn't been exhausted. Suppose you have eighteen guys together and, after the downbeat, you let them play free. It sounds like they are warming up. Someone has to come in and say, "Stop. Let's get down to business," and that someone would be Bill Holman, who is the leader of the intelligent big band movement.


When Warne Marsh improvised, he could put a phrase anywhere between beats one and four and have it resolve twenty bars later in exactly the same place -displacement, in other words. As a writer, nobody can do that better than Bill Holman, and he is also a master of tension and release. He has a wonderful way of building tension and then more tension until you wonder if it is ever going to release, and when it does, the band is like a juggernaut coming out of the pipe with a momentum that is totally elevating. We have a lot of fun playing his music, but I don't know if every little detail is always right, because if concentration is lost for a second, you can slip out of the cog. I always tell anyone new who sits next to me that if he is playing with me, he is almost certainly lost; we all have our own part. There is nobody in the world who can shine Bill Holman's shoes when it comes to writing for a big band.


I have already mentioned some other influences, but Eddie "Lockjaw" Davis was also very important to me because he was so different to everyone else. Nobody could ever copy his incredibly ornate false fingerings, and he had about fifteen for any note you can think of. He was like a trombone with a plunger, only he was doing it on a saxophone. He could get the timbre, the slant, and the growl, swinging and ricocheting off this note and that note, and when he put it all together, he created a sense of excitement that had you on the edge of your seat. I had known him for years, and when we spoke before he died, I gave him a hug and a big kiss and told him how much I loved him and what his playing meant to me. I also listened a lot to the "Tasmanian Devil" of the tenor, the wonderful Johnny Griffin, who plays fast and furious. Sonny Rollins was important too, for his sound and tremendous command of the horn.


I have several tenors, but my favorite is an old 1949 Selmer with a balanced action, and I use a two and a half Rico plastic reed with a wide-open Berg Larsen mouthpiece, which gives me a lot of flexibility and lets me play. A closer lay with a three or four reed needs too much pressure, because it is like trying to get a diving board to vibrate. You have to blow so hard that you run out of air halfway between an idea and completing the phrase. Why work so hard? Phil Woods has a similar set-up to me, as did Al Cohn and Zoot Sims, but there are exceptions like that good old Washington boy, Corky Corcoran. He had a sound like a tree trunk because he used a five reed on his Link mouthpiece, which had a very narrow lay.


You know, you need other interests in life besides playing and rehearsing with bands every day, which is why I have been involved in drag racing for thirty years. They are the cars that do zero to two hundred miles an hour in seven seconds and need a parachute to stop. I used to drive, but now I just build them for my kids to race. Mechanically they need the same preventative maintenance program that an aircraft has, so with the cars and the music, I manage to keep pretty busy.”




Saying "Goodbye" to Dick Berk: 1939-2014 [From the Archives]

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[I'm re-posting this for my friend Marla who was is a fan of Dick's, both as a musician and as a person.]

For a number of years in the late 1980s, drummer Dick Berk led groups at Alfonse’s, a restaurant on Riverside Drive in Toluca Lake, Ca.


It was named after Alfonse Sorrentino, one of three brothers who also owned Sorrentino’s Seafood Restaurant which was just a few blocks away at the corner of Riverside and Pass Avenues in Burbank, CA.


Before he settled in Portland, OR in the Pacific Northwest, I got to know Dick Berk pretty well during this period in his career.


Because we both held strong opinions about drums and drumming, we argued about everything to do with them all the time.


Whatever it was - cymbals - his sounded too “dishy” and he thought mine sounded too “clicky;” sticks - he liked a pointed tip while I preferred a rounded ball - bass drum muffling - he played his bass drum wide open while I liked mine to “thud; we never agreed on anything.


Of course, it was all said in jest, and the other musicians knew this was the case, but every so often, a few people would take it seriously and move their drinks away to a new seat at the bar all the while wondering who were those “drum nuts.”


At the time, Dick was trying out different versions of what ultimately became his Jazz Adoption Society and the one I always preferred the best was the group that featured trombonist Andy Martin.


It was hard to improve on slide trombonist Andy Martin as a lead instrument in a Jazz combo, but Dick found a way to do it when he later added valve trombonist Mike Fahn to the group. To top it off he brought guitarist Dan Faehnle and pianist Tad Weed on board and very fortuitously saved the music of this outstanding bunch of musicians on a series of discs that he made for Reservoir Records.



One night I was reflecting on the mentoring role that drummer Art Blakey provided to young musicians in bringing them into the various quintets that he led for almost forty years.


Blakey’s Jazz Messengers proved to be a training ground for trumpeters such as Freddie Hubbard, Valery Ponomarev and Wynton Marsalis, tenor saxophonists Hank Mobely, Wayne Shorter and Branford Marsalis, pianists Bobby Timmons, Cedar Walton and Bennie Green, and bassists including Doug Watkins, Jymie Merritt and Reggie Workman.


After making these remarks, I turned to Dick and said: “Berk, as a drummer who leads bands that nurture lots of young musicians, you remind me of Art Blakey."


Dick looked at me, got a big smile on his face and replied: “You know, man, we finally found something we can agree on!”


Dick Berk passed away on February 8, 2014 at the age of 74.


The editorial staff at JazzProfiles wanted to remember him on these pages with the following overview of his career which appeared on the Oregon Life website and with the video tribute to him that follows the write-up.


© -OregonLive, copyright protected; all rights reserved.


“At 17, Dick Berk was the drummer in Billie Holiday’'s band. Now the 73-year-old plays most Tuesdays in Hillsboro.


Berk was a talented young San Francisco drummer in the 1950s when musicians and clubs noticed him. He played from 2 to 6 a.m. at the city's legendary Bop City jazz club.


"I'd go to high school during the day and play at night," Berk said with a shrug recently in a booth at Coyote's Bar & Grill in Hillsboro. Tuesday evenings, he backs up Laura Cunard, a Portland singer, and keyboard and left-handed bass player.


He'd sleep between school and showtime and earned $7 a night during the week and $10 on weekends.


"Doesn't sound like much, but in those days you could buy a complete dinner in Chinatown for 45 cents," he said.


Berk turned down a scholarship to Massachusetts Institute of Technology to work the jazz clubs, causing his mother to be "mad as hell," he added. He eventually went on to study for a year at Berklee College of Music with Alan Dawson, another respected jazz drummer.


He played the clubs and rubbed shoulders with jazz greats from the era, and was recommended to Billie Holiday when Papa Jo Jones left the band.


"Those were big shoes to fill," said Berk.



He recalls playing one night at San Francisco's Black Hawk nightclub and grew so absorbed watching Holiday sing that he actually forgot to play.


"We got along great," he said, in spite of it.


Berk played in Holiday's band, including at the first Monterey Jazz Festival in 1958, until her death in 1959.


During more than 50 years on the road, he went on to back up many jazz legends, including Count Basie, Ella Fitzgerald and Anita O'Day, and played later with modern jazz artists, including Herbie Hancock, Charles Mingus, Milt Jackson, George Duke, Cal Tjader, Jean-Luc Ponty and Blue Mitchell.


As leader of the Jazz Adoption Agency since the early 1980s, Berk is considered important both as a drummer and as a talent scout.


Cunard met Berk at one of Portland jazz man Ron Steen's popular jams. She said before a recent Tuesday evening Hillsboro gig that she's learned more from Berk than from anyone.


"He forced me to step it up," said the classically trained Cunard, 53, who raised her family in Hillsboro and still has vocal students here.


The Tuesday evening jazz jams were the idea of Mike Soto, manager at Coyote's Bar and Grill and a musician himself. He's known Cunard for years and invited her to play at the restaurant to offer live jazz on the metropolitan area's westside.


"The locals seem to enjoy the music," he added.


For Berk, now a Portland resident, the jazz jams are a chance to continue doing what he loves. He has arthritis and fibromyalgia and finds the only time he is free of pain is when he's playing.


"It's one of the mysteries of life," he said. "I'm glad to have the drums to do it."


From the moment he found his father's drumsticks tucked into a box of mementos when he was 6 or 7, Berk knew he wanted to be a drummer. He never had lessons, and to hear him tell it, he never learned how to play the drums.


Berk and Cunard start jamming at 7:30 p.m. every Tuesday at Coyote's Bar & Grill, 5301 West Baseline Road, Hillsboro. For information, call 503-640-7225.


-- JoAnn Boatwright writing for Oregon Live”


The tune on the video is Tom Harrell’s Sail Away and it is performed by trombonists Andy Martin and Mike Fahn [valve], guitarist Dan Faehnle, pianist Tad Weed and bassist Phil Baker with Dick Berk on drums.

Bill on Bill: Dobbins on Holman

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“I consider Bill Holman to be one of the most important jazz arrangers and composers after Duke Ellington's generation …. Willis has certainly made his own imprint. His music continues to evolve, while always embodying the essence of jazz.”
- Bill Dobbins


The Note magazine is published twice a year by the Al Cohn Memorial Jazz Collection, East Stroudsburg University of Pennsylvania, as part of its educational outreach program.


The editor is Matt Vashlishan, D.M.A., and you can locate more information about the Al Cohn Memorial Collection, The Note magazine, and how to make a donation in support of the ACMJC by visiting this website: www.esu.edu/alcohncollection.


The edition of The Note magazine - Vol 26 - No. 1 - Issue 65, Fall/Winter 2016 features a well-written and informative essay by composer-arranger-educator Bill Dobbins on composer-arranger Bill Holman, whom many of us believe is a national treasure for the original portfolio of Jazz compositions and arrangements that he has created over the past 60 years.


Here are some excerpts from Bill Dobbins’ insightful essay:


Bill Holman: A Master of Jazz Arranging and Composing
Bill Dobbins
The Note magazine - Vol 26 - No. 1 - Issue 65, Fall/Winter 2016


“My first encounter with Bill Holman's arranging occurred a couple of years before I even recognized the name. While in high school, my awareness of big bands was limited mainly to Count Basie, Duke Ellington, Gil Evans (including the collaborations with Miles Davis) and Gerry Mulligan's Concert Jazz Band [Verve].


The Mulligan recording, which was the debut album of the band, didn't credit the arrangers for the individual tunes. I really loved all of the arrangements, but I was especially drawn toward Out Of This World and I'm Gonna' Go Fishin'. I was intrigued by the contrapuntal writing, the incorporation of bluesy elements in the melodic content and the way everything swung so powerfully. Many years later I learned that these arrangements were written by Bill Holman. …


Some of my most rewarding and gratifying experiences have been the opportunities I have had to get to know and collaborate with my musical heroes. I first got to know Bill Holman in 1985 at a jazz workshop in Tubingen, Germany, which was organized by Hans and Veronika Gruber and Advance Music. The workshop included well over a hundred students and about twenty of the world's leading jazz musicians as the faculty, including Louis Smith, Randy Brecker, Dave Liebman, Bobby Watson, Sal Nistico, Richie Beirach, ….”


“It was interesting for me to learn that Bill Holman was primarily self-taught, although he did take a few courses at Westlake College of Music, where he studied commercial writing with Russ Garcia. It was also refreshing to hear him talk about his arrangements, compositions and the creative process of writing in a simple, easy to follow manner that never got bogged down with technical complexity or pretentious academic jargon. Before the workshop was over I also found out that he was a friendly, no nonsense type of person with a dry and ever alert sense of humor. ….”


The further I got in my transcription and musical analysis, the more amazed I became at Holman's absolute mastery of the basic techniques of thematic development, counterpoint, reharmonization, orchestration and formal design. Moreover, it eventually became clear that the content of the entire piece was developed from just four simple thematic motives and/or rhythms. And many of the techniques were the same I had become familiar with in the greatest classical composers from Bach to Shostakovich


There were two overarching aspects, however, that really drove home Holman's mastery of his craft. The first was that the two uptempo movements, the first and third, began with the same 30 measures as part of an extended introduction that introduced all four of the principal motives. 

However, from the 31st measure onward, Holman developed two organically related but completely different pieces of music. The second aspect was that, having begun the outer movements with extended introductions, he balanced the whole suite near its conclusion, with a coda of more than a hundred measures. Furthermore, the coda brought back the most important thematic motives of all three movements, and each motive was transformed by a final brilliant and unexpected twist or turn that left me in a state of complete exhilaration every time I listened to whole piece without interruption….”


“ … Following a concert during which which Bill conducted the Eastman Studio Orchestra [Bill Dobbins is the resident musical director at Eastman which is located in Rochester, NY] in 2011,  I asked Holman if anyone had ever gotten together with him for a number of consecutive days to record conversations about his life in the music and his ideas about writing. When he said that no one had made such a request up to that time, I immediately got his permission to request some travel money from the school, and I set up a week during the following August to go out to Los Angeles and record a series of conversations about Holman's early years, his musical career and his thoughts on composing, arranging, musical cohorts and the creative process.


While I was in L.A., I got together with an old college friend, saxophonist Rusty Higgins, who had subbed from time to time in the Bill Holman Band since moving there in the early 70s. It was during our dinner conversation that I first learned that all of Holman's friends call him Willis. By the end of that week I got used to calling him Willis, too. I'll always have fond memories of the graciousness with which he and his wife, Nancy, opened up their home to me for those conversation sessions.


I consider Bill Holman to be one of the most important jazz arrangers and composers after Duke Ellington's generation. Throughout his career, his personal evolution has always maintained a connection to the music that first took root in him, that of Count Basie, Lester Young, Duke Ellington, Mel Lewis, Zoot Sims and other jazz giants who have made an indelible imprint on the music. Willis has certainly made his own imprint. His music continues to evolve, while always embodying the essence of jazz.”


You can checkout Bill Holman’s arrangement of Out of This World as performed by the Gerry Mulligan Concert Jazz Band on the following video.


As an interesting aside, in the early 1950’s, Gerry wrote some arrangements for the Stan Kenton Orchestra. At the time, Bill Holman was playing tenor sax in Stan’s band. A couple of years later, Bill began arranging for Stan and when asked what model he followed when arranging and orchestrating, he named Gerry Mulligan as his chief inspiration!





Tamir Hendelman - An Astoundingly Accomplished Pianist

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“Trio is the basic platform for expression for guitar. You can accompany yourself and still play Jazz choruses. You can make the group sound like a big band; you can make it quiet. You get a good feeling and you get to have fun.”
-Guitarist Barry Zweig as told to Zan Stewart, Los Angeles Times, 11.6.1997

When he is not in the company of vocalists - Tierney Sutton, Janis Mann, Diana Krall, Polly Gibbons, Barbra Streisand, Roberta Gambarini, Jackie Ryan and Natalie Cole come to mind - pianist Tamir Hendelman is featured with drummer Jeff Hamilton’s trio and, along with bassist John Clayton, he and Jeff form the rhythm section for the brilliant Clayton Hamilton Jazz Orchestra.

If that’s not enough, he heads up his own trio with Alex Frank on bass and Dean Koba on drums and also works on various projects as a sort of consulting musical director for George’s Klabin’s Resonance Records for whom he has recorded a CD entitled Destinations with bassist Marco Panascia and drummer Lewis Nash [[RCD-1017].

To put it succinctly, in any Jazz setting, Tamir is an conservatory trained [Eastman School of Music, Rochester, NY] Jazz musician who swings his backside off. Thankfully, the former didn’t interfere with the latter.

His ability to function in either environment - a classical conservatory or a Jazz club - brings to mind the early career of Andre Previn. Perhaps another commonality between Tamir and Andre is that each had a close and long term friendship with a premier Jazz drummer: in Andre’s case it was with Shelly Manne; in Tamir’s it’s been an almost 20 year association with Jeff Hamilton.

Jeff’s long involvement with piano, bass and drums trio Jazz dating back to his work in the 1970s with Monty Alexander [with bassist John Clayton] and continuing with pianists Gene Harris, Benny Green, and Geoff Keezer [all with the legendary bassist, Ray Brown] and his own trio with pianists Larry Fuller, Peter Beets and now, Tamir, have no doubt been of inestimable value to Hendelman.

Knowing how to keep things interesting with only three musicians performing each tune on the same instrument takes great skill and lots of imagination.

Which bring us to the opening quotation by guitarist Barry Zweig about the trio being a basic platform for expression. In this format, there no place to hide: the listener hears everything.

And yet because of this heightened exposure, the trio platform is also a great place to experiment with familiar songs and tunes by playing them in keys that give them a different sonority, sometimes modulating to other keys within the same tune. Tempo changes, Latin beats, styles ranging from Boogie Woogie to Classical counterpoint to Bossa Nova, adding, riffs, extensions and tags [turnarounds], mixing in original compositions with Jazz Standards and selections from the Great American Songbook to vary the program of offerings - these and other musical devices and elements can all be applied to the trio platform to engage and entertain the listener.

All of this and more is on display on the thirteen tracks that make up Playground [Swingbros CMSB-28022]Tamir’s first CD as a leader on which he is joined by bassist John Clayton and drummer Jeff Hamilton.

Here’s a narrative the contains background information on Tamir and how the Playground CD came to be.

“It all began with a concert in New York. In January 2007, after a duo set with NY bassist Jay Leonhart, pianist Tamir Hendelman was approached by Swing Bros, producer Mr. Ikuyoshi Hirakawa. Mr. Hirakawa had seen the artist perform with the Jeff Hamilton Trio and the Clayton-Hamilton Jazz Orchestra in his native Japan. After hearing the evening's performance, he invited Tamir to record his first trio album with Jeff and John and the seed for Playground was planted.

Growing up in Israel, Tamir Hendelman began keyboard studies at age 6 in Tel Aviv. At age 12, concerts given by Bobby McFerrin and Chick Corea were a revelation on the freedom of jazz music. Within a year, his family moved to Los Angeles, and by 14, Tamir had already won his first accolade in Yamaha's national keyboard competition. At 15, he toured Japan with Yamaha's Junior Original Concert group of young composers/performers. Jazz piano studies with Clare Fischer, Billy Childs and Joe Harnell followed.   This led to a summer at Tanglewood and a composition degree from the Eastman School of Music in Rochester, NY.

Summers, Tamir would return to LA, performing with saxophonists Teddy Edwards, Rickey Woodard and Jeff Clayton. His love of the Great American Songbook would lead to collaborations with vocalists such as Tierney Sutton and Barbara Morrison.

In 1999, after a duo set in an LA jazz club, Tamir was approached by drummer Jeff Hamilton, who was in attendance and was impressed with Tamir's musical approach. Jeff's musical associations since the 70’s include Monty Alexander's Trio, Ray Brown and the Oscar Peterson trio, among many others. It wasn't long after this meeting that Tamir was invited to join Jeff's trio.

Tamir returned to Japan with the Jeff Hamilton Trio in 2000. It was then he truly experienced the Japanese audience's love of Jazz. In 2001, he joined the Clayton-Hamilton Jazz Orchestra (CHJO), conducted by jazz and classical virtuoso bassist/composer/arranger and Ray Brown's favorite protege, John Clayton.

Tamir would later return to Japan for concerts with the CHJO and John Pizzarelli in 2004 and 2006 and most recently in 2008 with vocalists Natalie Cole and Roberta Gambarini and his own trio.

In recent years, in addition to touring and recording with the Hamilton Trio and CHJO, Tamir has become known as arranger/plan first with vocalists like Roberta Gambarini and Jackie Ryan, has performed with Houston Person and James Moody and more, all in addition to his own solo and trio activities.

The arrival of Tamir Hendelman's debut CD in Japan brings him full circle to a place where he first observed: "Japanese audiences are some of the most knowledgeable and dedicated jazz fans. They really listen with their hearts."
One of Tamir's most special memories was in 2001, the year he joined the CHJO and performed Oscar Peterson's Canadiana Suite. The tradition of jazz music has always been about a brotherhood of musical sharing. The genre's elders pass on their knowledge and encouragement to aspiring young talents.

One such figure is piano legend Oscar Peterson, whose passing in 2007 left echoes of his greatness in the jazz world. Peterson's music, loved by many, has been a great influence on jazz pianists of the next generation. He himself nurtured young talents, watching over them and sharing his insights.

On August 21, 2001, the CHJO premiered John Clayton's new orchestration of Oscar Peterson's Canadiana Suite at the Hollywood Bowl. The crowd of 17,000 music lovers celebrated the occasion graced by Peterson, the honored guest. At the piano was Tamir Hendelman.

Oscar Peterson wrote his thoughts on his web journal on Sept. 10, 2001:

"As I sat In the wings, I was exhilarated to hear this different and thoughtful reading of my compositions... I must single out some wonderful and creative solo segments by a young pianist named Tamir Hendelman. It was a satisfying feeling to follow the various tunes and then suddenly hear a new young voice make some exhilarating and thoughtful solos in the spaces that I used to occupy in those pieces. I was not only pleased to hear this invigorating performance of my work, but also refreshed by the inventive passages provided by Tamir. I look forward to hearing more from him."

And, as to the trio platform, Tamir delineates how he embellished and modified each of the tunes on Playground in the following annotations, as told to Makoto Gotoh:


ABOUT THE SONGS

1   DRIFTIN' - A groovy tune from Herbie Hancock's Blue Note debut album back in 1962, TAKIN' OFF. While it was written by Hancock, Tamir's interpretation of it has the natural groove of the Oscar Peterson Trio. Jeff's drumming is featured in the last 4 verses.

2   I'M OLD FASHIONED - Speaking of the song, Tamir said "I like the melody and Jerome Kern's sense of harmony." The contrast created by the intricate rhythm patterns and the bass lines is fresh and innovative. Once it gets into the solo, it starts to swing powerfully, solidly supported by the veteran rhythm section of John and Jeff. Pay close attention to the subtle brush work by Jeff in the last half until the tune swings into the last theme.

3   PLAYGROUND - Two weeks before the recording, Tamir was inspired to compose this tune.   "It captures the mood of this album and this period of my life. This is an especially happy time, with the birth of my daughter Zoe. My wife and I would take her to the playground and watch her smile as she would swing." The structure is complex and elusive: A short bass solo segues to the 8 bar syncopated intro. The first theme mostly continues the syncopation in phrases of 6,8 and 6 bars before repeating. An extended bridge returns to the intro, then the solo.  Finally, the bridge reprises and returns us to the intro. The trio plays this intricate piece with a flawless execution and easy, natural swing which belie its complex nature.

4   SYCAMORE - This is a beautiful cinematic ballad. "My father and I would often take walks along our sycamore-lined street, talking about life, when I was growing up. The quiet rustle of the leaves in the breeze and my father's way of listening and being always made me feel peaceful and refreshed after our walk." The performances are subtle and moving, highlighted by Clayton's superb bowing.

5   TIGER'S LAIR - "This tune is about being strong, taking risks, living life as an adventure." Contributing to the theme's modern feel, the 32-bar form's A sections are all in 5/4 time. What characterizes this performance most is its harmonized melody, single note runs and left hand work reminiscent of early McCoy Tyner.

6   IT'S ONLY A PAPER MOON - "It's only a paper moon sailing over a cardboard sea..." Nat King Cole made this song a favorite.  Jeff Hamilton's brush solo evokes a soft shoe tap routine. The groove reminds you of Ray Brown, the piano tickles, and in the interlude towards the end, the exquisite brush work by Jeff Hamilton, shines through.

7   IT NEVER ENTERED MY MIND - Inspired by young Miles Davis' famous version, Tamir found his own take on this bittersweet song. John Clayton's arco playing conjures up the sound of a human voice. The piano, delicate and subtle in sound, softly sings the melody in the theme.

8   DO NOTHIN' TILL YOU HEAR IT FROM ME - This is a contemporary arrangement of a classic made famous by the Duke Ellington Orchestra. Tamir's performance is grounded with a bluesy feel.  John Clayton and Jeff Hamilton provide a soulful groove.

9   SPRING ACTION - The song is about movement. After an 8 bar intro, we hear the theme, full of accents and minor tonalities. The piano then solos for 2 choruses on the tune's 40 bar AABCA form. After some quick trades with the drums we return to the theme. Watch out for the ending, played in octaves like Phineas Newborn.

10   SINGING IN THE RAIN - "I have loved this tune ever since I heard it in the movie as a child. In my own version, I tried to imagine the quiet feeling of the sound of rain." Featured in it are a pizzicato solo by John Clayton and a piano solo by Tamir, inspiring that visual image of Gene Kelly dancing in the rain.

11   I'M GETTING SENTIMENTAL OVER YOU - John Clayton is featured in this rendition of the famous tune also well known as "the theme song" of the Tommy Dorsey Orchestra. The first theme's melody is played by bass in pizzicato, picked up by piano only in the bridge. Tamir plays the first solo in a pleasant groove.

12   THE CAPE VERDEAN BLUES - An original song written by Horace Silver in 1965 following his hit SONG FOR MY FATHER. After the intro, the piano playing and the arrangement of which are reminiscent of Chick Corea, Tamir's piano passionately sings the dynamic melody against the rhythmic background of beats drummed by Jeff Hamilton.

13   ALMOST SUMMER -  Tamir's original ballad in his words: "One summer afternoon, after a long recording day in Utah, I stepped out of the studio to get some fresh air. And when I saw the sun setting over the mountains out there, this melody came to me. I am attracted to tunes with strong and lyrical melodies, melodies that get etched in the listener's mind. Through my music, I would like to create stories, depicting the atmosphere of the scene and human emotions. I want to take my listeners out to another place. Jazz is a kind of music where you get to show who you are through your performance. There are many individual ways to do that, and you can be yourself doing it your own way - I think that's wonderful."

April, 2008,
Makoto Gotoh

Tamir’s astounding and accomplished talents are on display in the Horace Silver’s Cape Verdean Blues which forms the soundtrack to the following video montage. Can you hear the key change[s]?


Polly Gibbons - "All I Can Do"

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“Polly Gibbons is a growing presence in the UK Jazz scene. She has already been nominated twice as "Best Jazz Vocalist" by JAZZ FM and the BBC. Fully embracing the inspiring expansiveness of American Jazz, Blues, Soul and R&B, her career as a vocalist, composer and live performer is influenced by these genres. But Polly is hesitant to define her music as strictly Jazz; her eclectic repertoire and the ease and style with which she performs it, have led her to appear at a variety of music festivals and venues: from the prestigious Royal Albert Hall in London opening for George Benson and Gladys Knight, or for Boz Scaggs at the famous Montreal Jazz Festival. Equally, her fans might find her performing a weekly residency with her band at the legendary Birdland Jazz Club in NYC, Ronnie Scott’s in London or at the funky new venue Rudy's down in Nashville. Her music and her voice have a broad appeal to music lovers - and her ongoing touring over the last few years in the USA has garnered her many new fans.”

Both Antje Hübner and I agree that Polly Gibbons is a very unique talent and deserves to be more widely known, so while she does her part as a professional public relations manager [see attached media release below] to help remedy this state-of-affairs, I thought I would try to also assist in creating some greater awareness about Polly through this blog posting.

While listening to Polly on her latest Resonance Records CD - All I Can Do - my ear was captured in a very personal way when her voice caressed a familiar melody, or employed an oblique turn of phrase, harmonically or  developed a rhythmic feeling that simply drew me in to her marvelous renditions and interpretations. Sometimes, I noticed that her way with a lyric took me surprisingly deeper into a song before I even realized it. Her vocal talents and skills have a way of giving energy and lift to any song.

Polly Gibbons sings with pulsating power and graceful elegance. Sometimes her voice moves into a territory of supple huskiness that I associate with Sarah Vaughan or Carmen McRae. Other times, it has an agility and precision reminiscent of Ella Fitzgerald.  Polly uses these divergent abilities to deliver the lyrics of a song first to your ears (sometimes it's like she's singing directly to you), then to a much deeper place where you can really feel it. And above everything, it's the feeling that's palpable when she sings.

Because of the huge range and weightiness of her voice, it is sometimes easy to overlook the heart, musical honesty and beauty woven throughout this album.  And all along the way, the little, subtle things continued to accumulate, creating a harmonious, luminous whole. The CD plays through beautifully.

Polly Gibbons is a Jazz vocalist for our times and of our times. She’s at home with the blues, the Great American Songbook, rhythm and blues, Classic rock, Jazz standards and other popular musical styles, including the music of Prince [which has deeper roots in Jazz than most fans imagine].

Joining her to help her do “All She Can Do” are pianists Tamir Hendelman and James Person, Hammond Organist Shedrick Mitchell, Guitarist Paul Bollenback, bassist Ritchie Goods and drummer Mark McLean.

Because of the depth and breath of the musical influences in her singing, both traditional and contemporary, Polly Gibbons makes Jazz singing as universally acceptable as any vocalist in the business to day.

Or as James Gavin phrases it in the insert notes to All I Can Do:

“Polly Gibbons, the rising young British singer of jazz, blues and soul, has a sound and a style that gives off sparks. Her voice is raspy, raw and full of heat; it sputters and growls, carves out funky grooves, and wails into the stratosphere. Improvisations tumble out of her. Whatever the tempo, Polly’s time and pitch are spot-on; no challenge throws her. And when she sings a quiet, sparsely arranged love song, she’s a no frills storyteller of great heart. …

Call this music jazz if you want to; but in Polly’s world, that term embraces any sound that’s soulful, swinging and free.”


All I Can Do releases April 19, 2019; here is a wealth of background information about Polly and the recording from Antje Hübner’s -

Media Release

“Los Angeles, March 13, 2019 – Resonance Records discovery Polly Gibbons, a British-born star on the rise, has a sound and style that give off sparks. It’s raw, raspy, and full of heat; it sputters and growls, carves out funky grooves, and wails into the skies. All I Can Do, her third Resonance release, the label’s founder George Klabin, places Gibbons in front of an audience, where she’s at her most explosive.

Recorded before an invited crowd at Power Station, the New York studio where Bruce Springsteen, the Rolling Stones, Paul McCartney, Madonna, and Sting made renowned albums, All I Can Do teams Gibbons with a smoldering quintet: pianist and arranger James Pearson (musical director at the legendary Ronnie Scott’s in London); organist Shedrick Mitchell (who played for nine years with Whitney Houston); guitarist Paul Bollenback; bassist Richie Goods;and drummer Mark McLean. Guest pianist and arranger Tamir Hendelman is a first-call musician in Los Angeles, a first-call accompanist in Los Angeles; he can be heard on the CD and DVD of One Night Only: Barbra Streisand and Quartet at the Village Vanguard.

On All I Can Do, Gibbons roams the musical map while staying grounded in jazz, her home base. She finds the common thread in songs by Horace Silver, Prince, AND Al Jarreau. She borrows tunes from her idols—Nina Simone, Chet Baker, Donny Hathaway—and makes them her own. As Jon Sobel wrote in the Seattle Post-Intelligencer:“I hear echoes of Ella, Lena, Aretha, even Janis. But Gibbons is a full-blown phenomenon of her own.”

The performance took place in 2018, an important year for her. That summer, Birdland, New York’s premier jazz club, gave Gibbons a residency. She opened for Boz Scaggs at the Montreal Jazz Festival and played the Pittsburgh International Jazz Festival alongside Gregory Porter, Marcus Miller, and Tootie Heath. Gibbons performed regularly at Ronnie Scott’s, her London headquarters. Her previous album on Resonance, Is It Me …?, earned raves. Wrote John Fordham of The Guardian: “Gibbons has proven herself a versatile artist who can switch from an emotionally subtle Cleo Laine-like purr to a soul-gospel wail in a blink, and she has a growing authority as a co-composer with James Pearson … Polly Gibbons is unmistakably a class act, getting classier fast.”

A farmer’s daughter, Gibbons grew up with her six siblings in Framlingham, a small market town in Suffolk, England. Early on she learned the meaning of the blues: “I’ve got super-loving parents, but I was very bullied at school, and there was quite a lot of illness in my family.” At thirteen she heard her first Billie Holiday record. It led her on a chase to explore other black American musical greats: Mahalia Jackson, Aretha Franklin, Marvin Gaye, Miles Davis, Thelonious Monk. The “history and complexity and pain and anger and joy in that music,” she says, “made me very excited and touched me.”

In 2006, before she had released her first album, the BBC Jazz Awards nominated her in its “Rising Star” category. A few years later Gibbons was singing at Ronnie’s in front of Van Morrison, who lauded her “great voice.” The great arranger/composer Johnny Mandel—who has written for Peggy Lee, Frank Sinatra, and Shirley Horn—would later comment: “They don’t come along very often, but this one’s a star.” Gibbons went on to open for George Benson and Gladys Knight in their U.K. tours, and (with Pearson) to score first place in the Indie International Songwriting Contest for their song “Midnight Prayer.” Peter Quinn of Jazzwise proclaimed her “a truly exceptional, once-in-a-generation talent, possessing a voice of such sizzling intensity and raw emotion you could fry an egg on it.”

Her 2015 debut album on Resonance, Many Faces of Love, established Polly as one of the freshest jazz voices to hit the U.S. in years. All I Can Do shows her continued growth. Her version of the Horace Silver gospel tune “Permit Me to Introduce You to Yourself” mixes funk, scatting, and churchy organ and piano; Polly sings as fervently as a preacher in the pulpit. Jazz divas love to emote their way through “Everything Must Change,” but Polly transmits its hard-earned lessons quietly. On a tip from Klabin, Polly sings a rollicking cover of a Della Reese showstopper, “Some of My Best Friends Are the Blues.” She and Pearson wrote “All I Can Do Is Sing the Blues” in response to “the bad things in life,” most of them stemming from current political mayhem on both sides of the pond.

Following the death of Prince, Gibbons was moved to sing “Nothing Compares 2 U,” his great ballad of lost love, in a spare and mournful setting, “just Shedrick and James laying it down.” “I Want a Little Sugar in My Bowl,” the unashamedly naughty Bessie Smith blues, never fails to thrill Gibbons’s audiences. Pearson takes it to church with an arrangement inspired by Mahalia Jackson records; Tamir Hendelman channels every style Gibbons loves into a panoramic solo.

All I Can Do reveals a young woman who, musically and expressively, is wise beyond her years.”

TRACKS
1. Permit Me to Introduce You to Yourself (5:08)
2. Good Hands Tonight (6:28)
3. Beautiful Things (4:21)
4. If You Had the Chance (5:21)
5. Some of My Best Friends Are the Blues (6:36)
6. Anything Goes (4:30)
7. This Is Always (5:39)
8. All I Can Do (5:03)
9. Everything Must Change (7:23)
10. I’m Just a Lucky So-and-So (5:48)
11. Nothing Compares 2 U (6:24)
12. I Want a Little Sugar in My Bowl (5:20)
Arrangements: Tamir Hendelman | James Pearson


For more information, you can reach Antje at www.hubtonepr.com.

Imitation, Assimilation and Innovation: Evolving a Unique Voice Within The Jazz Tradition

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“What a great musician Cozy Cole was. He was one of those guys who practices very diligently at all times. I was able to just sit around there and watch what he did and all the things that he practiced. I never heard the rudiments move that fast. I was learning the rudiments, but the way he played them, they sounded so great and so musical. I sort of watched and saw it all go by, and I just maintained that in my head and decided that I was going to just keep after it until I had it the same way.


Cozy was a great influence. I mean he could read anything, he knew all the rudiments. I just couldn't imagine anybody knowing as much as he did. I know that Jo Jones and some of the other guys couldn't read like Cozy could. It wasn't really necessary. But Cozy was just thoroughly schooled. I just decided I wanted to be like that, also.


And then, when I went around other drummers— I mean I must have changed the way I held my sticks a dozen times. Every time I saw a new drummer, I'd try to hold my sticks the way he does. Or where he sets his snare drum or his cymbal. I just went through all kinds of things until I finally settled on something that seemed to work best for me. Then I admired guys like Sid Catlett. Sid was a big guy, but he had that finesse. There were so many good ones until you didn't know which way to go. [laughter]

And I guess, in the long run, I finally wound up being myself.
- Bill Douglass, Interview in Central Avenue Sounds

There’s a difference between understanding something and accepting it.


When you play Jazz, you can copy those who most impress you on your instrument, but at some point you have to step back and accept what you can do in developing your own style on the instrument.


This doesn’t mean complacency. You should continue to practice and try to improve your skills. The more technical mastery you have the easier it becomes to free your mind to invent your improvisations.


Also important is the lesson contained in the following excerpt from George Shearing’s autobiography:

“ ...becoming a jazz pianist with some direction about what your style is going to be. That involves thinking about who you're going to follow or how you're going to develop a style of your own, and from what grounds.”


This concept is further elaborated in the following excerpt from Paul Berliner’s masterful Thinking In Jazz: The Infinite Art of Improvisation:


“On the grand scale of judging the overall contribution of the artist to jazz, a fundamental criterion for evaluation is originality, also a highly valued component within an individual solo. The categories against which improvisers evaluate originality correspond roughly to the definitive stages of artistic development described earlier by Walter Bishop Jr.: imitation, assimilation, and innovation. It is to be expected that only some individuals within the jazz community complete the succession of developmental stages and realize success within them.


Musicians who remain at the imitative end of the spectrum enjoy the least prestige. Some, having undergone the years of intensive training required to develop fundamental improvisation skills, succeed only in absorbing the most general performance conventions of a particular jazz idiom. Although at times receiving praise for "competence," they are often characterized as "generic improvisers." One unsympathetic artist views their solos as comprising "the same phrases you hear from everyone else, a string of acceptable, idiomatically correct pieces of jazz vocabulary, riffs, and motives — little figurations, all strung together in a trite and uninspired way."


Displaying greater ability, but equally vulnerable to criticism, are "clones," musicians whose keen ears enable them to absorb an idol's precise style, but who improvise exclusively within its bounds. One famous musician, in responding to a question on this issue, referred to the disciple of another renowned artist as a "clone" but added, "You have to give him credit just for being able to play that well. Still, it's odd to hear someone sounding so much like somebody else all the time." Commonly, the predominant influence on clones changes over their careers.


Related to clones, but a step removed, are "eclectic improvisers." Their solos reflect diverse apprenticeships, presenting a hodgepodge of the traits of different idols, but fail to personalize them or to integrate them into a unified style.


As an observer of jazz for over thirty years, Art Farmer comments:


I have seen a lot of things come and go. Basically, ninety-nine and nine-tenths percent of everybody out there is just copying somebody else. Here in New York, I remember every piano player was trying to play like Horace Silver at one time, and then later on, everybody was trying to play like Bill Evans. Some of the guys who were playing like Horace a couple of years later were trying to play like Bill. And then everybody was trying to play like McCoy Tyner. It's just something that comes and goes. Horace was dominant at one time and everyone dug that, and then along came Bill with a different style.


Although imitation is a mode that all players go through in their formative years, the direction they take from there marks varying levels of achievement along the continuum from imitation to innovation. Soloists who have reached the assimilative stage command greater attention and respect than those who have not. For an individual "fully to play himself, rather than to sound like someone else, is possibly the hardest thing to do," Gary Bartz says candidly. The difficulties are widely recognized within the jazz community. "To actually come up with that sound," identifiably expressing a musician's individuality, "is something that everybody dreams about, but not a whole lot of people have actually achieved" (John Hicks).


In fact, the emergent voices of most artists include varied mixtures of their own stylistic features and those of an idol or idols. One trumpeter "was essentially playing Dizzy Gillespie," whereas another was playing himself, "which had Gillespie in it, as well as some other trumpet players." [Cecil Taylor comparing Joe Gordon to Idres Sulieman] Bobby Rogovin recalls Lee Morgan saying in a Down Beat interview that although he did not create a new performance idiom, he had a "certain identity." Rogovin elaborates, "He means he played a lot of the same things other people played, but it came out Lee Morgan. Most of the great players are all coming from the same tradition, but they're just putting their own identity on it."


Artists in the assimilation stage typically develop a unique voice within the bounds of a particular performance school. Once having established their personal identities, many are not concerned with larger gestures of change. "Some people are supposed to sustain certain areas of this music, and they don't look for anything new. That's their thing," Walter Bishop Jr. states, "and I appreciate them for what they do." Improvisers who "play earlier styles are like musical monuments" to Arthur Rhames. "They represent particular schools of jazz and provide excellent examples for younger players who pass through those schools." Tommy Flanagan muses, "It's really interesting the way different people arrive at something that they're comfortable with, a way of playing and being. . . . Even if Clifford Brown had lived longer, I think he still would have sounded just like Clifford."


Moving along the continuum of artistic achievement are improvisers whose development moves through the stages of successful assimilation and fashioning of identities to innovation. They create personal approaches to improvisation that influence large numbers of followers across different instruments, in some instances forming the basis for a new performance school. Commonly, these artists devote the remainder of their careers to exploring the possibilities for invention within the framework of their new concepts. "Coleman Hawkins always sounded the same to me," Flanagan continues. "Charlie Parker also sounded about the same from the first time I heard him till the last time I heard him. It seemed to me that he had gone as far as he could go on the saxophone." At the same time, myriad subtleties within the improvisation styles of unique artists like Lester Young continue to change over an artist's career [For example - changes in tone, articulation, ornamentation practices, expressive devices, harmonic approach, dynamics, emphasis on different formulas and intervals, treatment of rhythm, and the like.]


Presenting yet another profile as innovators are artists whose musical explorations lead them beyond the bounds of the idiom in which they establish their initial identity. "McCoy Tyner is one of those people whose style evolved from when I first heard him," Flanagan recalls.


When I first heard him, I thought that his style was going to change, although I don't know many pianists like that. It's just like five or six years made the difference in some people's playing. Like Herbie Hancock and Chick Corea also basically played the way I was playing at one time. But they were still moving; they were in a period of transition. They moved along compositionally, and their keyboard technique moved right along with it. I also remember hearing Cecil Taylor when he was playing standards with Steve Lacy's group. He was on his way then, developing to where he is now.


In the rarest instances, leading innovators pass through a succession of influential stages during their careers. Retaining their personal identities by carrying over characteristic elements of tone color, phrasing, and vocabulary from one stage to another, they cultivate different approaches to music making that excite the imaginations of other performers and provide the foundation for successful musical movements.


With his roots in bebop, Miles Davis helped form the basis for particular schools of hard bop, cool jazz, modal jazz, and free forms of improvisation, and, most recently, jazz-rock fusion."


Miles Davis was always a big sense of direction for us in the fifties and sixties," bassist Buster Williams recalls. "Each time a record came out with Miles and the band, it created a new dimension for me. It was like a new awakening." Calvin Hill similarly remembers that "in the old days when I used to buy records, I was always into Miles, whatever Miles came up with. Like, you could hardly wait for the newest Miles Davis record to come out because you knew he was going to come out with something different. You just couldn't wait. You'd go and buy the record and rush home and put it on and see what was new."


John Coltrane's personal style also evolved through different innovative stages in which he contributed to schools of hard bop, modal improvisation, and free jazz. "You can always let people know that you're still evolving. You can show people signs of what you're working on. Trane always did that. He always had periods of where you say, 'Wow, where is he going next?' He kept moving" (Tommy Flanagan).


Arthur Rhames credits Coltrane with being "able to see what should be done after he had passed through the hard bop school in order to expand the music. From listening to Trane's early albums to the last, you can hear a steady progression, a continuous, sequential order that goes from one album to the next. He was constantly plotting each course, each step he was taking to be an expansion of the last step. That's the highest type of mature artist in the music."


It is only a minority of individuals whose passage from imitation to innovation produces compelling visions with major ramifications for other players and for their field. "We all take more from them than we do from one another" (Red Rodney).”

Lisa Maxwell's Shiny! - Boasts all-star big band lineup, dedicated to trumpeter - Lew Soloff

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For Immediate Release Please

Composer/Arranger Lisa Maxwell to release highly-anticipated project 
Shiny!

Boasts all-star big band lineup, dedicated to trumpeter  
Lew Soloff  
CD AND DIGITAL FORMATS AVAILABLE IN STORES AND ONLINE ON
MAY 17, 2019.   
SCROLL DOWN OR WATCH THE VIDEO HERE.   
RECORD RELEASE EVENT AT THE CUTTING ROOM, NEW YORK CITY,

MONDAY, MAY 27, 2019 (MEMORIAL DAY) AT 7.30 PM.  

Randy Brecker, Tony Kadleck, Chris Rogers,
 Trumpets
Wayne du Maine, Bryan Davis
Lawrence Feldman, Alex Foster, Lou Marini, Ada Rovatti,
 Woodwinds
David Mann, Roger Rosenberg, Claire Daly
Tom "Bones" Malone, Dan Levine, Mike Davis, Dave Taylor
 Trombones
John Clark
 French Horn
Paul Shaffer, Pete Levin, David Delhomme
 Keyboards
Carmen Staaf, Andy Ezrin
 Piano
Will Lee, Mark Egan, David Finck
 Bass
Mike Stern, Oz Noy, Leni Stern, Smokey Hormel
 Guitar
Danny Gottlieb, Steven Wolf, Ben Perowsky
 Drums
Will Lee, Daniel Sadownick
 Percussion
Kenya Hathaway, Will Lee
 Vocals
Beth Gottlieb
 Vibraphone
Special Guest: Mocean Worker
 (Bonus Track Remix)



    



New York, April 16, 2019 - Celebrated within the jazz community as a multi-talented musician, Lisa Maxwell, finally releases a long-awaited album of her own material, dedicated to a special cohort. The lineup reads like a Who's Who of the music world.  
"My dear friend Lew Soloff and I talked about recording my arrangements many times over the years," she remembers. "Then he died suddenly and I realized I had to stop thinking about it and get it done!" She pulled together a group of New York's top jazz and studio players, all of whom had a connection with Lew. "Everybody wanted to be on board for this," says bassist Will Lee, "and the result is a gorgeous finished product!"
Shiny! establishes Maxwell's talents as a gifted composer and arranger, showcasing a versatility that reflects her broad musical knowledge and experience. She wrote all of the album's arrangements, and 4 of the tunes are original compositions. They range in styles from boogaloo to straight ahead, to shuffle, to funk, to swing. Shiny! offers something for everyone, including a bonus track remix by renowned electronica/club jazz artist Mocean Worker!  
"My writing is heavily influenced by the TV themes of the 1970's," she says. "They're basically the foundation of my cultural identity. Great composers like Lalo Shiffrin, Henry Mancini, Neal Hefti and Earle Hagen underscored my life when I was growing up. I still get a tear in my eye when I listen to themes like The Odd Couple and The Bob Newhart Show. Like those composers, I have very definite ideas, but I write with the soloists in mind and  give them freedom within the structure."
She also cites Wayne Shorter and Gil Evans and as being hugely important in her growth. "Getting to watch Gil's band every Monday night [at New York's Sweet Basil] was such a gift. And a lot of those guys are on this album!"
Maxwell connected to jazz at a young age. "I discovered bebop and that was it. I had found my people and my language at jam sessions in South Central L.A. and I'd sneak into as many jazz clubs as I could. I wanted to be like the great arrangers of Hollywood's Golden Age. Even though I often felt like I was the wrong sex, the wrong color, and born at the wrong time, I kept going for it."
She studied with renowned arranger Dick Grove in Studio City, and with Herb Pomeroy at Berklee. "I took a film scoring class at UCLA when I was 17 and was hooked after I heard my charts played. Dick Grove was really my main mentor; he got me going as a writer. Then I won a Quincy Jones Arranging scholarship to Berklee and wrote for the recording orchestra. I ended up getting some amazing gigs as a sax player (Guns 'n' Roses, Joni Mitchell Project, Spinal Tap), but my calling is as a writer and arranger." She went on to orchestrate music for Warner Bros. Histeria!, and the Animaniacs/Pinky and the Brain feature, Wakko's Wish. Maxwell's original music has been licensed for numerous TV series."
A breakdown of Shiny! showcases Maxwell's penchant for conceptual writing. Here are track-by-track comments:

The album's title track, "Shiny!," is a nod to the 1970's, replete with wah-wah guitar, bongos, Fender Rhodes, and clavinet. The rhythm section is driven by drummer Steven Wolf's solid, deep-pocket boogaloo, with Paul Shaffer on Fender Rhodes, Will Lee on bass, Pete Levin on clavinet, Oz Noy and Smokey Hormel on guitars. Hormel takes a cool Eric Gale approach to the first guitar solo, leading right into Noy's high-energy response. Brecker delivers a stellar signature wah-wah trumpet solo as only he can, followed by Taylor's free jazz expression over a steadily building background. Capped with a satisfying TV ending, "Shiny!" lives up to its name!

"Son of Creeper" was written by the late Hiram Bullock, original guitarist of the Letterman band. "Hiram was a close friend, and such an integral part of the music scene in New York," Lisa explains. "When he played, songs could take all kinds of weird and unexpected turns. I wanted to make the arrangement unique à la Hiram." Maxwell's version starts with Stern's guitar, which is joined by Shaffer on organ, Lee on bass (also on the original recording), and Wolf on drums. "All three of these guys played with Hiram for years, so the feel and the spirit are perfect," she says. The tune moves between a half-time shuffle and rock, fused together by Maxwell's tasty horn lines. Stern's emblematic solo leads into a New Orleans section, where various soloists trade 4's with Shaffer, and the band recaps the theme for the shout chorus as Foster's wailing SNL sax leads into the epic screaming trumpet ending.
"Ludie," an up-beat, original jazz waltz, begs to be heard underscoring a TV show. "I wanted to write something for Lew (nicknamed Ludie) that reflected his character. I kept thinking of the happy feel of Mannix and tried to emulate that." The rhythm section is topped by drummer Perowsky, whose crisp, clean playing enhances his rhythm mates, Lee, Staaf, and Noy. Brecker's Flugelhorn solo feels like a spring morning, and Staaf's nimble piano solo shows off her tasteful style against Maxwell's background lines.  
"We'll Be Together Again" highlights Maxwell's rich re-harmonization of the ballad. Rosenberg's bass clarinet under the woodwinds brings out the sexiness of the orchestrations. This unique arrangement features the velvety vocals of Kenya Hathaway(with Will Lee singing harmony) leading into a heartfelt tenor feature by Marini. With Gottlieb, Egan and Ezrin's dynamic interplay behind him, the tune builds into a lush, climactic ending, and may require a breather before listening on.
"Hello, Wayne?" is a straight-ahead tune, which echoes the sophisticated  harmonic changes Wayne Shorter is known for. Gottlieb and Egan's driving straight-eighths intro, interlude, and ending seamlessly connect the heavily-swinging chorus and solo sections. Solos by Marini and Rogers remind all what high-level players they are. Rogers' trumpet solo propels the song into the shout chorus that transitions into the initial bass ostinato, and Leni Stern's noodling guitar riffs lead us out, until all that's left is Gottlieb's fading cymbals.
Maxwell's arrangement of Wayne Shorter's "Beauty and the Beast" opens with double-forte trumpets holding high notes, then dives into a funky vamp over Lee's static bass line. Maxwell fleshes out Shorter's stirring melody with beautifully orchestrated woodwind and brass couplings over Gottlieb's responsive drumming, adding the rich texture of the full band to the Samba-ish bridges. "I like to create new horn sections by combining different instruments families, and I use the extremes of the instruments for coloristic effect. It creates a much richer pallet." Rovatti, with a beautiful tone and facility on soprano sax, is the first of three soloists, followed by a robust solo from Mann, and Leni Stern's lyrical guitar, peppered by the horns' funky background lines, ending the tune.
"Israel" is straight ahead jazz with a "Rat Pack" feel, and the only tune to include an upright bass, played by FinckPerowsky's crisp drumming and Staaf's comping serve as a solid foundation upon which the band's many elements interact. Maxwell also added Gottlieb on vibes to increase the flavor. Masterful solos from Clark on french horn, Rosenberg on baritone, and Brecker on trumpet shine like jewels in the crown of Maxwell's well-crafted arrangement, and conjure up James Bond at its best.
With Feldman expertly leading the woodwind section on clarinet, Maxwell's original, "The Craw," is an homage to Ellington's early years. Demonstrating her stylistic proficiency, the voicings ring authentic and the arrangement flows from section to section, swinging all the way. Ezrin and Levine personalize the melody on piano and trombone, respectively, followed by solos from Daly and Mann.   
The album ends with "Shiny! Remix (MOWO 70's Emergency Mix)," Mocean Worker's(aka Adam Dorn) electronica take on the Maxwell's opening original. MOWO chops up the tune, and puts it back together as a funky dance groove with a Sly and the Family Stone feel over edits of Brecker's solo. "I wanted to keep it in today, and Mocean Worker has a fresh take on things," says Maxwell. She continues, "Music is always changing, and it's important to stay current so the word 'jazz' doesn't get stuck in yesterday's comfort zone. Miles (Davis) was the master of change. I think he would've dug the MOWO Remix!"     
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"The music was great, the attitude was great, and we just had a ball doing this record!" 
- Randy Brecker
"She puts instruments together and creates absolutely beautiful sounds. Lisa Maxwell is too much!" -Paul Shaffer
"Lisa Maxwell is awesome! She writes her ass off, she arranges her ass off, and she's a beautiful person as well." - Mike Stern  
"Some deep writing in there and amazing players. Lisa is gifted and unique in a world of sameness." - Steve Lukather 
TRACKS
1.    Shiny! [9:37]
2.    Son of Creeper [6:41]
3.    Ludie [4:01]
4.    We'll be together again [5:28]
5.    Hellow, Wayne? [6:07]
6.    Beauty and the Beast [8:53]
7.    Israel [4:51]
8.    The Craw [4:38]
9.    Shiny! Remix [5:18]

All Arrangements by Lisa Maxwell 
Compositions by: Lisa Maxwell, Wayne Shorter, Hiram Bullock, John Carisi, and Carl Fischer 
Recording Engineer: Noah Evans Recorded at Sear Sound NYC 2018 
Mixing Engineer: Paul Wickliffe at Skyline Productions 



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Clifford Brown on The Left Coast: The Origins of the Max Roach - Clifford Brown Quintet

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“Rumsey's real coup, however, was in bringing bebop legend Max Roach to the club as Manne's replacement. For the next several months Roach served as the unlikely drum-keeper of the Lighthouse flame — a period that proved exciting not only for inimitable percussion work, but also for Roach's many friends who sat in with the band. "When Max Roach came in from New York to take over Shelly Manne's drum chair," Rumsey relates, "he drove up with Charles Mingus and Miles Davis in the car with him."' Roach's arrival signaled a reversal of compass points from west to east. During the drummer's brief tenure, the Lighthouse hosted some of the brightest jazz stars from the East Coast scene. Rumsey continues:


Miles was just starting to play again after a long sabbatical back home in St. Louis. He hung around for a while, stayed at my home for a week, and did a couple of guest shots at the club. . . . Mingus never played bass for me, but he sat in several times as intermission pianist. As for Max, he set the whole town on fire. Out of his stint I developed long-lasting friendships: Dizzy, Sarah Vaughan, Charlie Parker. …”
- Ted Gioia, West Coast Jazz: Modern Jazz in California 1945-1960


Max Roach came to California in the fall of 1953 to replace Shelly Manne as drummer with Howard Rumsey's Lighthouse All-Stars.


He arrived by car with Miles Davis, who, due to his heroin addiction, was looking for a change of venue, and bassist Charles Mingus, who was originally from Los Angeles.


At the time, Max and Mingus were business partners as co-owners of the Debut recording label which they left in the capable hands of Mingus’ wife Celia who remained in New York to oversee its operation while they sojourned to what geocentric New Yorkers disparagingly refer to as “The Left Coast”.


Many Jazz fans are not aware that one of the forerunners of the Hard Bop style of Jazz - the Max Roach - Clifford Brown Quintet - a style of Jazz usually associated with New York City - had its origins in sunny, southern California


In his definitive treatment of West Coast Jazz: Modern Jazz in California 1945-1960 [pp. 308-311], Ted Gioia offers the following narrative about how the Max Roach - Clifford Brown Quintet became a reality, albeit, tragically, a short-lived one.


“Despite his growing reputation as the outstanding exponent of modern jazz drumming, Roach had been working almost exclusively as a sideman. He had recorded as a leader for Debut—the label he had founded with Charles Mingus—but, by his own admission, had not yet "got seriously involved in bandleading." In California, he was asked by jazz impresario Gene Norman to start a group of his own. Promised an extended booking at the California Club, Roach agreed to form a quintet. His next move was to send for a young trumpeter from back east named Clifford Brown. These two musicians, one already famous in the jazz world and the other soon to be so, were about to become the most prominent members in one of the finest — if not the best — jazz combos of the early 1950s.


Brown's work in jazz was as striking for its architectonic structure as for its emotional immediacy. And this quest for order was as much a part of Clifford's life as it was integral to his music. Studies of highly gifted youngsters have revealed that in three areas of human endeavor — music, mathematics, and chess — talent becomes apparent at an especially young age. Clifford Brown's biography (as well as those of many other jazz musicians) substantiates the view that these three highly structured ways of seeing the universe may be correlated. Brown showed early ability in all three disciplines. Born in Wilmington, Delaware, on October 30, 1930, he revealed, first and foremost, a prodigious musical talent. In addition to quickly mastering the trumpet, which he began in his early teens, he pursued studies in piano and arranging while still in high school. When he entered Delaware State College, he started as a mathematics major, only switching to music after transferring to Maryland State. Brown's complementary skills as a chess player have been attested to by, among others, his bandmate Max Roach. And Roach should know: He was a fine player in his own right, who made the all-city chess team when still back in Brooklyn. By his late teens, Brown's career as a promising musician had come to overshadow these subsidiary interests. Even so, the ordered universe of mathematics and chess may have found its way into the trumpeter's music. At its best, his playing combined the raw passion of jazz with the precision and logic of composed music.


In a macabre foreshadowing. Brown was injured in an automobile accident in June 1950. For almost a year his promising musical career was placed on hold. His comeback was slow at first, and his first record date, with Chris Powell and His Blue Flames, did not take place until March 1952, almost two years after the accident. Only six weeks later, however, Brown was back in the studio again, this time with a much finer band consisting of Lou Donaldson, Elmo Hope, Percy Heath, and Philly Joe Jones. From this point until his tragic early death in a second auto accident in June 1956, Brown would record and perform regularly with the finest musicians in jazz. His few recordings are among the most important jazz legacies from the 1950s.

By the time of his fateful journey to California, he had already impressed many with his precocious skills on the trumpet. Both Charlie Parker and Dizzy Gillespie were strong supporters of the young musician: Parker's glowing recommendation had convinced Art Blakey to add Brownie to his band for a brief period earlier in 1954, while Gillespie had been among the first to tell Max Roach about the extraordinary talent of this future colleague. In addition to these illustrious connections, Brown had already gained valuable experience recording and playing with Tadd Dameron, Lionel Hampton, J. J. Johnson, and Gigi Gryce. These early sideman sessions, as well as a few dates as a leader from this period, demonstrated that Brown had already achieved a mature, poised style and a polished virtuosity well before his twenty-third birthday.


Perhaps the most striking element of this provocative trumpet style was Brown's distinctive sound. When many aspiring bop trumpeters were willing to sacrifice tonal clarity in order to play fast, Brown proved that it was possible to have it both ways: One could (or at least Brown could) play complex, rapid-fire melodic lines while still maintaining a warm, well-rounded tone. Building on the legacy of Fats Navarro, Brown could boast of the purest, cleanest sound of any of the young bebop trumpeters.

One could well imagine Brown playing the classical trumpet repertoire — much as Wynton Marsalis would do a generation later — without having to alter his basic musical conception. (Nor is it a coincidence that Marsalis's earliest jazz work showed the strong influence of Clifford Brown. Brown was the perfect role model for this latter-day master of both the classical and jazz idioms.) This keen sense of sound provided the foundation for Brown's other musical virtues: his melodic creativity, his speed of execution, his sense of phrasing and dynamics.


The Brown/Roach group was perhaps the strongest working jazz band of its day, the ensembles of Parker and Gillespie notwithstanding. At first, however, the personnel of the band underwent a number of changes. Roach's initial choice for the saxophone chair. Sonny Stitt, made the trip out west with Brown, only to leave the band after a few weeks. Stitt's replacement was Teddy Edwards, a powerful tenorist who had made a name for himself on recordings with Howard McGhee and Dexter Gordon a few years before. Edwards was playing in the San Francisco area during the summer of 1954 but returned to Southern California when Roach asked him to finish out the group's engagement at the California Club. … “


Although Edwards did not remain with the group when it went on the road a short while later—by then Harold Land had taken his place— he participated in the group's first recording for Gene Norman. … , by the time the Brown/Roach group returned to the studio in early August, the side-men had changed to the very successful combination of Harold Land, Richie Powell, and George Morrow.


In the interim, Brown had participated in a very different session for Richard Bock's Pacific label. Tenor saxophonist Jack Montrose was called in as an arranger and proceeded to create a distinctive setting for Brownie's horn, one very different from the hard bop orientation of the Roach group. Montrose's tight, medium-groove arrangements were typical of the "West Coast sound," but to counterbalance this tendency toward the cool, Montrose wisely drew on some of the more hard-swinging musicians in the area to complement Brown's energetic style. Zoot Sims and Bob Gordon both proved to be compatible front-line foils for the young trumpeter.”


These Pacific Jazz recordings by the Roach - Brown 5tet are included in Clifford Brown: The Complete Blue Note and Pacific Jazz Recordings [CDP 7243 8 34195 2 4] for which its producer, Michael Cuscuna provided the following notes about Brownie and the tracks he cut for Pacific Jazz.


“It was just four years. One presidential term. The interval between Olympic contests. No time at all. Virtually everything we know about trumpeter Clifford Brown — who at age 26 was killed on the Pennsylvania Turnpike, in an accident that also claimed the life of pianist Richie Powell — comes from what he recorded in one incredibly narrow four-year window.

Of course Brown's storybook transformation took a bit longer: In less than a decade, he went from semi-unknown to jazz royalty, from student to master stylist. With the methodical dedication of a professional athlete, he established himself on the jazz scene of his hometown, Wilmington, Delaware, and then nearby Philadelphia, and then the world. Before he'd finished his first year of college, the network of musicians on the East Coast were buzzing about this unusually proficient young talent—Charlie Parker was so enamored, he told Art Blakey not to bother bringing a trumpet player to a gig in Philadelphia. How quickly did Brown ascend? One year he was making his recording debut with R&B bandleader Chris Powell and his Blue Flames, the next he was doing sessions with established


bebop trombonist Jay Jay Johnson and leading a date that featured MJQ pianist John Lewis, By 1954, when the Downbeat critics poll identified him as the new trumpet star, he was already co-leading the group with Max Roach that ushered in and helped delineate the bebop-derived music that became known as hard bop. Two years later, he was dead. Jazz artists traditionally expect to get a few years to develop; Duke Ellington, Sonny Rollins, Miles Davis and others established their musical identities over decades. Listening to Clifford, any Clifford, it's obvious he never counted on that. Every solo was the one for the books. His phrases carried an irrepressible fight-to-the-finish urgency, and his tone practically demanded attention. A mathematician and chess player, he cared about clarity more than any jumble of notes. He did develop in the short duration of his recording career, but even his early solos sound poised, carefully thought-out, complete.


Everyone who heard Clifford Brown in the early '50s remembers him being fully ready, even as a very young man. Jimmy Heath, active in Philadelphia jazz at the time, says he can still hear the way "this shy kid" sounded when Brown sat in with Heath's group at Wilmington's Two Spot in the late '40s: "He came in and wiped everybody out. He was already polished. It was pretty unexpected coming from this gentle introverted person."


It is this unexpectedly wise-beyond-his-years attitude that makes "early" Clifford Brown—the first few years of his recording career, as opposed to the last few—so important. These discs, which collect his contributions to Blue Note as both sideman and leader, suggest new angles from which to view this firebrand. They're the oft-overlooked back pages of a man who's influenced everyone who followed him in jazz trumpet. More than footnotes, they're the stuff he recorded in the midst of building his reputation, and as such, they capture an artist laying the foundation, developing the vocabulary, and beginning to test the limits. Like many who sought to utilize the language of bebop, he worked out on its difficult slalom courses nightly, and understood that mistakes were part of the cost of doing business. If 1955 and '56 represent Brown's mature zenith, then 1953 and '54 were his crucial formative time, a period of explosive growth and near-constant financial worries. Brown could scarcely afford to turn down work, as the critics understood: writing about Brown's first date as a leader (disc one, known as the Clifford Brown Memorial Album), Down Beat's Nat Hentoff ended his 4-star rave by announcing "Brownie has really arrived; now let's hope he can get some steady gigs."


In 1953, the Blue Note stable was a logical point of entry for jazzmen in pursuit of steady work. After signing Thelonious Monk in 1947. the label somehow missed bebop's other pioneers, and played catch-up by documenting the work of a large group of younger, bop-influenced players. The leaders changed depending on the day, but the quality of musicianship and the spirit of the sessions remained consistently high. It made sense for an emerging artist like Clifford Brown, then just entering the close-knit circuit of New York musicians, to get a call from Blue Note. Alto saxophonist Lou Donaldson, who co-led a June 9 session with Clifford that was the trumpeter's first appearance on the label, remembers the atmosphere this way: "Everybody was real compatible, both personally and musically. It just happened that in New York at that time, there were a lot of like-minded musicians — situations where it almost didn't matter who you got, everybody could play."


By the time Brown got his first call to record, he could certainly play. Born in Wilmington on October 30, 1930, he became fascinated by the look of a trumpet his father, a multi-instrumentalist, had around the house. He started playing at age 13, when his father bought him his own horn. While in junior high, he studied music with Robert Lowery, a musician whose clinics and jazz band rehearsals were well-known in the community. Lowery remembers Brownie as a "serious" student: "He really wanted to get out of it everything he could, that's why he stood out more. Not right off the bat, after he learned exactly how to hear. I have a method, and when you learn that method you can actually hear what you're going to play. He got it."


Marcus Belgrave, who followed Brown through Lowery's classes, often heard Clifford practice. "When he played, everything was scientifically laid out. He was into writing ideas down, he would always tell me to write things down. He'd play everything through the keys." Belgrave remembers that even after Brown began playing jazz gigs, he'd still show up at this weekly community marching band whenever he could. "I asked him why he bothered to show up to play these circus-type tunes, and he said "I like all kinds of music," and from that point on, I delved into everything I could get my hands on. That one thing he said really turned me around."


By the dawn of bebop. Brown had already identified his inspiration: He loved the crisp articulation and intricate phrases of the ill-fated trumpeter Fats Navarro, Max Roach recalled that in every interview situation, Brown would always mention Navarro first. He met his idol in 1949, on a gig in Philadelphia, and was encouraged by the bebop master, who died the next year from tuberculosis that was complicated by narcotics addiction. After attracting the attention of Dizzy Gillespie and others, Brown then had his own trouble: He was in a car accident in June 1950, and spent most of the year in the hospital, recovering. Among his visitors was Gillespie.


When he was back in action, he played with Bud Powell in Philadelphia, then with bandleader Chris Powell (no relation), and then in 1953, landed a job with Tadd Dameron's band playing the summer season in Atlantic City. That summer he also managed to record twice—with Jay Jay Johnson and in his first date as a leader. In the fall of that year, he did a European tour with Lionel Hampton's band, where he met, among others, the trumpeter and arranger Quincy Jones—who contributed some compositions to his first date, and supervised some recordings Brown made while in Europe with Hampton. In November, Brown found himself in New York, employed by Art Blakey; the two Live At Birdland discs were recorded in February 1954, and featured future Jazz Messenger Horace Silver on piano.


Later that year, Max Roach, who was leading a group at the Lighthouse, flew East to propose a partnership. Brown accepted, and that summer, the group worked the L.A. circuit while Brown was engaged by producer Richard Bock  play on a West Coast-style date—the Jazz Immortal Featuring Zoot Sims session found on disc two. A week later, the Brown/Roach band hit the studio, and one of the great Synergies of jazz was born: From the summer of '54 until Brown's death in '56, there was no band that more skillfully combined the breakneck tempos and harmonic excitement of bebop with more relaxed and musical textures that would become hard bop. (This music, as well as Brown's later solo records, is chronicled on the 10-CD set Brownie: The Complete EmArcy Recordings Of Clifford Brown, issued in 1989.)


Brown had a few advantages over some of his peers. He was a disciplined man—his wife, LaRue Brown Watson, remembers squeezing in time with Clifford between his practice sessions. He was also drug-free at a time when musicians leaned on narcotics the way baseball players rely on chewing tobacco. Says Lou Donaldson: "Back then, a lot of guys were strung out. But Clifford was strong. There was nothing to get in his way. He was powerful, the guy who could play all night and never split a note."


Brown was a leader well before he became a bandleader. He led with his instrument, with his innate ability to place phrases so they'd sting, or caress. He had enviable command of the instrument, but was no mere button-pusher; his strength was the rare ability to give technically demanding passages a human heart. He announced himself with terse fanfares — he had a knack for starting his solos with phrases that snapped listeners to attention — yet never relied solely on the herculean feats. Trumpet players gush in admiration over his gifts: Belgrave said that at one point, he had to stop listening to Clifford Brown, because Brown "made you feel so inadequate you'd want to put your horn in the trash." Art Farmer, already somewhat established on the scene at that time, said much the same thing in an interview shortly after Brown's death: "...He was such a sweet and warm human being, I was forced to like him even though he made things very difficult for me as a trumpet player."


Brown emulated a few Navarro-isms, most notably the beboppers' articulation. Where most trumpet players grouped their thoughts by Slurring notes together, Brown, like Navarro before him, used his tongue more frequently, creating clipped, machine-gun lines in which every note was crisply delineated. For Wynton Marsalis, this remains one of Brown's signatures: "It's real hard to play the trumpet and tongue that much," Marsalis says. "That was the way he phrased. If you play a Charlie Parker solo on the trumpet, it sounds like Clifford. He had them fingers, too."

Brown also possessed an unerring knack for drama. With one off-balance phrase or a sudden reversal of direction, he could suggest sweeping mood changes; where many musicians operated at one volume, he'd establish a quiet mood, then abandon it in favor of a celebratory shout. Saxophonist Benny Golson, who worked with Brown in Dameron's band, admired the trumpeter's control of resources, particularly on ballads: "He could change from a meek lamb, musically, into a fierce tiger. He could play the bottom, top, loud, soft; he was playing the whole instrument."


Not incidentally, these elements of his musical personality helped non-musicians respond to what Brownie did on the bandstand. Jimmy Heath tells the story of a gig he played with Clifford at Spider Kelly's club in Philadelphia. "It was a little place on Mole St., near Market, and a woman who was completely out of her head, you know intoxicated, came up to the bandstand after the set. We'd been playing all the bebop heads we heard Dizzy and them play, and this lady comes up and says “I don't know what it is that you guys are playing, but you"— and she points right at Clifford — "are playing the hell out of it." Clifford had his head bowed in his usual humble way, and we were laughing. She didn't know what it was, but she knew he was doing it well."




“The last eight tracks on disc two come from the summer of 1954, when Brown met up with Max Roach and they were beginning to work in Los Angeles. Producer Richard Bock proposed a West Coast-style four-horn session featuring Clifford, with arrangements by Jack Montrose; Clifford, always looking for new challenges, agreed to it. Montrose remembers spending day and night with Clifford: "Art Pepper and I had a group that was playing opposite Brown and Roach at the Tiffany Club. For a couple of weeks there, I would go to his hotel room during the day and go over his tunes, and then we'd play at night." Montrose says he worked up charts on a few Brownie originals—"Daahoud,""Joy Spring,""Tiny Capers,""Bones For Jones"—and then was told by Bock to write arrangements for "Blueberry Hill" and "Gone With The Wind.""I don't think they were Clifford's choice, so I had to make something good out of them." Montrose also had to bridge the stylistic difference between Brown's searing-hot mode of operation and the more laid-back West Coast style. This was another challenge, Montrose recalls: "It wasn't the kind of thing he'd been into— everything he'd played had more fire. But his tunes were terrific, and everybody was surprised by how warm he was. I think he was less hung up by the style than by the fact he'd never played with those musicians before. But he got over that. It was a really happy date."


What was most striking for her, LaRue Brown Watson says, was the way Clifford was able to keep the different styles separate. "This was something so totally different from anything that he had ever done or would do again. I always thought it was strange that he could go into the studio during the daytime and play the kind of music that came out of Pacific Jazz, and at night turn around and play something totally different with Max."


As Michael concludes: “These moments and others, are not just the work of a clever button-pusher. They’re the product of a true thinker, an artist who was serious about communicating through his improvisations.”


Karina Corradini - Bridges to Infinity

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Here's another effort by the editorial staff at JazzProfiles to bring to your 
attention promotional materials "as is" which we receive periodically from services, in this case, Michael Bloom of Michael Bloom Media Relations, that offer media release and public relations announcements in an effort to help both them and the Jazz artists they represent get the word out, as it were.

Obviously, we will have to do this selectively as there is simply no way that we can logistically accommodate servicing all of the notifications about new music that we receive.

Additionally, formatting and bringing up this material on the blog takes time away from the site's main mission which is to develop and present - "Focused Profiles on Jazz and its Creators while also Featuring the Work of Guest Writers and Critics on the Subject of Jazz."

Hi Steve–
Hopefully you've received Karina Corradini's self-released debut CD, given a listen, and liked it.

The release date is April 19.

There's a lot to like, from upbeat standards to Brazilian bossa nova hits.

Bass-playing jazz great Christian McBride is an anchor throughout, in the studio (as producer) and with the band.

Let me know what you think of it - and please review.

Cheers,
Michael

Here's her informative EPK (about 12 minutes total, in two parts for easier viewing):

Part 1:


Part 2:


The official press release and bio:

Bridge To Infinity is the (self-released) recording debut of Karina Corradini, a talented and versatile singer equally skilled at straight ahead jazz, ballads, boleros and Latin American classics. Her beautiful tone, powerful voice, highly appealing jazz phrasing, ability to scat at even the fastest tempos, and warmth when caressing ballads make her one of the most promising singers on the jazz and Latin jazz scenes today.

Karina Corradini was born and raised in San Isidro, Argentina, one hour away from downtown Buenos Aires. She started out with conventional tastes in music, enjoying the Beatles and the Bee Gees before she discovered Brazilian music. “I started to pay attention to what was called ‘Tropicalismo’ and was crazy for Caetano Veloso, Gilberto Gil and Gal Costa. A bit later I discovered my all-time favorite, Elis Regina. I also really liked Nat King Cole, with his sweet American accent as he sang Latino tunes. When I was 15 years old, I met a group of young musicians who introduced me to jazz through Pat Metheny. I also listened to Paco de Lucia, John McLaughlin, and Al DiMeola and was very much into Egberto Gismonti and Lyle Mays as well. But then, after discovering the duets of Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong, I realized that that was the music I wanted to sing and if I only could sing a little like Ella, my purpose in life would be totally fulfilled.”

She began singing professionally when she was 18, leading her own jazz sextet, Karina Corradini and the Summer Band which performed at the beach, bars and restaurants during the summer. When the summer season ended, she sang on Corrientes Avenue in Buenos Aires, including a twice a week engagement for two years that often ended up as a jam session with veteran musicians. Karina worked at many venues (including the Teatro Coliseo, Jazz Club de la Plaza, the Thelonious Bar and Clasica y Moderna) and also twice toured Southern Brazil with her group. By the time she decided to move to the United States in 1999, she was among the busiest jazz singers in Buenos Aires. Even now, when she returns to Argentina on a yearly basis, she is always welcome to perform at the major jazz clubs.

“I moved to Los Angeles to learn Ella Fitzgerald’s language, and to study music in the land of jazz.” Karina attended Rhiannon’s workshop three times, seminars by Sheila Jordan, Mark Murphy and Kevin Mahogany, and studied at Los Angeles City College and El Camino College. After performing with a rhythm and blues band for a year, she formed her own jazz group and has since performed at a countless number of clubs, restaurants, concerts and festivals, mostly in Southern California.

The story behind the release of Bridge To Infinity includes a lot of highs and lows for the singer. “One of the first people who I mentioned my idea to was my dear friend Christian McBride. He not only got excited for me but also wanted to be part of the project!” The great bassist, who would be the album’s producer and main arranger, was not immediately available so Karina recorded six songs on a demo with pianist Mahesh Balasooriya, bassist Rene Camacho and drummer Marvin “Smitty” Smith. She used the arrangements of Eric Bulling who had been the writer for the Ella Fitzgerald album Ella Abraca Jobim. The results were so rewarding that those performances are included on the CD. When Corradini and McBride finally got together in the studio with tenor and alto saxophonist Zane Musa, trumpeter Nolan Shaheed, pianist Mahesh Balasooriya, drummer Marvin “Smitty” Smith, and percussionist Munyungo Jackson, the other nine songs were completed in two days. “It felt like a big party and was fun all of the time. All of those musicians are incredibly talented. But just as important to me, all of them have warmth, are non-judgmental, have an open minded vibe, and have a great deal of humanity.”




The wide-ranging program includes swinging standards (“You Turned The Tables On Me,” “Until I Met You,” and “Lover Come Back To Me”), boleros (“What A Difference A Day Makes” and “Tu Mi Delirio”), a tribute to Elis Regina (“Cai Dento”), bossa-novas (“Doralice” and “Voce E Eu”), and romantic ballads (“I Could Have Told You” and “If You Went Away”). Karina had one of her mentors, pianist Howlett “Smitty” Smith, guest on his original “When The Time Is Right,” and guitarist Barry Zweig is on two numbers including the uptempo “I’m Gonna Lock My Heart And Throw Away The Key.” Throughout the set, Karina’s singing is both inventive and beautiful while Zane Musa’s contributions consistently uplift the music.

Unforeseen developments and tragedies resulted in the release of Bridge To Infinity being stalled until now. Karina caught a serious fungus, Systemic Candidiasis, that resulted in her being ill for three years until, through research and the help of a nutritionist, she cured herself. In 2015 her close friend Zane Musa died in an accident. And Karina fell down a flight of stairs in Argentina, breaking a wrist and suffering from chronic pain syndrome for a year. Fortunately she is now fully recovered and quite active on the music scene.

“After all of that, 2018 is finally my year. I cannot believe that the project is finished and now everyone can hear it. I hope listeners really enjoy it. It is dedicated to the genius of Zane Musa.”

While Karina recorded a demo with the Tom Garvin Trio in 2001 (which made it possible for her to be hired for many jobs) and an unreleased CD in 2005 that included her good friend the late bassist Jorge Pasquali, Bridge To Infinity is her first recording released to the general public. Finally - listeners who live far beyond Southern California will get to appreciate her wonderful voice, musical talents and ability to make every song sound as if it was written for her.

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Michael Bloom Media Relations


The Enigma of Miles Davis - Barbara J. Gardner

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This features continues the theme of our recent postings about Miles Davis’ career after he made the move to Columbia Records in 1955 and returns to the JazzProfiles continuing emphasis on the work of Jazz writers.


This is our first feature devoted to the work of Barbara J. Gardner, a talented writer who was based in Chicago and who for over ten years was a contributing editor to Down Beat.


In addition to the lengthy work on Miles that follows and which appeared in the January 7, 1960 edition of that magazine, she also wrote profiles on Joe Williams and Abbey Lincoln for Down Beat. Other examples of her writing can be found on VeeJay Records, a Jazz label based in The Windy City, for which she contributed liner notes for some of its LP’s, including Wayne Shorter’s earliest recordings as a leader.


“There is no room for the middle stance. You choose up sides, and you play on your team. He is either the greatest living musician or he is just a cool hopper. He is handsome and a wonderful individual or he is ugly and a drag. His trumpet prowess is getting greater every day or his scope is becoming more and more limited.


Any current jazz discussion can be enlivened simply by dropping in the magic name — Miles Davis.


Yet these arguments can be mystifying in the frequency with which the opponents switch positions. A musician in a conversation with fellow workers is likely to blast Davis. The same musician discussing Miles with his dinner host and hostess may change tunes in the middle of the chorus and sing nothing but the highest praise for the trumpeter.


Unaware of the chain of events they were beginning, Dr. and Mrs. Miles Davis, on May 25, 1926, named their first son Miles Dewey. Miles, his parents and an older sister, Dorothy, moved from Alton, IL to East St. Louis, IL in 1927. There, Miles' brother Vernon was born. The first 12 years included all the usual brother-sister squabbles. Yet, though there were normal childhood frictions, Miles was gregarious, amiable, and had many friends.


Musically, his career began uneventfully on his 13th birthday when his father gave him a trumpet. Only his immediate attraction and dedication to the horn gave an indication of the mastery of the instrument he would later achieve. Even his family admits that in the beginning, the growing pains were considerable and Miles was no instant threat to any trumpet player.


"We still have a record packed away someplace that he cut with some rhythm and blues outfit," his sister recalled. "He was pretty awful. They don't even mention his name."


But the woodshed was nearby, and Miles used it.


By the time Billy Eckstine brought his big band through East St. Louis in the early 1940s, the worst was over. Dizzy Gillespie and Eckstine convinced both Miles and his father that the quiet, reserved youngster should continue to study music. While the band was in town, Miles had the exciting experience of sitting in. He was so awe-stricken by Charlie Parker and Gillespie that he could hardly play.


Miles pulled up stakes in 1945 and at 19 made the trek to New York City, where he enrolled in the Juilliard School of Music to concentrate on theory and harmony. At this time, the idol of the jazz world was Charlie Parker. Miles, too, was under the spell. He spent his entire bankroll searching the clubs and hangouts, trying to find Bird.


While his relationship with Parker, Eckstine, and Gillespie had been discomforting for him in East St. Louis, it was not nearly so overwhelming as being surrounded by the giants who inhabited 52nd St. in the mid-'40s.


The same Dizzy who had invited him to sit in with the band in East St. Louis, who had encouraged him to come to New. York and study trumpet, now sternly advised the newcomer to study piano so that he might learn how to build an effective solo.


The helpful and understanding Bird, who advised him to leave the woodshed and break into his own with the public, was making such departures in improvisation, rhythm, and harmony that Miles was bewildered. It was no wonder that the frustrated neophyte, just in his 20s, would quit every night. Fortunately, he returned every day.


He underwent the usual influences. His first idol had been Roy Eldridge, a musician whose influence spreads throughout the contemporary trumpet tradition. Once having heard Gillespie, however, Miles decided to draw from this man his major inspiration. For a while there was a period of complete absorption, and Miles Davis seemed destined to become a second Dizzy Gillespie.


But by 1947, Davis had filtered from the Gillespie-ish playing all that was not natural to himself.


During that two-year period, he had worked with Parker, Eckstine, Benny Carter, and Coleman Hawkins. He had so impressed the listening jazz public that he was voted Esquire new trumpet star of 1947.


Davis made his debut as leader in 1948. The first small group was replaced within months by a nine-piece unit whose exceptionally high musical caliber was captured on records. These celebrated 1949 recordings featured Lee Konitz, Gerry Mulligan, J. J. Johnson, Max Roach, Kai Winding, and Kenny Clarke. Musical pre-eminence, however, was not enough to salvage this experimental group. The gig folded after two historic weeks, and the group disbanded, its members spreading their messages on separate paths.


Davis went to Europe. In 1949, France got its first glimpse of 52nd St.'s new trumpet star. He played the Paris Jazz festival.


But when he returned to New York, Miles passed into comparative musical
obscurity. For a while illness plagued him, financial difficulties mounted, and musical appreciation and satisfaction made a sharp and rapid decline. This bleak pattern was brightened only by three noteworthy events: he won the Metronome readers poll each year from 1951 to '53; he made the Jazz, Inc., tour in 1952, and, above all, the musicians were still listening, learning, even copying.


It is this last fact that perhaps is most significant. It is the thing that, more than any other, explains the sudden reappearance and pervading eminence of the forgotten patriarch.



In 1957, there had come to be established a new sound in jazz, a new school of trumpeters, a new concept in communication in music. People began listening for the familiar characteristics and searching for their source. Re-enter Miles Davis, rediscovered, new star.


After throat surgery in 1957, Davis captured every coveted trumpet award in the United States and Europe. Readers of Holland's Muziek Express, Hamburg's Jazz, Echo, Paris'Jazz Hot, London's Melody Maker, all awarded Miles first or second place on trumpet in 1958 or 1959. In the United States, he has been voted outstanding trumpet star by Metronome readers and has won the Down Beat Readers Poll Award every year since 1954, excepting 1956, when he placed a close second behind his former mentor, Dizzy Gillespie.


As Davis now stands at the pinnacle of his musical career, he stands simultaneously at the nadir of sociability.


Ask any jazz fan who Miles Davis is. Most will say, "He's a fink, but he sure can play." Ask any club owner where he has worked. Most will say, "He's a headache, but the customers flock to hear him." Ask any musician. He probably will say, "He's an evil little bastard, but he certainly can play." In other words, two points seem glaringly in evidence — Miles is a difficult person to deal with, and Miles can play his instrument. Among his closest friends, and he has many, it is the consensus that Miles carefully cultivates both contentions.


The major accusation levied at him is indifference toward and lack of consideration for the audience.


Wearing what the well-dressed man will wear next year, Miles saunters diffidently onstage. Usually squinting through smoke from his cigaret, he briefly surveys his audience, chats momentarily with his sidemen, and idly fingers his horn. Snapping off the beat, he assumes his characteristic stance, drawing the muted trumpet inward. He shoves the mute tight against the microphone and breathes out the notes, placing each sound just where he wants it. He hovers there for several choruses, then drops his horn, and casually ambles away, off the stage sometimes, out of the room . . .


"No stage presence!" the customer will exclaim.


The appearance is certainly that he disinvolved himself from activities on the stand. But musicians who work with him deny this emphatically. The wily trumpeter is able to dissect every tune played during the set. Each musician's work is analyzed at the next rehearsal.


Why Davis chooses to wander about while the rest of the group plays is still as much a mystery as it was when he began doing it 10 years ago. It is by no means a newly acquired habit. Miles has never attempted to be a crowd pleaser, although these very eccentricities serve almost to transform him into a showman whose behavior, though often resented, is nearly as much a part of his audience appeal as his musical performance.


The quality of music that is presented is the major concern with Davis, and neither money nor threats can force him to compromise on this point.


During the spring of 1959 the Miles Davis Sextet, featuring John Coltrane and Cannonball Adderley, was contracted to play a Milwaukee nightclub. Adderley was hospitalized a few days before the opening. Davis agreed to go with the rhythm section and Coltrane. On the morning the five men were to leave New York, Coltrane contracted a virus infection and could not leave. The club owner insisted that Davis keep the engagement. Davis said, "No." The owner threatened to sue. Miles used his favorite unprintable epithet. The club owner sued — but Miles did not play the date.


There are few persons more noted for the use of flat, bald definitives than Davis.


Only an inconspicuous withdrawal or reversal of a celebrated position will belie the assertiveness of his original proclamation. "I shall never work here again" was hardly dry on the printed page before he was back at work in the same club.

Among his most flagrant asserted positions is dislike for the ofay. This generalized overt exhibition of racial prejudice, however, has been undermined in practice throughout the entire pattern of his adulthood.


Since 1948, when he formed his first group, Davis has hired competent musicians regardless of race. Among his closest associates are white politicians, actors, actresses, musicians, and citizens of many countries and many walks of life. He is no embittered hothead on this issue. His attitude has been arrived at because he has endured a series of cold, degrading, and demoralizing experiences.


An instance: arriving in Chicago during the summer of 1959, Davis rolled his imported Ferrari into a motel on Lake Michigan's shore only to be told there was a mix-up in the reservations. Sorry. Jazz great or not, there was no room available.

His refusal to accept publicly a poll award from a national men's magazine was prompted by his dissatisfaction with the discriminatory policies of the publication. Davis talked, as well as corresponded, with the publisher, explaining why he could not, in good faith, accept any commendation from the publication. In spite of the best efforts of the publisher, he has been unable to sway Davis' attitude.


This adherence to principle runs through his relationships. Once he has made up his mind, and cast his lot, he is more than reluctant to change his position. This is especially true regarding sidemen working with him. Both his present pianist and his drummer went through periods during which Miles had to adjust to and acquaint himself with their styles of playing.


"Miles thinks there is only one drummer in the entire world," a musician said at the beginning of 1959, "and that one is Philly Joe Jones." Miles seemed to give credence to this idea long after Jones had been replaced by Jimmy Cobb. Several times, he recorded only when he was able to secure Jones as his drummer. Gradually, this attitude began to fade, and Cobb at last was free to function without the ghostly sizzle of his predecessor behind him. Several months ago, questioned about Miles' affinity to Philly Joe, the same musician expressed amazement. "Well, Miles has that clean-cut Jimmy Cobb sound in his ear now," he said.


The exact pattern was followed when pianist Wynton Kelly replaced Red Garland. For months Miles was attuned to the blockish Garland swing, and he couldn't hear it in the melodic, stylish Kelly. But, sticking by their personal styles, and drawing from Miles' subtle hints in technique and execution, Kelly and Cobb came to be highly regarded by their employer.


Davis' ability to pick top musicians as sidemen is unerring, and the influence he wields over their musical expression is almost phenomenal. Sometimes by subtle suggestion, at times by brutal frankness, Miles whips a musical unit into a cohesive, tight-knit, power-generating single voice.


Not only does he usually walk away with top trumpet honors in trade polls, but like a powerful politician, he carries the ticket, and individual members of his group wind up well inside the first 10 of their categories.


This has been referred to as the "Miles magic." What are some of the elements that form the man and the magician in this trumpeter?


There is an undercurrent of loyalty and dedication to conviction that runs well hidden beneath a temperamental guise. Examples of his generosity and loyalty are described throughout the industry.


Earlier this year in Chicago, a man wielding a knife appeared backstage and began threatening the trumpeter. A prominent New York musician — unexpectedly out of work, down on his luck, and hung up in Chicago — was nearby. Seeing the man with the knife move in on Miles, the New Yorker knocked him cold with an uppercut.


Miles walked calmly away without saying so much us "thank you." Some bystanders were annoyed. Wasn't this more than adequate proof of Miles' insolence and ingratitude? Few if any of them knew the reason the New Yorker was present.
Miles, hearing the man was in financial trouble, had invited him to play the date with his group. He had no need of the man, but offering a handout would perhaps have hurt the New Yorker's pride. The fee Miles paid him was big enough to get him out of town and on to the next gig.


A contributing factor to Miles' attraction is his show of freedom and individuality. This exhibition strikes a chord within many persons who, on the surface, are critical of his attitude. He seldom allows anyone to bore him with small talk. A chatterbox is likely to find himself talking to empty space as Miles walks quietly away.


Although there are several individual writers and disc jockeys among his personal  friends, as a profession, Miles has little use for persons in communications. He seldom gives interviews to writers and almost never appears for radio or television interviews. One reason he will not do them is that he is, in his speech habits, impetuously profane.


But perhaps more important than that is his extreme sensitivity about the loss of his normal speaking voice.


After a throat operation a few years ago, Miles was told by the doctors not to speak at all for several days. Someone provoked him, and Miles blurted out a retort. The damage was done. Now he speaks in a soft, rasping, gravelly voice. It is curiously attractive, when you become accustomed to it, and strangest of all, it somehow resembles the tightly restrained sound of his muted trumpet.


The    striking,    delicate-featured    man who stands in almost shy uneasiness, mute against the microphone, is the antithesis of the confident, self-contained offstage Miles. There are those who believe this restless musician is the real Miles. Certainly his exquisite—at times even fragile—playing would not seem to be the expression of a braggart or a bully.


Standing somewhere between the unapproachable loner and the onstage lonely trumpeter is Miles Dewey Davis. At present, Miles is unwilling to share that person with the public. He expresses his conviction that each person has a right and a duty to live an independent existence.


If this attitude rubs many persons the wrong way, his popularity evidently rises with each disparagement.


It was not surprising that Miles in the past few months has won both the Down Beat International Jazz Critics poll and the magazine's Readers poll. What is surprising, however, is that despite all the criticism of his stage manner, the readers also voted him jazz personality of the year.


Apparently a club owner was right when, not too long ago, he threw up his hands in exasperation as Miles sauntered offstage after a solo. After reciting to Miles a list of his sins, he said: "The trouble with you is that everybody likes you, you little son of a bitch."”                                          


Slide Hampton: An Interview with Barbara Gardner

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“LOCKSLEY WELLINGTON HAMPTON WAS 27 YEARS OLD when, in the autumn of 1959, he left Maynard Ferguson's orchestra where he had made his name as an extraordinary trombonist and composer/arranger to launch his own octet. A wonderfully rhythmic and unique arranger, Slide came up with an unusual instrumentation for the octet: two trumpets, two trombones, tenor sax, baritone sax, bass and drums.


The struggles of keeping this octet afloat proved too much; in a news item in the December 21, 1961 Down Beat, Jay Cameron bemoaned its financial woes. By 1963, it disbanded. Slide has continued to freelance as a trombonist and arranger. In 1968, he moved to Europe where he found more opportunities to write for large ensembles, but an assignment to do the charts for Dexter Gordon's Sophisticated Giant in 1977 enticed him back to the states. Since then, he has freelanced with the best of them and led his own World of Trombones (with nine trombonists!) and The Jazzmasters, a 12-piece outgrowth of the octet.”
- MICHAEL CUSCUNA, JULY 2OO6

The editorial staff at JazzProfiles couldn’t pass up an opportunity to welcome Barbara Gardner’s writing back to these pages, this time with a focus on Slide Hampton whose composing and arranging skills are a perfect complement to his abilities as a valve trombonist.


Whether writing for Maynard Ferguson’s big band, leading and composing for his own octet, or heading up his 12-piece group - The Jazz Masters - Slide’s swinging, straight-ahead approach to Jazz is always a pleasure to listen to and always full of surprises, too.


This Is Slide Hampton
By Barbara Gardner


“Locksley Wellington Hampton, with more than nine years of professional entertainment behind him, became a father in 1946. He conscientiously set about the business of supporting a wife and baby daughter through the only means available to him, playing the instrument his father's band needed most at the time, a trombone.


He didn't particularly like the instrument, but his father was in all ways The Leader so Locksley took up the horn. Someone in the family band— he doesn't remember who—began calling him Slide. So the Locksley Wellington was buried beneath two new titles, Slide and Daddy, by the time he was 15 years old.


The Hampton family was a large one, closely knit by blood, music, and a powerful father-mother theatrical team who incorporated each of their four daughters and five sons into the act almost as soon as the child could toddle.


"They started out with about eight pieces," Slide recalled, "but as the kids grew up, the band expanded. I was too young to play an instrument so I started as a song-and-dance attraction when I was about 5 or so."


Slide was the last child, and when he was 3, the family unit hit the circuit in earnest. He can't remember all the places he went in the next 11 years. He dismisses it by saying, "We moved around quite a bit."


The family paused momentarily around 1946 and set up stakes in Indianapolis, Ind., which is still considered the home base by the young trombonist, although he was born April 21, 1932, in Jeannett, a suburb of Pittsburgh, Pa.


In 1950, the father began to tire, and the oldest son, Duke, assumed leadership of the band and kept it together until 1954. The elder Hampton had devoted his life to presenting his talent and that of his family in theaters; carnivals, and state, county, and national fairs throughout the country. In New York City, the group had performed at the Savoy, the Apollo, and Carnegie hall. His life line seemed to vibrate to the antics and entertainment of his children, Slide said. Less than one year after the family unit broke up, his father was dead.


New York jazz circles turned cold, clinical eyes on the Duke Hampton organization. The group returned to Indianapolis within four months. Slide joined Willis Jackson, returned to New York, and in his own words, "Starved there a couple of weeks."


Then as unexpectedly as problems had come, good fortune arrived. Hampton was hired successively by Buddy Johnson, Lionel Hampton, and Maynard Ferguson. With Ferguson, Slide suddenly was spotlighted and apparently earmarked for recognition as a jazz artist. Twenty-three years after he had entered show business, he began making his first important showing in two Down Beat polls. Somewhat ironically, in the International Jazz Critics poll, the veteran received his heaviest votes in the new star category.


In 1960, he formed his own band and began making a serious bid for recognition as a top jazz artist. The current octet has been together for almost a year, playing most of its dates in and around New York.


"Over the years, I have listened to a number of bands of different sizes that I liked," Hampton said. "I suppose the Miles Davis Octet was a great influence on the type of sound I would like to hear in my own group. With this group, I tried to get an instrumentation which would be between all the other sizes and yet get a little of each of these sounds. I can get a smaller sound by simply cutting the instrumentation; also I can get a big-band sound because of the instrumentation. Actually, I just extracted instruments which are less percussive or loud, and put in more hard brass and less reeds."


Hampton is reluctant to allow his band to become typed as simply brassy.
"Brassy is only one of the sounds I want," he maintained. "I want the band to be able to play at double forte, very loud. But I also want it to play just as soft so that the contrast will be really a contrast."


Running ahead of the group every place it appears is the remark that the octet is a   cut-down version of Ferguson's big band. Hampton takes no offense at such observations.


"There is merit in that statement," he admitted. "What people are thinking about really are my arrangements for both groups. Naturally, the flavor is going to be similar."


Hampton said he feels that he does his best writing and arranging for this size of unit. Yet, he is beginning to seek new horizons.


"After writing for this band for a year now," he said, "I begin to imagine other combinations. I think I would like first a piano player who can double on another instrument. Then I would like to add an alto saxophonist who can also handle woodwinds, particularly the flute. Also I'd like to put in a tuba for depth and body to the section. And, of course, I could use another trumpet and another trombone — but my, my, all that is so far away."


Meanwhile, he continues to write and draw writing inspiration from Duke Ellington and Gil Evans. He acknowledges no trombone influences, crediting saxophonists Charlie Parker and John Coltrane as his primary instrumental images.


"As much as I love the way J. J. and a few others play," he said, "the trombone is such a slow instrument, I would rather not try to pattern myself too much from guys who play the instrument, because it holds them back, and it would hold me back, also.


"The technique and the literature for the instrument are very slow compared with other instruments; consequently,I would rather listen to a horn which has more to offer."


In spite of his great musical dedication or perhaps because of it, Hampton looked realistically at the going style of today. In fact, he leaped right in, and a hit Gospel-flavored, jazz frame was the commercial springboard for getting his group heard and booked.


"While I am a musician, I am also a businessman," he said candidly. "I realize that in order for the orchestra to eventually play what I want it to play, I have to please the public as much as I can. I must admit that our hit tune, Sister Salvation, was written primarily for that purpose. It's a pretty good tune though and the fellows are still free to play whatever they like in their solos, but the main theme was written to catch the public's ear."


He said he sees no danger of his becoming entrenched in a commercial vise.


"In the first place, this music isn't so far removed from jazz that it can become a permanent handicap," he said. "Another thing is, just as the public went for that, they'll go for some other kind of music if it's presented right. As a writer-composer, if I spend enough time and energy trying to find something new to write, I might come up with something worthwhile that the public will like just as well."


The slightly built dynamo, at work on the stand, is convincing as a man who wants to "make people happy," and a listener is impressed with his complete immersion in his work to that end. He seems to surrender to the mood and play and direct the group with a physical abandonment that reflects his showmanship days. The soft-spoken trombonist reveals in conversation an intelligence that belies his lack of high school education, and he radiates a fire of determination that defies quenching.


Locksley Hampton, husband and father of one daughter, 13, and three sons, 10, 8, and 3, must necessarily be subservient to Slide Hampton, traveling jazz artist, for Hampton acknowledges, as do many traveling musicians, that the road bug is almost impossible to beat.


"If your wife loves you, being away from home is not going to change that," he said. "I don't say that it makes her grow any fonder of you, but if she's sincere and understands what you're trying to do, being away won't make any difference." His eyes twinkled, and he added, "Of course, you have to be just as sincere in being away from home. You can't just be 'being away from home' because you want to be away . . ." He laughed. Then he summarized his philosophy on music:


"I guess it's pretty true that a traveling man can never really become rooted. I know I have no great desire to stay in one place. The traveling part alone doesn't really interest or excite me. I just don't want to stand still in whatever I'm doing. So if it happens that whatever I'm doing has to be done or can be done better somewhere else, then, I'm sorry, but that's where I go.”


Source:
January 19, 1961
Down Beat


The following video features Slide’s octet version of Monk’s Well You Needn’t.


Julian "Cannonball" Adderley - The Barbara Gardner Interview

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In the following interview, Cannonball brings out some interesting expectations on the part of Jazz club owners and patrons about the “working conditions” of the times.


When I first started playing Jazz clubs, the first set began at 9:00 PM and the last set ended at 2:00 PM because the venues had as their prime focus - not the music - but the selling of booze.


Musician owned clubs like Shelly’s Manne Hole and Ronnie Scott’s in London, may have been exceptions to this rule, at least initially, but for the most part, the emphasis was not on the music or on the welfare of the musicians.


Under the circumstances, as Cannonball points out, there was simply no way that any musician could maintain a high level of creativity.


At the time of this its publication in the October 15, 1959 edition of Down Beat magazine Barbara Gardner was described as follows in the About the Writer insert:


“Barbara Gardner is a young Chicago writer who was born in Black Mountain, N. C. She was educated at Talladega College in Alabama, where she took a double major — English literature with a journalism minor, and education with a sociology minor.


In 1954 she moved to Chicago. She has an almost encyclopedic knowledge of jazz musicians. "I don't know how it happened. I just seemed to meet them all the time," she says. "And of course I was intensely interested in the music ever since I can remember."


Julian and Nat Adderley are her good personal friends, which adds an extra element of insight to her article on the gifted alto saxophonist. This is her first appearance in DOWN BEAT.”


“Jazz is currently enjoying — or suffering through — the most controversial era in its comparatively short history.


Great armed camps stand against each other. They are for or against traditionalism, modernism, progressivism, and even criticism. When critic meets writer, or Loyal Swing Fan meets Progressive True Believer, the blue tonalities and augmented chords are sure to fly until one camp has slashed the other sharply on its B-flat, and heaven help the bystanding neutral music lover who is audacious enough to intervene.


Underneath this furor, the musicians, of course, quietly go on about the business they feel is urgently important — the creation of music. But the critics and fans, not satisfied with dissecting the various "schools" and classes of jazz, have by now turned to taking apart individual performances. Here, the crisis shows itself — often in the form of open hostility as the jazzman loses patience at being scrutinized to determine whether he is a creator or an imitator, a miracle or a mirage.


Since 1955, one musician has been the object of this kind of examination and cross-examination perhaps more than any other. Wherever musicians or fans gather to discuss modern American music, his name crops up again and again. Dismissed hotly by some as unprogressive or acclaimed fervently for rugged individualism, "Cannonball" is fired into the debate. Here, say his admirers, is the man to be reckoned with as the leading altoist today.


The advent of Gannonball Adderley on the jazz scene was as instantaneous and forceful as his name might seem to suggest. If no one can remember his struggles for recognition in the cold and unexcitable city of New York, it is because he never struggled. His musical acceptance, achieved without effort, goes counter to all the accepted legends about heartbroken, unrecognized genius. He has, of course, worked consistently and hard. He has worked always in jazz, and with the greatest musicians. But his efforts did not go unrewarded; when he arrived in New York, he sat in one night with a group of name musicians in Greenwich Village — and was instantly recognized as a remarkable talent.


Yet the nickname "Cannonball" was not acquired as a symbol of the way he struck New York, bowling everyone over. Actually, it dates back to his high school days. His schoolmates, searching for a term that most aptly described his mammoth appetite, came up with "Cannibal." Time and the American propensity for word corruption gradually twisted this into "Cannonball."


Born simply Julian Edwin Adderley in Tampa, Fla., Cannon represented a talent always inherent in the Adderley clan. His father, Julian F, Adderley, was a noted jazz cornetist who presumed from the start that one of his two sons would play the same horn he did. But Cannon was not to be the one. After dabbling briefly with trumpet in high school, he turned to alto saxophone when he was 14, and it was left to his younger brother, Nat, to become the second famous cornetist in the Adderley family.


Cannon and Nat were something of a musical phenomenon in Tampa. Prior to their studies of instruments, the brothers were a temporary sensation as boy sopranos.
Nor was music the only area in which Julian's precociousness revealed itself. Academically, he skimmed along at a rapid pace, graduating from grammar school at 10, from high school at 15, and from Florida A&M. College at 18. At 19, an age when many adolescents are still going through preliminary bouts with the electric shaver, he was music instructor and band director of Dillard High School in Fort Lauderdale.


He grew up fast in every way. This was wartime and, he recalls, "we didn't have any adolescence. I was a fast young musician with plenty of money in my pockets, the men were away at war, and the boys were left around to fill in until they came back."


By this time, Cannonball had been working for three years in local nightclubs and on weekend gigs. Even when he began teaching, lie took advantage of every possible opportunity to blow his horn in the free musical atmosphere of jazz bands and combos.


But his dual existence continued. He went on teaching at Dillard High, and his students were fortunate in having an instructor who was proficient on trumpet, flute, clarinet, tenor saxophone, and, of course, alto. But the bright lights and dreams of fame and fortune continued to pull at him.


His indecision was temporarily settled for him in 1952: he was drafted. Yet, even in the service, his singlemindedness toward music never faltered. He led both a small combo and a big band. And meantime, he was creating a strong impression on jazz musicians who heretofore had never heard of the youthful terror of Tampa. One of them was Clark Terry. Later, Terry was to bring Cannon to the attention of one of the leading recording firms.


When he was at last separated from the army, Cannon went for a time to the U.S. Naval School in Washington, D. C., to study reed instruments. Then, in 1954, he went back to Florida, determined to wipe the bright lights out of his eyes and resume teaching.


But by now the pull toward jazz was too strong. And in the summer of 1955, the Southland lost another of its sons to the glamour of that self-appointed jazz mecca of the world, New York. Cannon arrived in Manhattan at the same time as his brother Nat, who had just left the Lionel Hampton band. He lost no time making his presence known. A stroke of luck helped.



The night after his arrival, tenor saxophonist Jerome Richardson, then with Oscar Pettiford, was late for work at Greenwich Village's Cafe Bohemia. At the urging of musicians who had heard "of" Cannonball, Pettiford — with some reservations - allowed the young man from Tampa to sit in. The musicians' trick of "wasting" the newcomer by playing a difficult arrangement was tried on Adderley.


The musicians were astounded at the outcome of the trick, which is as old as jazz. Cannon romped through the rapid ensemble segment of I’ll Remember April, then established his authority with a long, well-executed solo. By the end of the night, there was no doubt about it. the Tampa Cannonball was in — a welcome soulbrother.


This dramatic impact on the musicians of New York was remarkably parallel to that of Cannon's major source of inspiration, the late Charlie Parker, who came to the big city in the late 1930s, after considerable woodshedding, and astounded musicians and critics alike with his fantastic mastery of his instrument. This parallel, however, taken with the fact that Cannon plays alto with the finely developed sense of timing, the well-defined beat and the flowing melodic sense that had been the stamp of Bird for more than a decade, helped form the only cloud over his career: critics and writers pitted him time after time against Parker in their comparisons.


The musicians' grapevine, second only to the housewife's back fence as a high-speed conveyor of information, spread the word about the new arrival from Florida. Within days, on the strength of this reputation, Cannon was on his way. Arranger Quincy Jones and Cannon's army buddy, Clark Terry, had brought the altoist's prowess to the attention of EmArcy Records. He was signed to a contract.


For a time, he continued to work with Oscar Pettiford. Later, he formed his own group, featuring brother Nat. But it was in 1958 that he began one of the associations for which he is best known: he joined the Miles Davis quintet for the Jazz for Moderns tour. He remained with Miles until last month, and became in the interim friend, business manager, and mediator to the gifted and individualistic trumpeter.


Miles' temperament is, of course, legend in the music business. A complex, seemingly contradictory man whom many persons find difficult to deal with, he is the subject of much talk and speculation. Cannon bristles if the subject is raised.
"I don't understand what all this is concerning Miles," he said. "Miles is just what he has always been. He doesn't try to be the way he is because he is a famous musician. He would be the same type of person if he were a truck driver. He is just
himself, and he doesn't feel that he has to conform for the sake of conformity."


The question of Miles" personality cannot, however, be dismissed that easily. For one thing, there is the observation that Billy Taylor recently made during a Blindfold Test (Down Beat, Sept. 3). "I have been interested," Taylor told Leonard Feather, "in Miles' effect on his side men; how, for instance, he changed Cannonball's way of playing and his approach to music . . . "


There are indications that Miles also had an effect on Cannon's personality, though the changes are subtle. Miles has the rare ability to impose not only some of his approach to music but also some of his personality on his men. Thus, while Cannon is by nature a warm, gregarious individual, he seems to have acquired, in a superficial way, some of the forthright sharpness that is an innate and natural trait in Miles.


Thus it will be seen that the decision to leaves Miles' group is a decisive one for the alto man. He retains a tremendous respect for the trumpeter as a creative force in music and, consciously or unconsciously, uses Miles as his norm in discussing other groups or individual performers.


The effects of Miles obviously were not in the main bad. For Cannonball is currently enjoying a steadily rising appreciation among critics, musicians, and the lay public.


After having been named in almost every leading poll in this country, and mentioned repeatedly in European voting, he capped it this year by winning the poll that many authorities think is the significant one: the International Jazz Critics' Poll conducted by Down Beat. He walked off with the New Star plaque for alto.


Cannon shares with many musicians the paradoxical position of denouncing all polls for their serious omissions and inconsistencies while at the same time admitting that he has long hoped to win one.


"Yes, I'm very proud to be a winner in this poll," he confessed self consciously.
"Everybody wants to feel that people are accepting their work." Then, as if he needed a more practical justification for his pleasure, he added: "Then, too, the polls represent your popularity, really, and your drawing power. When the public is aware of you, you can command better conditions for your efforts."


The "better conditions" would surely include an improvement in the working conditions in nightclubs where, he feels, there is little room  for creative playing. And that, after all, is what Cannonball is after.


"The nights are just too long in most places," he said. "And the conditions generally are bad — small crowded stages and poor sound systems.


"After the first couple of sets, there isn't too much happening in the way of real creativity. You can't just turn talent on and off all night for six or seven hours. They expect you to get up there and create something new seven times a night. "It just isn't possible.”


Now 31 years old, Julian Adderley is a tall man whose heavy build makes him an imposing figure. He has been on a diet of late, and has cut his weight from 300 pounds to a less cumbersome if not exactly svelte 230.


An articulate and extremely well-informed conversationalist, he has a disconcerting habit of spicing his speech with short, earthy expletives traditionally thought appropriate to the conversation of sailors. Of this profanity, he says: "Once in awhile, when you're among friends, you like to let your hair down and just tell it as it is."


Still a bachelor, Cannon thinks that maybe he'll settle down "in about five years." Meantime, he says, "I don't have time for permanent entanglements. When I do, all this travelling and nonsense is going to stop.


"I don't have any definite philosophy of living. I am just beginning to get things straightened out in my own mind. But I do believe that a person has a responsibility to do whatever makes him happy. Nowadays, you can't always take time to reason — or regret what is past.


"You just have to live each day for what it's worth."


He reflected a moment, then went on. "I've seen so many people in this business who just couldn't get their minds together because of worrying whether they should or should not do something. Sometimes they worry about what people are going to think of their actions.


"If you are going to worry, then you shouldn't do a thing in the first place."


For the present, Cannonball has his work and his challenge cut out for him. The departure from Miles gave him the chance to do what he had never really stopped thinking about: setting up another group featuring brother Nat. After touring as stars of the Newport Jazz Festival concert tour, Cannon and Nat hit the circuit Sept. 21 in Philadelphia.


As he and Nat prepared to go out with the group, he was noticeably excited about the chances, about the possibility of finding that new sound that musicians are always seeking.


He was aware, of course, that uncertainty is a stark reality of the jazz world. The artist is never allowed to relax on his laurels and be carried along on the wings of deeds remembered. There is no time allotted or assistance given to those who have been so indiscreet as to fall from favor. They have to step quickly and quietly out of the path as the procession moves resolutely on.


Vivid examples of such tragedies are plentiful in the history of jazz. But there is a possibility that the new generation of jazzmen, of which Cannon is a part, has learned a lesson from its less fortunate predecessors.


"This is a funny business" said Cannonball, summarizing his attitude to music and to his new group. "One day you're right up there on top, and the next day you can't find a job.


"I want to be protected against that kind of future." 


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