tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103606592024-03-15T18:10:30.822-07:00Listening to PrestigeTad Richards' odyssey through the catalog of Prestige Records:an unofficial and idiosyncratic history of jazz in the 50s and 60s. With occasional digressions.Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.comBlogger1171125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-19848018132676532292024-03-14T10:15:00.000-07:002024-03-14T10:15:57.583-07:00Listening to Prestige 717: Bobby Timmons<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> Benny Golson and a full orchestra <a href="https://opusforty.blogspot.com/2023/04/listening-to-prestige-639-jimmy.html">had backed Jimmy Witherspoon</a> in Stockholm in 1964, and now in London in 1965, Golson was ready to round up a new orchestra and do it again. In fact, he was ready to recapitulate his entire Stockholm syndrome--he had done sessions with both Witherspoon and jazz singer <a href="https://opusforty.blogspot.com/search/label/Carol%20Ventura">Carol Ventura</a> in Sweden, and so again in London. Golson, producer Lew Futterman and Prestige Records had something of a hit-and-miss record as predictors of popularity. The jazz chanteuse sank remarkably quickly into an undeserved oblivion; the blues, pop-blues, soul-blues crooner-shouter remains one </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi56Ckrt_FNpTkaZ-Lfwt5SAXOHLbwfeMP5YRkfe5m38jzg6JuVbZlamjYkGrNOD_vQ_GIl3c48n7w9LwfmgFEPnK6__RHF3liUjmCcvrCleym7R3ki7074a7Mm0KeuRZ_A00LQQCOiT5XtykFPcA2zvyTT8tyAZTisjHbWMj_I4_VNHyBH0d_t/s455/Prestige%20box.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="455" data-original-width="340" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi56Ckrt_FNpTkaZ-Lfwt5SAXOHLbwfeMP5YRkfe5m38jzg6JuVbZlamjYkGrNOD_vQ_GIl3c48n7w9LwfmgFEPnK6__RHF3liUjmCcvrCleym7R3ki7074a7Mm0KeuRZ_A00LQQCOiT5XtykFPcA2zvyTT8tyAZTisjHbWMj_I4_VNHyBH0d_t/w299-h400/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="299" /></a></div><br />of the most popular representatives of his genre to this day. <p></p><p>Crafting hit records, and careers, is guesswork at best, as witness, on the one hand, Decca's decision to pass on the Beatles, and on the other, the mega-bucks and extravagant promotional campaigns devoted to Jobriath (who?) Making good music, on the other hand, is frequently as simple as getting some really good people together and giving them some creative freedom.</p><p>And such is the case here. Benny Golson clearly felt there was more to do with jazz singers and a full orchestra, and he was right. I spent an exhaustive amount of time and space on the previous Golson-Witherspoon collaboration, so I won't go into it all again, but this is a delighful album, the kind you'd put on again and again. </p><p>I don't know where they got the songs from. None of them are familiar to me, and few of the songwriters are even vaguely familiar to me. All of the titles sound vaguely like something you've probably heard before. None of them became standards, even though eight of them were released on 45 RPM singles. But they're good enough songs. and they fit Spoon's voice, and Golson's arrangements.</p><p>The singles were:</p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p>Make This Heart Of Mine Smile Again / Love Me Right </p><p>Oh How I Love You / One Last Chance </p><p>I Never Thought I'd See The Day / If There Wasn't Any You </p><p>Two Hearts Are Better Than One / Come On And Walk With Me</p></blockquote><p>The album was titled <i>Spoon in London.</i> Lew Futterman produced. Baxking vocals were done by the Ladybirds, a British trio soon to become known for their work on the Benny Hill Show.</p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-34072078809208442142024-01-19T11:40:00.000-08:002024-01-19T11:40:42.668-08:00Listening to Prestige 715: Montego Joe<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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Montego Joe's two albums for Prestige were his only two as a leader, though he continued to be in demand as a percussionist through the 1960s and '70s. This second album leans toward what appears to be an attempt to move Joe into the mainstream of 1960s pop instrumentals. The tune that was selected for 45 RPM release is "Ouch," which uses the popular device of a repeated catch phrase, in this case "You shouldn't do that!" This is the device most successfully used in "Tequila," and "Ouch" is pretty good proof that it isn't always successful.<div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUVlAphlAp6FciiqHytF4D7jGDwWRaPNrpc5mvBneltT8DX5v19tq9rpXdcRbdEU9TIzRpkZrZprYAUIdtM_QXJ7QtC7OVpfwH9EFKy5cbIdlzlV17h14g6FxV8zMH4_OsvM4TFfXAh_qSH_4Bkp9JCo_Bw63M-VzX-acSGPquXX-jJjW3SkSN/s422/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="422" data-original-width="388" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUVlAphlAp6FciiqHytF4D7jGDwWRaPNrpc5mvBneltT8DX5v19tq9rpXdcRbdEU9TIzRpkZrZprYAUIdtM_QXJ7QtC7OVpfwH9EFKy5cbIdlzlV17h14g6FxV8zMH4_OsvM4TFfXAh_qSH_4Bkp9JCo_Bw63M-VzX-acSGPquXX-jJjW3SkSN/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="294" /></a></div><br />The session log includes a credit as arranger/conductor for tenor sax man Al Gibbons. Gibbons had a solid career without ever quite breaking through to the top ranks. He played in the orchestras of Earl Hines and Woody Herman, and also in the avant garde Jazz Composer's Orchestra. He worked with Stanley Turrentine and the Manhattan Transfer. And here his job seems to have been to create a Montego Joe for the masses, although one suspects that producer Lew Futterman's may have been the heavier hand.</div><div><br /></div><div>Prestige, especially in the soul jazz era, was not a label to shy away from popular success, but neither was it a label to court it too assiduously, and the liner notes to this album, by Francis Squibb, seem to reflect that ambiguity. Are we courting the young crowd? Well, yes and no...</div><blockquote><div>The music presented here is rhythmically akin to the rock 'n' roll and rhythm 'n' blues of the discotheques and teen hops--but with a difference. The "big beat," with which almost everyone is familiar, has been seasoned generously with a variety of twists and turns from African tribal musical traditions and from African-American music of Latin America and the Caribbean.<br /></div></blockquote><p>In short, like "Tequila." Or like Perez Prado. As someone who lived through that era, I can't help but follow the twists and turns of Mr. Squibb's attempts to find a balance. The rhythm 'n' blues of discotheques? For a start, who used the 'n' of rock 'n' roll to talk about rhythm and blues? But if you were young and representing yourself as a hip aficionado of jazz, you couldn't admit to liking rock 'n' roll...but it was sort of OK to like rhythm and blues.</p><p>Sorry, I can't help myself. Squibb's discomfort in being a jazz purist writing about impure music reveals itself in his compulsive need to put words into quotation marks, that familiar device that signals "I'm really better than this, I'm not really saying this":</p><blockquote><p>The music of <b>Wet and Wild</b> was designed to get people to "shake that thing"--and not just <b>that</b> thing but <b>everything </b>[until] you are no longer "doing" the dance...but are a creature of the music and--perhaps--of something beyond music <b>as we know it.</b> [Perhaps you have seen them] "doing" the Frug, the Monkey, or the Swim.</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>The tunes on this LP, intended to emphasize the "commercial" aspects, have been selected with "the younger crowd of dancers" in mind.</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>Montego...continues to demonstrate...the ways in which supposedly "alien" melodic and rhythmical material can be combined with "native" jazz and pop material...</p></blockquote><p>So Montego Joe and producer Lew Futterman set out to make a commercially successful pop album. It was certainly something that Futterman proved good at, in his work with Jack McDuff and George Benson, and his later work with rockers like Ted Nugent. He would also become even more commercially successful as a real estate developer.</p><p>Why didn't it work with Montego Joe? Who knows why things do or don't take off commercially? But also, perhaps, Joe's heart wasn't one hundred percent in it. Although he continued to work as a percussionist on a number of jazz (and a few pop) sessions, his heart was more and more with education and youth work, as described in the notes to his <a href="https://opusforty.blogspot.com/2022/07/listening-to-prestige-631-montego-joe.html">previous Prestige album</a>.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i.discogs.com/fMplfD8Ltk2Uc60CVFrBJAgny8_c4bD_ZLy2v0duzs8/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:596/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTI5MTcw/NTItMTUxOTMwMTUz/My05NDI3LmpwZWc.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="596" data-original-width="600" height="318" src="https://i.discogs.com/fMplfD8Ltk2Uc60CVFrBJAgny8_c4bD_ZLy2v0duzs8/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:596/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTI5MTcw/NTItMTUxOTMwMTUz/My05NDI3LmpwZWc.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Al Gibbons, trumpeter Leonard Goines, and drummer/percussionist Milford Graves all appeared on the previous album. New for this session are Arthur Jenkins, piano; Ed Thompson, bass; and Sonny Morgan, miscellaneous percussion, suggesting that the budget may have been tighter this time around, or that for a more commercial dance sound, they didn't really need Chick Corea and Eddie Gomez. Jenkins, who during this period was primarily working with pop/reggae singer Johnny Nash, would go on to become a much-sought-after accompanist, working with John Lennon, Harry Belafonte and Bob Marley, among others. Sonny Morgan worked with Milford Graves on his first album as leader, and later with avant-garde vocalist Leon Thomas, among others. Less is known about Ed Thompson.<p></p><p>"Ouch" and "Give it Up" were the two sides of the only 45 RPM single release. <i>Wild & Warm</i> was recorded at Futterman's preferred Regent Sound Studios in Manhattan. I've selected "Haitian Lady," composed by Harold Ousley, as the most interesting track for me. But the whole album is pretty good for "dancing."<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><blockquote><p> </p></blockquote>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-56074438106244590382024-01-14T13:02:00.000-08:002024-01-14T13:02:52.024-08:00Listening to Prestige 714: Morris Nanton<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> Next up in the Prestige chronology we have the debut album by a pianist-composer who has fashioned one of the more impressive careers in American music, who has recorded over 250 albums, worked with "everyone from Ellington to Elvis, Joni Mitchell to Barbra Streisand, and Quincy Jones to Yo-Yo Ma" (from the bio on his web page), garnered a Grammy and an Oscar nomination, who has written the scores for 20 movies including the Streisand remake of <i>A Star is Born</i>; and a mid-career album (fourth out of a total of six) by a performer whose career is mostly bounded by the town of Perth Amboy, New Jersey, </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4xlyIxlTnV_vAbXotCyjDR8UZPwXQmu3xi8Dt9bUd4-ublzGWtF1hTdKr-m8x5knHVG8T9lnS1Uy2WdU1AEJ791vgwYGaJUy813AAFdQhyphenhyphenejbYyc-TkqOkz1sS-eK6YaPMaGD0XpfPxWcXhZcS6Ujp72C5XtHg8ssd73MUIUT-2W8PCvH0kTs/s388/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="311" data-original-width="388" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4xlyIxlTnV_vAbXotCyjDR8UZPwXQmu3xi8Dt9bUd4-ublzGWtF1hTdKr-m8x5knHVG8T9lnS1Uy2WdU1AEJ791vgwYGaJUy813AAFdQhyphenhyphenejbYyc-TkqOkz1sS-eK6YaPMaGD0XpfPxWcXhZcS6Ujp72C5XtHg8ssd73MUIUT-2W8PCvH0kTs/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />where he and his trio were local favorites for over five decades, including a 22-year stint at one local club. The former's debut album was not long ago rereleased on CD; none of the albums by the latter seem to have been rereleased.<p></p><p>Unfortunately, I was only able to locate and listen to one of these albums on a streaming service--and it wasn't the guy with the truckloadfull of credentials. <i>The Roger Kellaway Trio</i> was actually Kellaway's second album, but the first was done for a tiny local label, so this was his debut on the national stage, produced by Jack McDuff's guiding hand Lew Futterman. I can't give you a first-hand response to the music by this "lean, bearded, intent young jazz musician" of 26 (from the liner notes; I was able to find them, but no music), but I wish I could have. It sounds fascinating, from "one of the good tunes penned by Beatles John Lennon and Paul McCartney" to a four-note melody written for "prepared piano," the adaptation of a traditional piano pioneered by John Cage. </p><p>No jazz musicians were recording Lennon-McCartney tunes in 1965--in Arthur Taylor's seminal interviews with his peers a few years later, collected as <i>Notes and Tones, </i>the interview subjects are unanimous in dismissing the musical value of the two Beatles' compositions. And certainly none were experimenting with Cage's prepared piano, although Dave Brubeck did record one tune with a modestly prepared instrument, laying copper strips across the strings. Bizarrely, the easy listening piano duo of Ferrante and Teicher did try a number of these experiments during the course of their careers.</p><p>Kellaway prepared his piano by "fastening objects to the strings, including washers, nuts, bolts, and wooden pegs. 'The choice of which notes to prepare was purely individual,' Kellaway noted. 'Besides the melody notes I prepared mostly the lower level of the piano.'"</p><p>But for now, for me, these experiments remain tantalizingly out of reach. So I turn my attention, instead, to the May and June sessions which comprised Morris Nanton's second of three Prestige albums. and which I was able to listen to.</p><p>First, I can't resist quoting a little from Jack McKinney's album cover notes, starting with the "many forces" which shape the identity of the trio: "It is music that evolves from Art Tatum through Oscar Peterson; it has ties to the 'space movement' of Ahmad Jamal ('freedom within form'); in its more reflective moments it becomes an extension of Bill Evans' introspective analysis." But where McKinney really gets going is his of all the things the Nanton trio is not: "These are not cocktail sounds for lifeless zombies pouring more Manhattans into bored executives. They are not forays into obscurity in which erudition becomes an end and confusion a means. They are not essays on the psychotic by the introvert who is playing to magnify his egomania."</p><p>Well, thank goodness for that, I guess. The May 13 session consisted of four songs, two of which did not survive the cutting room. Of the two that did, the first is "Mood Indigo," a 6:34 treatment that doesn't exactly follow the melody line or the arrangement suggested by Duke Ellington and Barney Bigard, but which, as it extends further in time and further into its own improvisational world, paradoxically starts to feel more and more Ellingtonian. </p><p>"Mood Indigo" is one of the lovelier jazz melodies, and "Taboo" one of the cornier, but Nanton and his guys defy expectations again by giving us a good deal more of melody of "Taboo," also stretched out to six and a half minutes. To what end? It's hard to say. They're certainly not playing to its cocktail-exotica strengths, although there's some of that. They're not hipster-satirizing it either, although there's humor in their version. On one of their Perth Amboy club dates, this would have been a delight--having some fun with a tune you're perhaps a little embarrassed to admit that you recognize so readily, and at the same time giving some real musical depth of exploration to it. On an album--and it's the last tune on side B--it's still a delight.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAXYMk_nlr99hrS90SXDBmsiUo1_qGDS_9s0D4gRRpc74UKlRg7wkcrxTKDBB9p54o8a6x7nTLbBBQsVjSsTrI1aqHl0j-JS7AA-_Yr6HD_SP0zYm1V3Uoo5e7wIa5FXzx-hxRIi3Dj3ZaUbcLqCRPnMVLcT_oARFAmiA0DjsKhkxDWa8y4kgP" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAXYMk_nlr99hrS90SXDBmsiUo1_qGDS_9s0D4gRRpc74UKlRg7wkcrxTKDBB9p54o8a6x7nTLbBBQsVjSsTrI1aqHl0j-JS7AA-_Yr6HD_SP0zYm1V3Uoo5e7wIa5FXzx-hxRIi3Dj3ZaUbcLqCRPnMVLcT_oARFAmiA0DjsKhkxDWa8y4kgP" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>The June 16 session begins with a blues, "Something We've Got," the only Nanton original, the longest track of the two sessions, the title cut and the leadoff cut for side A of the album. What to say about a blues? One could go with McKinney, once again, and say what it's not: "a listless and hopeless essay on futility." Well, thank goodness for that, I guess. It is a pleasure all the way through, a workout in different moods and tempi by musicians attuned to each other. </p><p>Three shorter pieces finish out the session, and the album. "Any Number Can Win" is a moody number by French film composer Michel Magne for the Jean Gabin/Alain Delon gangster flick of the same name. Jimmy Smith had also recorded it. Two songs from the 1930s, Allie Wrubel's "The Masquerade is Over" and George Gershwin's "My Man's Gone Now" (from <i>Porgy and Bess</i>) are also of an appropriate length for a 45 RPM single, but that honor went--and appropriately--to "Something We've Got," split into a part one and part two.</p><p>Cal Lampley produced both sessions. The rest of the trio is Norman Edge (bass), who was Nanton's musical partner for over 50 years, and Al Beldini, drummer and vocalist (not here) probably best known for his work with Don Elliott.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-70329409293152192162023-11-24T10:46:00.000-08:002023-11-24T10:50:08.190-08:00Listening to Prestige 713: Carmell Jones<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> Another one of those definitely worthy figures who made a brief name for himself and faded into oblivion. You won't find him on any of the various internet lists of the 50 greatest jazz trumpeters of all time. Where will you find him? I dug a little deeper, starting with the forum section of organissino.com, where no one is so obscure that some coterie of fans haven't gathered to discuss him or her. I found one discussion of Jones, with all the entries dated 2003, when Mosaic released a box set of all his recordings. The reviews were there were all glowing, with several comparing him to Clifford Brown, and one mentioning that the set had been reviewed on <i>Fresh Air</i>. Nothing since 2003;</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg62k8bhirC4Suj32tglSmnXlXXkaRHs_fXXuvpv6QBoPTSZfK5rzlf4Ixxd91ZlXcqcpete8YqWFXLCqyNgKKp4pNxlLwW7qJbZIRv1QG1sH5cEUMPQxgJKMDpXM6VY2hG_CpnQn0maqTgjxw59IHqYGvDPHzqild40dFgYYaZUm2ICFe7Zu6_/s388/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="310" data-original-width="388" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg62k8bhirC4Suj32tglSmnXlXXkaRHs_fXXuvpv6QBoPTSZfK5rzlf4Ixxd91ZlXcqcpete8YqWFXLCqyNgKKp4pNxlLwW7qJbZIRv1QG1sH5cEUMPQxgJKMDpXM6VY2hG_CpnQn0maqTgjxw59IHqYGvDPHzqild40dFgYYaZUm2ICFe7Zu6_/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />I found a really neat jazz blog called Curt's Jazz Cafe, which has, among other treasures, profiles of "Obscure Trumpet Masters." Jones is number four -- they're not ranked; he's number four in alphabetical order, and blogger Curtjazz (I can't find any other name for him) introduces him with:<p></p><blockquote><p>He plays on one of the most famous straight-ahead jazz songs ever recorded, yet today people are more likely to confuse him with a film character played by Dorothy Dandridge, than they are to know the titles of any of his six albums.</p></blockquote><p>The "most famous" is Horace Silver's "Song for My Father." Jones had come east from Los Angeles, where he had recorded three well-received albums for Pacific Jazz, to join Silver's group. He played on two albums with Silver, and did quite a lot more sideman work with excellent musicians (incuding Booker Ervin and Charles McPherson for Prestige), and made this one Pretige album as leader, for which he received <i>Down Beat</i>'s "New Star Trumpeter" award.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/67/Jay_Hawk_Talk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="298" data-original-width="300" height="298" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/67/Jay_Hawk_Talk.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>But as was the case with so many black artists of his era, the racism -- and the lack of appreciation for jazz as an art form -- in the United States weighed too heavily on him, and he moved to Germany, where he would spend the next fifteen years, and would disappear from view as far as the American jazz public was concerned. </p><p>This would be his USA swan song, at least for the time being. He would return in the 1980, and make one more album for the West Coast label Revelation. It was titled <i>Carmell Jones Returns,</i> although by that time the reaction would have been not so much "Wow, he's back!" and more "Who's Carmell Jones?"</p><p>His later years were spent in his almost-home town of Kansas City, Missouri. His actual home town was Kansas City, Kansas, but the Missouri side of the state line was more hospitable to music.</p><p>For those who remembered him and those who happened on him for the first time with the Mosaic box set, his work was a welcomed pleasure, as well it should have been. What this session captures is a man who loved what he did, even if he didn't love the country he was doing it in. That love comes through in every note he plays.</p><p>New to Prestige is Horace Silver veteran Roger Humphries. Don Schlitten produced, and the album was entitled <i>Jay Hawk Talk</i>, a tip of the hat to Jones's home state. The title cut was also released as a two-sided 45 RPM single.</p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-6799319780540109172023-11-16T14:02:00.000-08:002023-11-16T14:02:35.570-08:00Listening to Prestige 712: Johnny "Hammond" Smith<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> I was going to say that as we move deeper into the 1960s, there's an increasing debate as to just what jazz is, but hasn't that always been true? When Nick LaRocca and the Original Dixieland Jass Band made the first recordings in 1917, there were plenty around to say that these white boys who called themselves the creators of jazz were a pallid imitation of what Buddy Bolden had done, and what King Oliver and that Armstrong kid were doing. When critics and historians first started seriously writing defintions of jazz, in the early 1940s (no one had really done it before then), they were motivated in large part by a felt need to </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbMYvOjixVo1bPzOLGZ2WYxqWnShCaOelILOjkmqTOkCQOImgdgw19VZDV98pLsF2nBuDAzNLXNWheUEnnW_UnCP_POpy1ojsBOEahkFONNMwFKywY0cY9FtoNdRsirmz2pqEoxdWBYD6cyyBUAiwoCvRxdW2c-r8K7VkyS-bO351di9nduzxP/s455/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="310" data-original-width="455" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbMYvOjixVo1bPzOLGZ2WYxqWnShCaOelILOjkmqTOkCQOImgdgw19VZDV98pLsF2nBuDAzNLXNWheUEnnW_UnCP_POpy1ojsBOEahkFONNMwFKywY0cY9FtoNdRsirmz2pqEoxdWBYD6cyyBUAiwoCvRxdW2c-r8K7VkyS-bO351di9nduzxP/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />create a definition that would include that new stuff by those guys who were turning chords inside out, and who, in the words of comedian Ronny Graham, "wouldn't know a melody if it hit you in the mouthpiece." In their zeal to have the new experimental sound taken seriously, the critics excluded people like Joe Liggins and Big Jay McNeely who were making records that people actually wanted to buy (a critical misstep which I have corrected in my new book, <i>Jazz with a Beat, </i>from SUNY Press, <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Jazz-Beat-1940-1960-Excelsior-Editions/dp/1438496001/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Jazz+with+a+beat&qid=1700167584&sr=8-1">available to preorder from Amazon</a>). <p></p><p>Later, as the music pioneered by Charlie Parker and Dizzy Gillespie became the mainstream, those avant garde critics became the establishment, and some of them looked with dismay at the new sounds that were being made by Ornette Coleman and John Coltrane, with even wilder young bloods like Pharaoh Sanders and Albert Ayler and James "Blood" Ulmer waiting in the wings. Hence, even though Prestige had its own free jazz practitioners in the mid-1960s, we could find, in the liner notes by Andrew Newcombe to this album, </p><blockquote><p>The music on this record--and it is music, in the full sense of the term, and in contrast to the squamose smudges of sound that have so often been passed off as jazz in recent years--testifies to the continuing validity of "good taste" as an aesthetic canon.</p></blockquote><p>Definitions of good taste come and go with the years, and it's heartwarming to see how, in the face of the onslaught of a new avant garde, those definitions can be broadened in ways that the establishment critics themselves would probably be just as happy if no one pointed them out. The soul jazz organists who were coming to prominence in the early to mid 1960s were not at all afraid to get their licks, and their rhythms, from that same rhythm and blues that had been written out of the canon--and, in fact, to use some of the same musicians who had played that music.</p><p>Smith, for his sidemen on this occasion, did not dip into the Prestige (and Blue Note, and Riverside, and EmArcy, and Roulette) repertory company. His choices were mostly more obscure, although they did include an up and coming star in Houston Person, who had made his first recording with Smith two years earlier, on Riverside. Earl Edwards, Person's opposite number on tenor sax, made a couple of records with Smith and that's about all--he does appear on a record Dinah Washington made for Roulette. I can't find any other credits for drummer John Harris.</p><p>The other Smith on the album, Floyd "Guitar" Smith, is a different story. Born in 1917, he came of age in the swing era, playing with the Jeter-Pillars Orchestra and Andy Kirk's 12 Clouds of Joy, and cut his rhythm and blues teeth with a couple of the early organ guys, Wild Bill Davis and Bill Doggett. </p><p>"The Stinger" is the title cut of the album, and it was the first 45 RPM single off the album, and--led by Floyd Smith's stinging but melodic guitar work, it is rhythm and blues all the way, with both "Hammond" and Person showing their R&B chops. This is the music that was at one time roundly denounced as "bad taste," and they do their swingin', backbeatin' best on it.</p><p>The other single off the session was "Brother John," so titled by Mr. "Hammond," but "Brother Ray" might have been a more apt title. I suppose if anyone moved the needle of rhythm and blues over from the bad taste to the good taste part of the dial, it was Ray Charles, but he still had enough bad taste to satisfy the most unreconstructed rhythm and blues fan, and so does Johnny "Hammond" Smith in this tribute to the great man.</p><p>All of this album is good, and it's varied. The standard, "There is No Greater Love," by Isham Jones (a standard! Good taste alert!) features some smooth playing by Houston Person (when you could still play smooth without playing "smooth jazz") and some tasty picking by Floyd Smith. "Brother John" is no holds barred. "Cleopatra and the African Knight," in addition to having a great title, does what the early rhythm and blues pioneers did so well--captures a big band feel with a small group. "Benny's Diggin'" weds rhythm and blues to bebop (as many of the early players did) and features some virtuoso work by "Hammond." Some top notch drumming by Harris, as well.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/4d/The_Stinger_(album).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="300" height="299" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/4d/The_Stinger_(album).jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>The soul jazz era, ushered in by Jimmy Smith, led to a lot of young keyboardists taking up the organ, and a lot of organ groups being signed to jazz labels. But just because it was a thing, that doesn't mean these young organists came out of a cookie cutter. They had individual styles and imaginations and creative impulses, and sitting down and listening to them for a while can only reinforce that realization.</p><p>"The Stinger" made up both sides of a 45. "Brother John" was backed with "Cleopatra." Cal Lampley produced. About the cover, I have nothing to say except to wonder why the Green Lantern is wearing red. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> </p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-24961904838863688202023-11-07T14:33:00.004-08:002023-11-07T14:33:23.181-08:00Listening to Prestige 711: Jaki Byard<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> I talked from time to time about swing-to-bop, in writing about the early days of Prestige, and artists like Zoot Sims. It may be time to consider a new kind of transitional music -- perhaps we should call it straight-ahead-to-free. I don't know what else to call this marvelous live album by Jaki Byard, except perhaps to add that its genesis seems to blossom from Charles Mingus and Earl Hines. To explain that, I'll have to quote extensively fron the liner notes to the original album, by the incomparable Ira Gitler.</p><p>Gitler desdribes a night when Don Schlitten came to hear two groups who were sharing the stage at the Village Vanguard--Mingus and Hines. Byard was playing with Mingus then, and he approached Schltten with an idea. Lennie Sogoloff, of the small but well-regarded north-of-Boston jazz club, Lennie's on the Turnpike, had heard Jaki's work on Booker </p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQtVWO3DiVmXDTf-laJ1oGtAZCnJflruI3ErkiZ5IFu7j43G6pQbkbupDOxsMr8vSyxf7a-DCy1n6VMxVfEgN2b3VGb5JvBXDxaq-k0IqDkK_QHMXowgFUV0eIvqNHmWgmofej-IYU9cOpa6dCX7_BVVDxhsK2t_H5qMQ1LqxvAZSSO7ZJElRN/s660/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="660" data-original-width="455" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQtVWO3DiVmXDTf-laJ1oGtAZCnJflruI3ErkiZ5IFu7j43G6pQbkbupDOxsMr8vSyxf7a-DCy1n6VMxVfEgN2b3VGb5JvBXDxaq-k0IqDkK_QHMXowgFUV0eIvqNHmWgmofej-IYU9cOpa6dCX7_BVVDxhsK2t_H5qMQ1LqxvAZSSO7ZJElRN/w276-h400/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="276" /></a></div><br />Ervin's <i>The Freedom Book</i> album, annd he wanted Jaki to bring the trio he had used to back up Ervin--Richard Davis and Alan Dawson. Dawson was a Boston resident, and Sogoloff had already line him up.<p></p><blockquote><p>Jaki, in turn, asked Schlitten if Prestige would like to record on the spot,</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>Don was immediately in favor of the idea and put his creative brain to work helping to shape the date. Since Davis was unable to leave New York at the time, he suggested George Tucker, then playing bass with Hines. Byard liked this and suggested multi-reed man Joe Farrell...Unwilling to trust the unknown, Schitten decided to employ a New York engineer...Dick Alderson was his man. </p></blockquote><blockquote><p>The group opened on a Monday. By Thursday, when Schlitten and Alderson arrived...the four men were really getting it together...Byard told [Don] they were ready. This was an understatement. Schlitten describes it as "One of the most beautiful experiencesI've ever had in listening to jazz." </p></blockquote><p>I wouldn't argue with him.</p><blockquote><p>It is interesting to note that the inception of this recording came at a time when Jaki was playing opposite Earl Hines. "Out of all the bands," [Byard has said], "The only one I used to dig was...Fatha Hines. That was the only band that intrigued me."</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>The Mingus-Hines week at the Vanguard was an inspirational one for Byard...Hines plays as if he is a big band, [and] it seemed to inspire Byard to emphasize his own leanings in this direction when he got to Lennie's. "I never heard Jaki play this way," says Schlitten. "He was like a 16-piece band. One second he would be playing the piano part, and then he would resolve and sound like a saxophone section. Behind Joe Farrell he became a punching trumpet section. Throughout the whole thing he was a bandleader. Here was a quartet that sounded like three times that many."</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f0/Jaki_Byard_Quartet_Live!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="316" data-original-width="316" height="316" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f0/Jaki_Byard_Quartet_Live!.jpg" width="316" /></a></div><br /><p></p></blockquote><blockquote><p>...For all the rough edges involved in such a mercuarial improvising process, there is nothing "haphazard." Even when they go "outside" -- and Jaki knows what he is doing when he is "out there" -- they are always under the firm control of the leader who is able to bring everything and everyone back "inside" to a logical, satisfying conclusion.</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>Schlitten recalls how the people at Lennie's were completely taken with Byard's ability to capture the entire history of jazz piano playing, (As he has made clear before, Jaki does not fool around in the various styles he is capable of adopting. He does not parody but instead transmits the "feeling" of the greats that he is able to embody as well.) ...Don states, "he runs the gamut from Scott Joplin, James P., Fats, Basie, Duke, to Garner, Bud, Bill Evans, Monk..." He also does the things that Brubeck and Cecil Taylor each try to do but either fall short or don't know when to stop.</p></blockquote><p> Ira Gitler is, of course, one of the great jazz writers of his era, but he is of his era, and it's now a half century since he wrote this, and times change, and tastes change, and perspectives change. Gitler could be forgiven if his attitudes, and his critical perspective, had fallen somewhat out of step with today's tastes. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i.discogs.com/KYryjULYFpDypwGz2eDqaJ0CNZMIMOWTdO2RSKZgKXo/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTgzOTIw/NDItMTQ2MDcyODYy/Ni05NjIyLmpwZWc.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://i.discogs.com/KYryjULYFpDypwGz2eDqaJ0CNZMIMOWTdO2RSKZgKXo/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTgzOTIw/NDItMTQ2MDcyODYy/Ni05NjIyLmpwZWc.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />And maybe they have. Maybe mine have. We live in a time when some young critics reject all of Coltrane's early work as being hokey and not worth listening to...and I mean, even Giant Steps.<p></p><p>But I don't buy that, nor do I think it's a universally held opinion. We also live in a time when young jazz musicians study their craft in college and are denigrated for that, often unfairly, and grow up with a respect for the totality of jazz.</p><p>So I'm going to continue to do the only thing I can do, which is to consider my 21st century perspective, and my judgment of Ira Gitler in 1965, to be a valid one, and continue from there.</p><p>What's remarkable is how spot-on Gitler was, even about Jaki Byard vis-a-vis Dave Brubeck and Cecil Taylor. Listening to Byard today, you can still hear what Gitler heard, and even putting into the context of a lot more years and a lot more music, Gitler is still right -- he always knew what he was doing when he was "out there," and he knew when and how to bring it back "inside." And it wasn't because he chickened out, and wouldn't stay as far "out there" or as long "out there" as Cecil Taylor or Albert Ayler. It's because he heard it all, and wanted it all, and found a way to include it all.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://m.media-amazon.com/images/I/61-d2fLUpXL._UF1000,1000_QL80_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="734" data-original-width="800" height="294" src="https://m.media-amazon.com/images/I/61-d2fLUpXL._UF1000,1000_QL80_.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>And all of this leads me, in 2023, in a post-postmodern age, an age informed by the conservatorship of Wynton Marsalis and Jazz at Lincoln Center and jazz goes to college and jazz meets rock and electronica and more jazz in heaven and earth, Horatio, / Than are dreamt of in your philosophy, to wonder why Jaki Byard, who encompassed all of it, and always with vision, and always with soul, is so underappreciated? If you look at the internet lists of greatest jazz pianists, lists made up by people who range in age from younger than me to ridiculously younger that me, where is he? Ranker, which is entirely based on fan voting and boasts over 8.7K voters, has Byard not included at all in a list of 70 names. The uDiscover list, compiled by" a team of respected authors and journalists who are passionate about what they do, with decades’ worth of experience in print, online, radio and TV journalism," does have him in the top 50, at number 41. But to the general public -- the general jazz-listening public, that is, the Ranker public, which knows enough to vote Art Tatum number one and Oscar Peterson number two, he doesn't exist.</p><p>Listen to what the man does. Start with my Listen to One, then check out the rest of this album, which you can find on YouTube but not on Spotify. Then listen to more.</p><p>On my last blog entry, I castigated those long-ago record company owners (visionaries all, who don't deserve my castigation except in this case) for only recording Andy and the Bey Sisters three times during their eleven years as a team. Fortunately, Jaki Byard did not suffer the same fate. Bob Weinstock stayed with him. This is his tenth appearance on Prestige, his fourth as leader of his own group. He would record six more albums as leader, and 23 more for other, mostly smaller labels up through 1998. On Prestige alone, he recorded with Don Ellis, Eric Dolphy and Booker Ervin; on other labels, with Maynard Ferguson, Quincy Jones, Roland Kirk, and others. And of course, most famously with Charles Mingus (13 albums).</p><p>He was with Prestige pretty much right up to the end, so I'll keep coming back to him. And there'll be more to say, since he wasn't much for repeating himself.</p><p>These were released as <i>The Jaki Byard Quartet - Live! Vol. 1 </i>(1965) and <i>Vol. 2 </i>(1967). One cut, "Spanish Tinge," was included on a 1967 studio album, <i>On the Spot. </i>And several previously unissued cuts -- the alternate take of "Twelve," "Dolphy" numbers 1 and 2, "St. Mark's Place Among The Sewers," plus Jaki's Ballad Medley which had been on Volume 2, were released in 2003 under the Prestige label, although by that time Prestige was a part of Fantasy and about to be bundled into the Concord group, as <i>The Last From Lennie's</i>, so someone still remembered Jaki in the 21st century (he died in 1999). Don Schlitten produced.</p><blockquote><p> </p></blockquote><blockquote><p> </p></blockquote><p><br /></p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-40232707891810394472023-11-03T13:39:00.014-07:002023-11-03T13:52:45.865-07:00Listening to Prestige 710: Andy and the Bey Sisters<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> This was the third and last album that Andy and his sisters made together, and one can't fault them for deciding to go their separate ways, career-wise. They all had artistically rewarding careers, although probably not with the recognition that they all deserved. One can certainly, however, fault the record company executives who passed up the chance to pass up recording this amazing trio -- only three albums in eleven years. </p><p>Family harmony groups have made their mark in gospel, in country, in rhythm and blues and soul, but there has never been a family harmony group in jazz like Andy and the Bey Sisters. The Mills Brothers made their contribution to jazz as well as to </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjixSytZk4Z_0dwFhOEK6J_oJftnaVNwIbBqFJClxdCQBulMLn6OoWuylhDOR1bMKHcTPIYi74ptE5BOLj_aC8Dyzlp31HFdZ4RYswKXSBRSdceEEM3P_4Wk9G00Aw1k_f3ST2P5l1AaEActE-79dph0SQOA9ktoAobprXiMFe0rJstPqkdneUZ/s480/Prestige%20box.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="400" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjixSytZk4Z_0dwFhOEK6J_oJftnaVNwIbBqFJClxdCQBulMLn6OoWuylhDOR1bMKHcTPIYi74ptE5BOLj_aC8Dyzlp31HFdZ4RYswKXSBRSdceEEM3P_4Wk9G00Aw1k_f3ST2P5l1AaEActE-79dph0SQOA9ktoAobprXiMFe0rJstPqkdneUZ/w334-h400/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="334" /></a></div><br />pop, but there were none that I can recall with the modern phrasing and sensibility of the three Beys. Add the close, supportive feeling of a family group to the dangerous edginess of the modern sound, and you have something unique.<p></p><p>They start out with "Tammy," from the folksy-corny movie of the same name with Debbie Reynolds. I should probably turn in my hipster credentials for saying this, but I love the melody of "Tammy." It was written by Hollywood jinglemasters Ray Evans and Jay Livingston, and I think it's one of the most beautiful melodies to come out of 1950s pop. But it is simple, it is a little naive, and while what the Beys do with it is edgy and interesting, it may be a little more than the melody can bear.</p><p>But then they get something they can sink their teeth into, Ray Charles's "Hallelujah, I Love Her So." With gospel's deep tradition of family harmony, Charles's sensual overlay, and their own contemporary arrangement, they come bursting out, riding Kenny Burrell's guitar and Andy's piano to a thrilling treatment of this rhythm and blues classic. Remarkably, they distance themselves from Ray by taking it almost completely out of the church, and they make it work.</p><p>"Everybody Loves My Baby" takes this Spencer Williams anthem of the Roaring Twenties and moves from a scatted intro by Andy into three-part harmony that notches another decade on the Beys' scorecard. "Round Midnight" reaches into a totally different world, that of Thelonious Monk, and drawe it too into the Beys' world, with the harmonies, the Burrell guitar, and some lovely solo parts by Andy.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i.discogs.com/GEbRn0DXwa49PzCFGaANymL3JVSHi33ZUzl_PUecHf8/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTEzNTQz/NTctMTMyNzUyNTkx/Ni5qcGVn.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://i.discogs.com/GEbRn0DXwa49PzCFGaANymL3JVSHi33ZUzl_PUecHf8/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTEzNTQz/NTctMTMyNzUyNTkx/Ni5qcGVn.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />And I could go on. Every track on this album is a new delight. Each of them gets a solo turn, as they prepare to launch into three solo careers--each of them tintroducing her or himself on the "Love Melody" that came from the second session but became the first track of the album -- Salome on "Love is Just Around the Corner," Geraldine on "I Love You," Andy on "Love You Madly."<p></p><p>Few swan song albums have done it better.</p><p>Cal Lampley produced. '<i>Round Midnight</i> was the album title. There were no 45 RPM singles from either session, which is a bit of a surprise, given that Prestige always did well with vocals.</p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-6773410708233878062023-10-28T13:37:00.000-07:002023-10-28T13:37:08.475-07:00Listening to Prestige 709 Lucky Thompson<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> This was Lucky Thompson's fourth (counting an early session with Miles Davis) and final album for Prestige. After that, in the early 1970, he made three more for the small but prestigious independent label Groove Merchant, and then apparently grew disillusioned with the music business altogether, and dropped out. It would be good to report that he had moved to Europe, where he continued to be highly regarded. He had lived in Paris from 1957-62, before returning to New York and his Prestige recording years. He did, in fact, go back from 1968-70, living in Lausanne, Switzerland, but then returned to the States again, and whatever he was looking for, he must not have found it, although he appeared to making a decent life for himself. In addition to the Groove Merchant sessions, he also taught at Dartmouth college for </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9XkJtCTGIWfcsyCPzngjR0ARWvAGHr42VKCtbkXV8jnAlICNz6B6hEzANNCOquV56Prso5ql6EWuretlqQDC3s0UEYC5x9iygFH3AcALvoJZNIsdcz7UZq4G5N6bQU7OD8wjrWVIQZx44qaZcCX1Hp1KDxDcUaEqksq6j_B5-4lY6FDyK1VqA/s365/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="365" height="263" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9XkJtCTGIWfcsyCPzngjR0ARWvAGHr42VKCtbkXV8jnAlICNz6B6hEzANNCOquV56Prso5ql6EWuretlqQDC3s0UEYC5x9iygFH3AcALvoJZNIsdcz7UZq4G5N6bQU7OD8wjrWVIQZx44qaZcCX1Hp1KDxDcUaEqksq6j_B5-4lY6FDyK1VqA/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />two years, 1973-74. Then he dropped out.<p></p><p>He continued to be highly regarded in Europe -- small European labels would release forgotten or unreleased sessions by him over the next couple of decades -- but he never returned, and he seems to have grown altogether disillusioned with music. According to his obituary in the <i>New York Times</i>:</p><blockquote><p>Fiercely intelligent, Mr. Thompson was outspoken in his feelings about what he considered the unfair control of the jazz business by record companies, music publishers and booking agents. </p></blockquote><p>Something of his later life was described by Ben Ratliff, writing the <i>Times</i> obituary:</p><blockquote><p>Friends say he lived for a time on Manitoulin Island in Ontario and in Georgia before eventually moving west. By the early 90's he was in Seattle, mostly living in the woods or in shelter offered by friends. He did not own a saxophone. He walked long distances, and was reported to have been in excellent, muscular shape.</p><p>He was hospitalized a number of times in 1994, and finally entered the Washington Center for Comprehensive Rehabilitation.</p><p>...He was rarely seen in public; at times it was hard for his old friends to find him. But the drummer Kenny Washington remembered Mr. Thompson's showing up when Mr. Washington was performing with Johnny Griffin's group at Jazz Alley in Seattle in 1993. Mr. Thompson listened, conversed with the musicians, and then departed on foot for the place where he was staying -- in a wooded spot in the Beacon Hill neighborhood, more than three miles away.</p></blockquote><p>He died of complications from Alzheimer's in Seattle in 2005.</p><p><br /></p><p>His 1965 Prestige session was called, with bitter irony as things were to turn out, <i>Lucky Thompson Plays Happy Days are Here Again</i> (and one wonders if that song ever really signalled happy days for anyone). Thompson is still the guy who played with Erskine Hawkins and with Charlie Parker, equally at home with swing and bebop, and so the old chestnut, the theme song of Democratic presidential hopeful Al Smith, is a fitting start point for the session. Thompson has a swingster's affimity for melody, a bebopper's comfort with complexity. There's a complexity of emotion, too, in Thompson's interpretation of this paean to untrammeled happiness, as a tinge of melancholy pervades his version.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/06/Lucky_Thompson_Plays_Happy_Days_Are_Here_Again.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="312" data-original-width="320" height="312" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/06/Lucky_Thompson_Plays_Happy_Days_Are_Here_Again.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>"Happy Days are Here Again" is also closely associated with Barbra Streisand, and in fact the whole album revolves around songs associated with Streisand, even if she's not necessarily the primary association. "Cry Me a River," the next standard up, was sung by Barbra, but will forever be Julie London's. "Cry Me a River" is a song that's well-nigh irresistible for any singer with even a flicker of torch in their pipes, from Ella Fitzgerald to Joe Cocker, certainly Streisand, most famously London. There are well over 600 covers of it. Sixty-odd instrumental versions make it a quasi-jazz standard as well, though not all that many A-listers have had a go at it: in addition to Thompson, it's been recorded by Dexter Gordon (in 1955, contemporaneous with London), Ray Bryant, Don Elliott, J. J. Johnson, Pete Candoli and a few others. <a href="https://opusforty.blogspot.com/2019/12/listen-to-prestige-435-johnny-hammond.html">Johnny "Hammond" Smith</a> did it for Prestige.</p><p>The song was written by Arthur Hamilton, who had a long and not unsuccessful career as a songwriter and lyricist, but if he had been told he could keep all the money he made from all his other songs, but would have to return all his "Cry Me a River" royalties, he'd be pretty deeply in the red. He also had a pretty good hit with "Sing a Rainbow," from the Jack Webb movie <i>Pete Kelly's Blues.</i> He wrote three songs for <i>Pete Kelly's Blues</i>, two of which made it into the movie. The rejected one was "Cry Me a River."</p><p>Thompson makes you wonder why there aren't more jazz treatments of it. In his version, it has everything--the melodic sweetness, the uptempo bebop improvisation, room for a wonderful Tommy Flanagan solo. stickwork by Walter Perkins that embellishes as it drives.</p><p>Other standards follow: "You Don't Know What Love Is," "As Time Goes By," and of course the song most closely associated with Streisand, "People." He plays one number of his own composition, "Safari." It would have to be pretty good to keep company with these popular favorites, and it is.</p><p>In writing recently about <a href="https://opusforty.blogspot.com/2023/10/listening-to-prestige-706.html">Chuck Wayne</a>, I discussed "that genre that's sometimes called 'mainstream' or 'straight ahead' jazz, but might best be called 'timeless jazz,' music that comes not out of any school or any era, but out of a quest for beauty, for an edge, for virtuosity, that comes from a love of playing and a mastery of the instrument and the form."</p><p>That's this album. Soul jazz and free jazz were the zeitgeist in 1965; this is neither. Barbra Streisand was the hottest thing on Broadway and in Hollywood; this isn't about her. It's timeless jazz, and thamk heavens for it.</p><p>Tommy Flanagan, George Tucker and Walter Perkins, three men at home in the world of timeless jazz, were the rhythm section. On "Safari" and "You Don't Know What Love Is" they are joined by harpist Jack Melady. Not primarily a jazz musician, Melady was known for his work in Broadway show pits, with Irish folkies the Clancy Brothers, and for a couple of albums of lounge favorites with cellist Julius Ehrenwerth, as Jack and Julie. He fits in here nicely, though.</p><p>Don Schlitten produced. "Happy Days are Here Again" and "Cry Me a River" were the single. </p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-7280492075726129222023-10-27T08:55:00.005-07:002023-10-27T08:58:44.837-07:00Listening to Prestige 708 - Brother Jack McDuff - Benny Golson<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> This is an odd little session -- odd in so many ways. First, each cut seems to have slightly different personnel, although that may not be the case. it may been the same group of musicians, billed differently for each cut. Second, with all the painstaking care taken to separately identify the musicians for each cut in the session log, no one seems to have jotted down the date of the session -- it's just "some time in early 1965." Third, they don't seem to have had any strong reason for calling this session, unless it was just that Benny Golson had paid the big band for one more day. Each of the three cuts from the sometime in early May session ended up on a different McDuff potpourri album, one released in 1967, the other two in 1969.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdLXZNy3gwXVxBIFGO2WF_4GlU499HfXsuhxhxpupiP-jZvPd2dTdVWx-bePIqSA-xjUA8kA38wSjOvokV4TDbZyzGsNGPuPr728gbrp2aami-6l6cF2jIOwyeD5Mjqu1owIYRTEdaPXwW4qOarx7vz1peJa5Yf1cWBB2On5XYDr7ER3XyHgcK/s430/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="430" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdLXZNy3gwXVxBIFGO2WF_4GlU499HfXsuhxhxpupiP-jZvPd2dTdVWx-bePIqSA-xjUA8kA38wSjOvokV4TDbZyzGsNGPuPr728gbrp2aami-6l6cF2jIOwyeD5Mjqu1owIYRTEdaPXwW4qOarx7vz1peJa5Yf1cWBB2On5XYDr7ER3XyHgcK/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="298" /></a></div><br />Since Prestige doesn't seem to have given a lot of time and attention to the session, I won't either. Lew Futterman, McDuff's manager/producer, was at the controls. McDuff's core group is solid, and Benny Golson was doing some very interesting work with this studio band of unidentified musicians, which is another oddity of the session. Golson, at least according to Lew Futterman, jumped at the chance to record with McDuff, and a second go-round, now that McDuff has faded into history and Golson receives the honors of esteemed elder, is good to have. I've discussed their previous collaboration <a href="https://opusforty.blogspot.com/2022/04/listening-to-prestige-625-jack-mcduff.html">here</a>.<p></p><p>"Rockabye" was released on the 1967 album <i>The Midnight Sun</i>. Two years later, "English Country Gardens" came out on <i>I Got a Woman</i> and "Shortnin' Bread" on <i>Steppin' Out.</i></p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-85842511745354762022023-10-26T10:45:00.001-07:002023-10-26T10:45:37.503-07:00Listening to Prestige 707 Freddie McCoy<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> It's 1965, and Prestige is fully committed to riding the wave of soul jazz, and no one exemplified that better than Freddie McCoy, who was tapped by Johnny "Hammond " Smith (later known as Johnny Hammond) on a<a href="https://opusforty.blogspot.com/search/label/Freddie%20McCoy"> couple of Prestige albums </a>before getting this shot at an album under his own name--a position he was not to relinquish quickly. He would release seven albums on Prestige over a three year period, then one album on a tiny independent label in 1971, then nothing. He dropped out of sight, apparently left the music business. He died in 2009 in Morocco, where he was living under his adopted Muslim name of Dit Ahmed Sofi.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaWVQUEdYpX-QtKxQqE7wqUrPwObYfAFNq5mbcJhsPHh-m1N6RZL6FfghMz6-24jUFetAdEgPItQtNzRaYq6015_no8kqEMJ70XrJBheHrvMFH40CtP5mqts0Ny9iE-Tt_dVcSLEmr5y-41WZD_AIuLnPoMHtg72vtS7rpe4CLTUE3FWWTmGBr/s455/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="455" data-original-width="322" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaWVQUEdYpX-QtKxQqE7wqUrPwObYfAFNq5mbcJhsPHh-m1N6RZL6FfghMz6-24jUFetAdEgPItQtNzRaYq6015_no8kqEMJ70XrJBheHrvMFH40CtP5mqts0Ny9iE-Tt_dVcSLEmr5y-41WZD_AIuLnPoMHtg72vtS7rpe4CLTUE3FWWTmGBr/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="226" /></a></div><br />Larry, of the Funky16Corners blog, rates McCoy as "the finest, purely 'soul jazz' vibraphonist I’ve ever heard, and while others may lay claim to that distinction--and I would never tout any artist (well, except for Louis Armstrong) as <i>the </i>finest of anything, a strong case could be made for Freddie McCoy as the quintessential soul jazz vibist. His commitment to this signature jazz sound of the 1960s seems to have been total, and his ability to coax soul out of an instrument that does not allow much for the slurs or microtonalities of the blues. <p></p><p>McCoy's first entry into ars poetica of soul jazz, his first tune of his first session, first cut (and the title cut) on his first album, was Doc Pomus's 'Lonely Avenue," originally recordeed by Ray Charles, inspired by the Pilgrim Travelers' gospel song "How Jesus Died." My first thought on seeing the set list was "What made Freddie McCoy think he could possibly do this?" Just as my first thought on hearing Ray's version was "How could he do it? This could so easily go wrong--how did he make it so right?" Surprisingly, it's had rather a lot of covers since Ray's masterpiece, including British Invasion soft rockers Peter and Gordon (mistake) and the Everly Brothers (big mistake -- the Everlys could sing almost anything, including several other Ray Charles covers, but they couldn't sing this. </p><p>In short, I wasn't expecting much.</p><p>And it didn't take long to convince me otherwise.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i2.wp.com/flophousemagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/02/IMG_2147-e1549975374185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="799" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://i2.wp.com/flophousemagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/02/IMG_2147-e1549975374185.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>If you loved the sound of the vibraphone, as Prestige's Bob Weinstock apparently did, and you were convinced that soul jazz was what was going to keep your label afloat in the 1960s, you had found your guy. With the vibraphone playing off the full sound of trumpet, baritone sax, trombone and organ, with a brilliant arrangement by trumpeter Gil Askey, it was pretty clear that Prestige had come up with another winner in the soul jazz sweepstakes.</p><p>Freddy McCoy, at 32, may have been a new face on the soul jazz scene, but soul jazz was not an entirely new sound (see my book, Jass with a Beat), and McCoy and producer Cal Lampley came up with some veteran talent to make this session work. Tate Houston, 40, made his first recordings with Billy Eckstine in 1946. He followed that up with stints with Sonny Stitt and Milt Jackson, and played at Detroit's Blue Bird Inn. He moved from bebop to rhythm and blues with Hal "Cornbread" Singer and Big John Greer. Napoleon "Snags" Allen's career goes back even further, being one of the first to introduce the electric guitar to the New York scene in the 1930s. Martin Rivera is probably best known for his work with Junior Mance in the 1980s, but his recording career goes back to the mid-1950s, and like Houston and Allen, was one of New York's reliable studio musicians. Like Ray Lucas, he has recorded on Prestige betore -- Rivera with Kenny Burrell, Lucas with Bobby Timmons and King Curtis. Organist James Thomas is almost certainly not the British classical organist and choir director of the same name, and I haven't been able to find out anything else about him.</p><p>The abum was recorded in two sessions, January 25 and February 16, and the second session was augmented with trombonist Dicky Harris, another veteran whose roots go back to Erskine Hawkins in the 1930s, and whose rhythm and blues credentials include work with Lucky Millinder, Ruth Brown and Sam Cooke.</p><p>t's unusual to see an arranger credit on an album by a small jazz combo, but Gil Askey certainly deserves it here. Askey, a 25-year veteran of the jazz scene (Dizzy Gillespie, Miles Davis, Duke Ellington, Count Basie) took on this gig on the way to a full time job that would keep him occupied for the next decade and more. He had just gotten a call earlier in the month from a young Detroit entrepreneur who was starting a new label.</p><p>Berry Gordy was to describe Askey as ""the glue that kept everything together" at Motown, and he is generally recognized as one of the important creators of the Motown sound. He was instrumental in developing the Jackson Five, and when the brothers were first booked on Ed Sullivan, little Michael was afraid to go until he was reassured by the sight of "Uncle Gil" in the wings.</p><p>Askey's musical roots go back to the Austin, Texas, Anderson High School Marching Band (Kenny Dorham was a bandmate), one of the first Black marching bands to gain prominence. He developed his skills in rhythm and blues as an arranger for Buddy Johnson, and touring with 1950s package shows as the backup band for Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers, the Platters, the Clovers, Jackie Wilson, Lloyd Price and many more.</p><p>None of these musicians played on subsequent McCoy recordings. McCoy was talented enough, and attuned enough to the zeitgeist, to build a successful career on his own talents. But these veterans, and especially the arranging genius of Gil Askey, gave him a particularly powerful debut.</p><p><i>Lonely Avenue </i>became the title of the album, and also the A side of its first 45 RPM single release. The B side was "Collard Greens," continuing a rhythm and blues tradition of giving soul food titles to tunes, like Hal Singer's "Cornbread," Eddie Vinson's "Kidney Stew" and Frank Culley's "Cole Slaw" -- a tradition that had continued into the soul jazz era with Booker T's classic "Green Onions." The February 16 session yielded more soul food, and another single, with "Belly Full of Greens" (flip side the standard "Willow Weep for Me"). McCoy would continue the theme on subsequent albums <i>Peas 'n Rice</i> and <i>Beans & Greens</i>. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-47326858924504341682023-10-23T15:38:00.003-07:002023-10-23T15:38:51.048-07:00Listening to Prestige 706<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p>Wayne's long-term credits include an early stint with Woody Herman (the First Herd) and many years as Tony Bennett's musical director and accompanist. That he could play all those years with Bennett is some indication of how listenable he could be; that Bennett would choose someone as original and innovative as Wayne to be his accompanist says a lot about the singer's chops. A YouTube search for "Chuck Wayne-Tony Bennett" brings up a version of "My Baby Just Cares For Me," which is a superb showcase for both men.</p><p>One of his his most famous compositions, and one of the great jazz standards, is his 1946 work, "Sonny."
What's that? You've never heard of a jazz standard called "Sonny"? Well, perhaps you've heard it under another name, and credited to a different composer: "Solar," by Miles Davis. By now, it is generally acknowledged that Miles's "Solar" is Wayne's "Sonny." </p>
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<p>What else to say about the man? His technique and his technical innovation remain so important to this day, that a YouTube search on his name will lead you to a number of transcriptions of his solos on well-known standards.</p><p>And what about his session for Prestige? What can I say about it except that it's a wonderful album, in that genre that's sometimes called "mainstream" or "straight ahead" jazz, but might best be called "timeless jazz," music that comes not out of any school or any era, but out of a quest for beauty, for an edge, for virtuosity, that comes from a love of playing and a mastery of the instrument and the form. </p>
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<p>He takes on an eclectic mix of composers from Gershwin to Gordon Jenkins, and includes three of his own tunes. As a composer, he's best known for the tune he's officially not known at all for, "Solar," but contributions to this session, "See Saw," "I'll Get Along," and "Shalimar," show that he could write music worth listening to.</p><p>Perhaps the biggest surprise of the session comes when Wayne exchanges his guitar for a banjo on Steven Sondheim's "Lovely," bringing a flexibility to that instrument that would be explored by genre-bending virtuosos like Billy Faier, George Stavis and Bela Fleck.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguhsn8y2VQBZN4o3FgC7C1tYqLXo9xvSbErkOAQ6McJzVfaiS3BQJHgI6cSXpyKEV7h-BUf4vDMqbDHwRxKrDc_6nAOI20rOx2ut-3RX31abH-vdn0vUQhSXnyGwwwJa8gnRNBHUC-qSTCwXbp7OrO7y2OCPQx_PDLaTiaIIxIOGuqDoyZtuVx/s380/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="380" data-original-width="322" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguhsn8y2VQBZN4o3FgC7C1tYqLXo9xvSbErkOAQ6McJzVfaiS3BQJHgI6cSXpyKEV7h-BUf4vDMqbDHwRxKrDc_6nAOI20rOx2ut-3RX31abH-vdn0vUQhSXnyGwwwJa8gnRNBHUC-qSTCwXbp7OrO7y2OCPQx_PDLaTiaIIxIOGuqDoyZtuVx/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="271" /></a></div><br />Wayne is joined by bassist Joe Williams--not the singer, and I could find nothing else about him except that he sounds good here. The drummer is Ronnie Bedford, who recorded sparingly but always in good company, and spent much of his life in Powell, Wyoming, where he was a professor at Northwest College, and was a recipient of the Wyoming Governor's Award for the Arts.<p></p><p>The session was produced by Cal Lampley, new to Prestige, but an esteemed figure in American music since his graduation from Juilliard in 1949, a time when enrollment by an African American in that prestigious institution was still a rarity, and his Carnegie Hall debut as a concert pianist in 1953. At Columbia, he had produced the Miles Davis/Gil Evans <i>Porgy and Bess</i> sessions. He had worked with Leonard Bernstein, Mahalia Jackson, Dave Brubeck and Victor Borge.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiQ6WmCHqFnKzTnDCYjx9aKyvXwEa_GFptE6GA-TckahiME978j6L_hxxnNGYaKzz2sfKbaG3_OycM9jzv1AmHDFigf1kLQb8lFw6868eY3CWUnViLQul4hrmJAYljV_2UJ_9KDfpVUmLa-zISUJCtDQ3zXgLUF0Jy2yahHFl0f1oOlkwgggFP/s2048/Jazz%20portraits%20Chuck%20Wayne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiQ6WmCHqFnKzTnDCYjx9aKyvXwEa_GFptE6GA-TckahiME978j6L_hxxnNGYaKzz2sfKbaG3_OycM9jzv1AmHDFigf1kLQb8lFw6868eY3CWUnViLQul4hrmJAYljV_2UJ_9KDfpVUmLa-zISUJCtDQ3zXgLUF0Jy2yahHFl0f1oOlkwgggFP/s320/Jazz%20portraits%20Chuck%20Wayne.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>He came to Prestige in 1964, replacing Ozzie Cadena, whoi had left to form his own label. As Prestige producer Bob Porter, who came to the label shortly after Lampley, recalled it, "Weinstock wanted someone with a greater pop sensibility—Don Schlitten would handle the hardcore jazz." Which seems odd, given Lampley's classical background experience working across a broad range of genres. Lampley would work with a broad range of talents during his Prestige years, but he did apparently have something of a pop sensibility--he would produce the label's only charted pop hit--Richard "Groove" Holmes's version of "Misty."</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/79/Morning_Mist_(album).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="317" data-original-width="314" height="317" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/79/Morning_Mist_(album).jpg" width="314" /></a></div><br />The album was released as <i>Morning Mist. </i>It would be Wayne's only Prestige session, although a 1952 recording he made with George Wallington (on mandola) would be released, along with other early Wallington recordings, on the Prestige Historical Series in 1968, an early forerunner of the the reissue label that Prestige was to become in the 1970s.<p></p><p>Side note -- it's hard to believe this is a Prestige album cover.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>9</p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-42125698115075682872023-10-19T12:45:00.002-07:002023-10-19T12:45:15.719-07:00Listening to Prestige 705: Lightnin' Hopkins<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p>Lightnin' Hopkins is, by most counts. the most widely recorded of all blues singers, under his own name and a variety of others. and they're all worth listening to, but most people, indlucing most blues lovers, will not have amassed a complete collection of Lightnin's discography. You'd have to pretty committed just to own a complete set of Hopkins on Prestige--there are 11 albums, on the main label, Bluesville and Prestige Folklore.</p><p>This is the last Prestige session, produced once again by Samuel Charters, and distinguished by alternating tracks of Lightnin' singing and Lightnin' talking, creating a mini-memoir. The songs are great, in the Lightnin' style, and the interviews are fascinatng. If </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaI4kru_BeVXd8g2NaPWoje_eJQ12Cftsc47AiZx5QzTOMR2ClUx0s0vMLMZQFnv-6O2zWmp8CV3LvVl63CqY6nbPKmk6E18RHd2NeY_u9jFmDxSaMKWl8lQZ3b3canV_Zf3ijS1gE5jzJ68AFnZMha6PDumkRawbyiPDvO7VflpwHkIHAPjcX/s422/Prestige%20box%202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="422" data-original-width="322" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaI4kru_BeVXd8g2NaPWoje_eJQ12Cftsc47AiZx5QzTOMR2ClUx0s0vMLMZQFnv-6O2zWmp8CV3LvVl63CqY6nbPKmk6E18RHd2NeY_u9jFmDxSaMKWl8lQZ3b3canV_Zf3ijS1gE5jzJ68AFnZMha6PDumkRawbyiPDvO7VflpwHkIHAPjcX/s320/Prestige%20box%202.JPG" width="244" /></a></div><br />you were only going to buy one Lightnin' Hopkins album, you'd probably not choose this one. You'd go for the music, and you might well choose one of the Prestige albums, because they have higher standards for recording than a lot of the other labels he turned up on. But if you're a folklorist, or just someone who wants to get to know the musicians he listens to better, this is an excellent choice. Called, appropriately, <i>My Life in the Blues.</i><p></p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-19748021152472672992023-10-18T15:43:00.001-07:002023-10-18T15:43:11.008-07:00Listening to Prestige 704: Bobby Timmons and Don Patterson<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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Fortunately, it was 1964, so most of the really awful Christmas pop songs hadn't been written yet, and Bobby and producer Ozzie Cadena know enough to stay away from "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer," "Jingle Bell Rock" and "Rockin' around the Christmas Tree," at least with Timmons. By the time Ozzie got to Patterson, on the next day, he did let "Rudolph" slip in. Both Timmons and Patterson do, however, essay "Santa Claus is Coming to Town."</p><p>There are two reasons for buying an album of Christmas songs. One, there's a choir singing the songs so you can sing along with them, a beat behind if you don't remember </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4E2TqzXhtii3lN4efKPUlzOn2143FOOW0DjeIyo06ZjYHEG47dUQs-72AaRcYJPPvM8ZRJnVs4ZX1_WAo4kSC5C-2yApBNwViQj8gRFTIkvYKhPLV74E1TudILO_iDGIKh3FbxqjO_llZ9eM_6N7dXQDCBsE1z_9q68Z59vrzxiQml5jZvKTl/s725/Prestige%20box%202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="725" data-original-width="322" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4E2TqzXhtii3lN4efKPUlzOn2143FOOW0DjeIyo06ZjYHEG47dUQs-72AaRcYJPPvM8ZRJnVs4ZX1_WAo4kSC5C-2yApBNwViQj8gRFTIkvYKhPLV74E1TudILO_iDGIKh3FbxqjO_llZ9eM_6N7dXQDCBsE1z_9q68Z59vrzxiQml5jZvKTl/w178-h400/Prestige%20box%202.JPG" width="178" /></a></div><br />the words. Two, they're all or mostly instrumental, so you can have them as background music while you're trimming the tree, wrapping presents, or trying to seduce the receptionist from the accounting department, If you're Mantovani or the Melachrino Strings, you're playing the melody pretty straight through, so that people can sing along. If you're a jazz group, you're going to be improvising, but staying close enough to the melody that people remember what it is that you're playing.<p></p><p>There's probably a third. You hate Christmas music, and would rather just be listening to some good jazz, but your spouse, or your boss, or somebody, insists that you pick up a Christmas album to play at the office party or the tree trimming gathering, so you get something that says "Holiday Soul" on the cover, put it on, dig it quietly until the boss says "What is this shit?" and then you show him the album cover -- "See? It says 'Holiday Soul'!" and then, if you're lucky, Bobby Timmons comes in with the melody to "Deck the Halls," and plays it pretty close to recognizably straight for the last thirty seconds of the cut. This is, of course, if you're at an office party in 1964. Today's young whippersnapper boss probably won't recognize the melody to "Deck the Halls," and will want to know why Timmons isn't playing "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer." Or "White Christmas." Oh, that was "White Christmas"? Where was the melody?</p><p>It's not quite that extreme. Well, it is for "White Christmas." For the most part, both Timmons and Patterson do at least allude to the melodies of their Christmas standards, but each allows himself plenty of room to just stretch out and play jazz, and that is something each of them does very satisfactorily.</p><p>Well, probably "Rudolph, the Red Nosed Reindeer" was a mistake if you're looking for holiday soul.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/3a/Holiday_Soul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="316" data-original-width="316" height="200" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/3a/Holiday_Soul.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /> Timmons finds considerably more soul in the 16th century Welsh melody of "Deck the Halls" than Patterson does in Johnny Marks's ditty, composed during the bebop era, recorded around the time that Bob Weinstock was lining up Lennie Tristano for Prestige Records' inaugural recording session. Gene Autry didn't want to record "Rudolph," and there's a good chance Don Patterson wasn't a lot more thrilled. <p></p><p>Still...hey, it's Christmas. And with some good jazz, you can make it through the season. Ozzie Cadena produced both sessions.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-59832396665447349682023-08-30T14:50:00.001-07:002023-08-30T14:50:18.009-07:00Listening to Prestige 703: Otis Spann<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> Prestige had closed down its Bluesville label by this time, but they weren't completely finished with the blues, although this session, featuring Muddy Waters sidemen Otis Spann and James Cotton, hadn't exactly been 0n their fall schedule. </p><p>How did it come about, exactly? Well, according to the more or less official story, on the liner notes by Pete Welding, </p><blockquote><p>Muddy's decision to allow his bandsmen so much solo opportunity is as much prompted by purely pragmatic considerations as it is by his desire to see them receive their share of attention. Pure and simple, Muddy wants to take it easy.</p></blockquote><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPH75CmCiEFMOX3C18PLVGSQyawLll-_1B_Vy0GxLwNUQcZfrzP_WLiKNhwv_xjxd6HjkUTB9850EW-m4WPq20Yp0ohiSnMuUawwydCBGPz6sEZ8hEPejaW0CKy0iF5W1SN_9IhswzP05bdXuno7RFgEd48pE3lAW-4pOTJakV5vwCQ7Mx_yT4/s444/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="444" data-original-width="322" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPH75CmCiEFMOX3C18PLVGSQyawLll-_1B_Vy0GxLwNUQcZfrzP_WLiKNhwv_xjxd6HjkUTB9850EW-m4WPq20Yp0ohiSnMuUawwydCBGPz6sEZ8hEPejaW0CKy0iF5W1SN_9IhswzP05bdXuno7RFgEd48pE3lAW-4pOTJakV5vwCQ7Mx_yT4/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="232" /></a></div><br />With all due respect to the distinguished music historian Mr. Welding, this may be so much bullshit. According to a note appended by Larry Hoffman to the Discogs web page on the album:<p></p><blockquote><span face=""Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "Nimbus Sans", Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 14px;">The story behind this album is pretty cool. Producer Sam Charters had hosted a folk concert at Carnegie Hall where the Muddy Waters band had played. Muddy called Charters the next day to say that they hadn't been paid enough to get back to Chicago, and asked the producer to arrange a session for them. Since Muddy was on contract to Chess, he was not to sing a lead vocal or to play a slide solo. Nor could they use his name. This album predated Charters' great "Chicago /The Blues /Today!" trilogy that was a further step in the careers of both Spann and Cotton.</span></blockquote><p>Muddy's train fare to Chicago is music's gain. This is a terrific album, the Chicago blues at its best, with both Spann and Cotton in top form, and "Dirty Rivers" providing great accompaniment.</p><p>The session notes give Chicago as the location for the recording session, but that can't be right. Not if they didn't have the fare back to Chicago.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i.discogs.com/P6ubjqMEdMzMIzb78D_pihjua79SYlWIC4DxyWrF18k/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:596/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTE4MDYz/MTY5LTE2MTcwMjQ3/OTItNTExNi5qcGVn.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="596" height="320" src="https://i.discogs.com/P6ubjqMEdMzMIzb78D_pihjua79SYlWIC4DxyWrF18k/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:596/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTE4MDYz/MTY5LTE2MTcwMjQ3/OTItNTExNi5qcGVn.jpeg" width="318" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Samuel Charters produced, and "The Blues Never Die!" became the title song for the Prestige release. "I Got A Feeling" / "Straighten Up, Baby" became a 45 RPM release.</p><p>A word of advice: if you put this album on your turntable. or line it up on your streaming service, don't think you'll be taking it off any time soon.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><blockquote><p> </p></blockquote>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-77174237140061816362023-08-21T15:09:00.002-07:002023-08-21T15:09:17.560-07:00Listening to Prestige 702: Charles McPerson<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> You look at an album, and you see that the tunes on it are by Tadd Dameron, Fats Navarro, Bud Powell and Charlie Parker, and you start to get the feeling that this guy is serious about his bebop. That the two remaning tunes are by the Gershwins and Rodgers and Hammerstein will do nothing to dissuade you from that opinion. And then if you notice that the album is titled <i>Bebop Revisited, </i>even if you've never heard of the guy, you've got reason enough to pick up the album.</p><p>Of course, this is 2023, so you already know that Charles McPherson is one of the revered elder statesmen of jazz, with a career that few can match. But if it were 1964, and you were standing in Sam Goody's looking over the new jazz releases, you might not be so familiar with the name.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOQ3vJFrR2hTvFGfPTUwpDP_vUMHYp85PuSaXs4LOAfHH36P1-3TfkSmLc7NfvgMu-Pjl-HOZ-vjURiRQtFT-7BkeuL5xmE-UYHyE5XGKbe0PPi92TIVxxIf9jnnTmz0Iy5KYvNGbX1fPV0bgtENJVKAjm_uff8P-3uWsOuiGxnFOEuAH4qden/s400/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="322" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOQ3vJFrR2hTvFGfPTUwpDP_vUMHYp85PuSaXs4LOAfHH36P1-3TfkSmLc7NfvgMu-Pjl-HOZ-vjURiRQtFT-7BkeuL5xmE-UYHyE5XGKbe0PPi92TIVxxIf9jnnTmz0Iy5KYvNGbX1fPV0bgtENJVKAjm_uff8P-3uWsOuiGxnFOEuAH4qden/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="258" /></a></div><br />You might. McPherson had been playing and recording with Charles Mingus for three years by then. But this was his first recording as a leader. So you look at the names of the composers, and the names of the tunes: "Hot House," "Variations on a Blues by Bird," and if you're an old timer of, say 27 or 28, and you're already regretting the passing of the bebop era, you're definitely starting to be intrigued.<p></p><p>And if you start reading the liner notes by Ira Gitler, a real old timer in his thirties, you discover that Ira, too, misses the bebop era, and is saddened by the fact that younger musicians who play "hard bop" are not really challenging themselves -- they play the "simpler [bebop] tunes like 'Now's the Time' rather than 'Billie's Bounce,' 'Relaxin' at Camarillo' or 'Shaw 'Nuff.'"</p><p>And you'll certainly, as you plunk down your $3.98 for the album, be intrigued by the presence of Barry Harris, an uncompromising bebopper still playing in the new era and still making great music.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsZfl-EYL9kWMCoUquZgEoSrBRdeLcaQLAYY4HL5jfTuNfCcr6H5mHz6GIDg36cpZC4TOopNwr8vpBPlWIdsnWjS9EME3U6I0jRk_jFqT-8sY8zh9z8NrFqDFy1Il08b_4XxgSddQOhZpDRa3KIcorXKQwAp1vjgOBlnUHaSUVd90JLKkYJLVP/s2400/Jazz%20Portrait%20Charles%20McPherson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1527" data-original-width="2400" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsZfl-EYL9kWMCoUquZgEoSrBRdeLcaQLAYY4HL5jfTuNfCcr6H5mHz6GIDg36cpZC4TOopNwr8vpBPlWIdsnWjS9EME3U6I0jRk_jFqT-8sY8zh9z8NrFqDFy1Il08b_4XxgSddQOhZpDRa3KIcorXKQwAp1vjgOBlnUHaSUVd90JLKkYJLVP/s320/Jazz%20Portrait%20Charles%20McPherson.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>And in fact, McPherson had been a protégé of Harris's for quite some time, going back to when he was 14, newly moved to Detroit from Joplin, Missouri, and living on the same block as Harris and Lonnie Hillyer, another young teenager in love with music. McPherson and Hillyer used to sit outside the local club--also on the same street--where Harris played, and talk to the musicians when they stepped outside to take a break and grab a smoke or some fresh air.</p><p>McPherson started taking music lessons from Harris, but he soon found out that the pianist had a lot more to teach him than that. In a videotaped interview, he remembered showing Harris his report card, which was all C's, </p><blockquote><p>And I thought that was fine...I was focused on other things than homework. As long as I'm not the dumbest guy in the room...he said, "I see you got a bunch of C's. You're quite ordinary, aren't you?" And I said -- I was proud of it -- "Yes, I am." And he said, "Well, I'm going to tell you. The kind of guys you like -- your musical heroes -- are anything but ordinary. If you want to learn to play this music, you can't be a C anything." And the moment he said that, it changed my whole way of thinking. He said, "Do you ever read?" I said no. "Do you ever do puzzles?" No. He said, "OK, let's start by doing the puzzles," and he brought out a newspaper -- the New York Times -- and I noticed that he could read the whole New York Times, the editorials, so he knew about...and I had not a clue. So I started reading, and I started doing the puzzles.</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>And Barry Harris had friends, people like Pepper Adams, who would come to his house, and I would listen to these guys talk, and quite often they would talk about things that had nothing to do with music. They would be talking about de Maupassant, Nietszche, Schopenhauer, Immanuel Kant, they'd talk about Henry Miller and this book, Tropic of Capricorn, and I had not a clue that this was what jazz people...and I learned that, at least in Detroit, in order to be considered hip, not only did you have to know about Bird, and this kind of music, you had to know about painting, you had to know about philosophy, and if you could talk, and you had something to say, then you were considered hip.</p></blockquote><p>Well, I've talked about Detroit before, and how it was one of the greatest schools of music in those days, but clearly with guys like Barry Harris and Pepper Adams around, it was a lot more than that, </p><blockquote><p>And they would say, "Hey man, do you know that Charlie Parker can go to a museum and identify Marc Chagall, or Matisse, or Miro -- he could just look at a painting and say 'Oh, this is cubism' -- these people are great thinkers, as well as wonderful musicians, and if you want to be like that, you have to read.</p></blockquote><p>Barry Harris gave young Charles a lesson that stayed with him for life. Harris, and Pepper Adams -- he doesn't mention Wardell Gray, but Gray was around Detroit in those days too, and he was another who valued learning. And Charlie Parker -- in another interview, given just this year, he recalled, “Bird could sit down and talk about quantum mechanics. Our notion of hip was a broad thing, and Bird’s the guy who started to make it that way.” </p><p>And McPherson paid it forward. The interviewer, Andrew Gilbert, mentions Rob Schneiderman, a fine young pianist who worked with McPherson, listened to McPherson, and went on to get a Ph. D. in mathematics at the University of California:</p><blockquote><p>He credits his early conversations with McPherson about Einstein’s theory of spacetime with setting him on the path that led to his love of math (and his current position as a professor of mathematics at City University of New York’s Lehman College). </p><p>“Charles McPherson loves talking about Einstein’s theories,” Schneiderman said. “You look at all these books for the lay person on Einstein and you realize you’ve got to learn calculus in order to understand physics and why time stands still at the speed of light.”</p></blockquote><p> </p><p>All of this is completely irrelevant to a discussion of the music.</p><p>All of this is crucial to a discussion of the music.</p><p>Both of the above statements are true. But at any rate, we're back in 1964, and Charles McPherson, with Barry Harris, is in Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey, making an album of bebop, the music to which Charlie Parker brought his love of Marc Chagall, and Igor Stravinsky, and the blues. As did Barry Harris. As did young Charles McPherson.</p><p><a href="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/12/Bebop_Revisited!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="303" data-original-width="329" height="303" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/12/Bebop_Revisited!.jpg" width="329" /></a>It is ridiculous to suggest that in just a few years, bebop had exhausted everything it was possible to say within its framework, any more than it makes sense to say that the English language sonnet had run its course as a viable form after a couple of hot decades in the 16th century. Charles McPherson finds plenty to discover and build on in its complex use of chording, rapid tempi, and deconstruction of melody. His tone has a sweet lyricism to it, and it can reach to intellectually challenging improvisational passages or emotional immediacy in the Illinois Jacquet mode.</p><p>He is joined by Barry Harris, with whom he had of course had a long association, and Carmell Jones, with whom he had never worked before. Jones had spent time in California, where he had worked in movie studio orchestras and recorded with Bud Shank, Harold Land and Teddy Edwards. Coming east, he had been on Horace Silver's <i>Song for My Father. </i>He did not record again with McPherson, which is too bad, because they meshed well together; but he basically didn't stick around New York for too long. He did a couple of Prestige sessions with Booker Ervin, but then headed to Europe, where he spent the rest of his career as an expatriate, gaining less name recognition but more respect.</p><p>Barry Harris leads an outstanding rhythm section of <a href="http://opusforty.blogspot.com/search/label/Albert%20%22Tootie%22%20Heath">Albert "Tootie" Heath</a> and Nelson Boyd. Boyd came from Philadelphia, perhaps second only to Detroit for gestation of jazz talent, and he came by his bebop credentials honestly, having played with Charlie Parker and Fats Navarro. This session seems to have marked the end of his recording career, although he lived until 1985.</p><p>And of course, Harris's solos are invaluable.</p><p><i>Charles McPherson With Carmell Jones And Barry Harris - Bebop Revisited! </i>was produced by Don Schlitten.</p><p> </p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-51590433396246949112023-08-19T14:49:00.008-07:002023-08-19T14:49:35.504-07:00Listening to Prestige 701: Pat Bowie<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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The compositions which are called "jazz standards" in the Wiki entry don't seem to have been recorded by much of anyone else, accordeing to Second Hand </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdx5qFIxLNxUGmg5gbsfrFSp8blbTg0JxShK7WLgE1ysdX07ItYtCgQfn-lBl6e9wEe9SkrKLqV1J83KX8Neou50mm1i5_bYZAb-YHQI5kE01jBQnWTUcdOqmByKvwv0f_XdPr8_iunKuDbZlmD2FGuobx6PyoWUHF5N5Kxr6759odjOISyIy9/s375/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="322" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdx5qFIxLNxUGmg5gbsfrFSp8blbTg0JxShK7WLgE1ysdX07ItYtCgQfn-lBl6e9wEe9SkrKLqV1J83KX8Neou50mm1i5_bYZAb-YHQI5kE01jBQnWTUcdOqmByKvwv0f_XdPr8_iunKuDbZlmD2FGuobx6PyoWUHF5N5Kxr6759odjOISyIy9/s320/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="275" /></a></div><br />Songs. and "Selim." which Miles Davis did record, is credited by SHS to another composer. And this album, originally titled <i>Bobby Timmons and Johnny Lytle -- Workin' Out!</i> became, in a 1994 (the year before Lytle died) <i>Bobby Timmons -- Workin' Out!</i><p></p><p>A quite lovely tribute to Lytle was written by local reporter Andrew McGinn in Lytle's home town newspaper, the Sprngield (OH) News-Sun. It came out in 2009, 14 years after Lytle's death. and offers some sobering insights into how the career of a fine musician can get lost.</p><p>The article begins with a story about Lytle arriving home in Springfield from playing a gig at Redd Foxx's Los Angeles nightclub with his paymenr for the gig -- five of Foxx's suits.</p><p>That was a pretty good example of Lytle's business acumen, </p><p>His wife, Barbara, according to McGinn, </p><p></p><blockquote><p>was OK with that.</p><p>She worked as a secretary at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base for 36 years so “Dilly” could do what he loved — recording in New York, touring Europe and playing just about anywhere with a stage or enough open floor space for his vibes and a good organ.</p></blockquote><p></p><p></p><blockquote><p>“He would play because he just loved playing,” Barbara Lytle said. “We weren’t rich, but we weren’t poor, either. I was happy with it.”</p><p>But almost 14 years after Lytle died suddenly — and, dare it be said, poetically, just weeks after a hard-fought solo appearance with his hometown symphony orchestra — his family has been left with really nothing more than a city street named in his honor.</p><p></p></blockquote><p>And the house that they lived in on Johnny Lytle Avenue was sold in 2006 because Barbara could no longer get up and down the stairs;</p><blockquote><p> “My husband never had anything in writing,” Barbara Lytle said. “He wasn’t a man who took care of his business. If you’d tell him he had to cut a record, he’d be there. But he wasn’t a man of business, and that’s what hurt him.</p></blockquote><p></p><blockquote>“He would play because he just loved playing. We weren’t rich, but we weren’t poor, either. I was happy with it.” </blockquote><p></p><p>Lytle's best-selling album was <i>The Village Caller </i>(like so many jazzmen of that era, he never ssw a royalty check), and the title song from that album his most popular single. Second Hand Songs lists no other recordings of it, but they could be wrong.. It could be that no one just kept track of it.. </p><p></p><blockquote><p>Someone at BMI, which licenses music for broadcast, once told the family they’d need to hire a music attorney to sniff out album royalties, [daughter] Michelle Hagans said.</p><p>“Mom should be entitled to that,” she said.</p><p>But the actual hiring of an attorney is the problem.</p><p>“It costs $2,000 just to talk to him,” Barbara Lytle said.</p></blockquote><p></p><p></p><blockquote>A call to the Concord Music Group — parent company of Lytle’s Milestone, Riverside and Jazzland labels — seeking comment about royalties wasn’t returned.</blockquote><p></p><p>Reading stories like this always makes me cry. Musicians like Johnny Lytle ought to be remembered,</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d8/Workin'_Out!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="317" data-original-width="314" height="317" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d8/Workin'_Out!.jpg" width="314" /></a></div><br /> and they ought to get paid in something more than suits -- although, according to Barbara, she was surpried to find that Redd's suits fit her husband so well.<p></p><p>So let's talk about the music Johnny Lytle made with Bobby Timmons, who did get at least some royalties from "Moanin'" and "Dat Dere." It's rapid-fire. it's soulful, it features two guys who could get on the same wavelength. Timmons wasn't always the most adventurous of piano players, but with Lytle pushing him, he's in top form.</p><p>Keter Betts had worked one other Prestige session with Timmons. He was shortly after this to embark on the most prestigious segment of his career, a long association with Ella Fitzgerald. William Hinnant made a number of recordings with Lytle, but seems to have no otjer recording credits.</p><p>The session begins with a snappy and soulful Lytle original, "Lela," followed by a Timmons original, "Trick Hips," and three standards (Lytle doesn't play on "People." Ozzie Cadena produced.</p><p>Johnny Lytle went out with a concert he had always wanted to play--as a guest artist with the Springfield Symphony Orchestra. He was in the advanced stages of liver cancer, but he played for two hours, his daughter remembers, and signed autographs for two more. He would be dead less than a month later.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-89715554834951737882023-08-17T13:57:00.001-07:002023-08-17T13:57:46.870-07:00Listening to Prestige 699: A. K. Salim<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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</div><p> This album marked the finishing touch to A. K. Salim's career, though he lived to be 80 years old and died in 2003. But it was a distinguished career indeed, even if much of it was behind the scenes, and he's little remembered today, Most of his work was as an arranger and composer -- he had been forced to give up playing the alto saxophone due to a jaw injury.</p><p>Salim was born Albert Atkinson in Chattanooga, Tennessee, in 1922, but grew up in Chicago, where he attended DuSable High School, a fertile breeding ground for musicians -- his classmates included Bennie Green, Dorothy Donegan and Gene Ammons. When he embraced the Muslim faith and changed his name is unclear, but it must have been quite early -- his arrangements for a 1947 Gene Ammons session are credited to A. K. Salim.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhV-LMjuPKcYCUey5WxaA908Pq4EnqvIkJFvoiZ1r2poH8D7wKoiTbfWEIWLVYwEWTCYkmzDp1ITS6NGZnKiIPXCqlGQ8sfl87xx4zNzvgr-KRGvaoh_UOAEEnapi-TviWS7J2RLulDKucOIjteRkurBEWTHWgGyKkh-tFfi0KPF9dMP4AaT50/s400/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="322" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhV-LMjuPKcYCUey5WxaA908Pq4EnqvIkJFvoiZ1r2poH8D7wKoiTbfWEIWLVYwEWTCYkmzDp1ITS6NGZnKiIPXCqlGQ8sfl87xx4zNzvgr-KRGvaoh_UOAEEnapi-TviWS7J2RLulDKucOIjteRkurBEWTHWgGyKkh-tFfi0KPF9dMP4AaT50/w323-h400/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="323" /></a></div><br />His early work included arranements for Lucky Millinder, Cab Calloway, Jimmy Lunceford, Lionel Hampton and Count Basie as well as Ammons. He left music for the real estate business in 1949, but returned in 1956 to arrange a couple of the most important albums of that decade. Drummer Bobby Sanabria, in an interview with Marc Myers of Jazzwax, talks about those recordings:<p></p><p></p><blockquote>Tito Puente had recorded <i>Puente Goes Jazz </i>in 1956 and <i>Night Beat</i> in 1957 for RCA. Both recordings featured the arrangements of A.K. Salim. Morris Levy, the head of Roulette Records, wanted to copy some of the success RCA had with these Latin-jazz albums. Since Levy used to book Machito and Tito in his club, Birdland, he asked Mario Bauza and Machito to record a Latin-jazz album using A.K. Salim to write some original tunes and arrangements.</blockquote><p></p><p>Building on the success of those Latin jazz recordings, Salim made a series albums for Prestige under his name, as arranger/musical director. <i>Flute Suite</i> (1957) featured Herbie Mann and Frank Wess. <i>Stable Mates</i> (1957) had Salim's arrangements on one side, Yusef Lateef's on the other. Salim's side had an eight piece band featuring Johnny Griffin, Johnny Coles and Kenny Burrell. <i>Pretty for the People</i>, also in 1957, had another eight piece band with Griffin, Kenny Dorham, Pepper Adams and an all-star rhythm section of Wynton Kelly, Paul Chambers, Max Roach and, returning to the Latin influence, Chino Pozo. Finally, in 1958, <i>Blues Suite</i> utilized ten pieces, including Nat Adderley and Phil Woods. All of these fall into the general heading of straight-ahead jazz, and all are very, very good.</p><p><i>Afro Soul / Drum Orgy, </i>recorded six years later, was markedly -- in fact, totally -- different. According to the liner notes by Robert Levin,</p><blockquote><p>The idea for it came from A&R man Ozzie Cadena...to build the framework of the album out of African rhythms and for the music to be completely spontaneous -- no charts were used, and there were no rehearsals. All that was predetermined was the African context.</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>"The musicians came to the date cold," Salim says. "All the composing was done right on the date--we just talked over what we were going to do and did it--and with the exception of 'Salute to a Zulu' which was done in two takes, all the numbers were completed on the first take. The basic inspiration for the horns was drawn from whatever the drums were doing. Willie Bobo's assistance in getting us the drummers was most invaluable. For the most part I just told the drummers to get it started. Julio Callazo knew some African rhythms and helped to set patterns for the drummers. The horns were playing for <i>sounds </i>rather than the traditional or conventional jazz lines--their impressions of what Africa sounds like, inspired by the drums. They were really having a conversation, not just playing in a traditional jazz way.</p></blockquote><p>My first thought here--you could get away with anything in the Sixties. But sometimes this top-of-the-head, Sixties-happening approach can work, and don't forget that the musical director here is A. K. Salim, veteran of the 1940s, a guy who knew a whole lot about music and a whole lot about bringing a band together. This isn't the sort of album a mainstream jazz lover is likely to return to again and again, the way Salim's Savoy albums are, but it's very interesting, it's worth a listen. As the horn soloists start to find their footing and open up to a different kind of improvisation on "Afrika (Africa)," the first tracj from the session and the first track on the album, you realize that this was an experiment very much worth undertaking.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/ac/Afro_Soul_Drum_Orgy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="317" data-original-width="315" height="317" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/ac/Afro_Soul_Drum_Orgy.jpg" width="315" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><a href="http://opusforty.blogspot.com/search/label/Yusef%20Lateef">Yusef Lateef</a> was the perfect choice for this session, with his deep love of Middle Eastern music and hos familiarity with unusual ethnic instruments. Johnny Coles had worked with Salim before, on <i>Stable Mates. </i>This would be his only apprearance on Prestige, but hed a solid background in the jazz business, including work with Charles Mingus, a good grounding for work on the experimental edges of jazz. And if you wanted credentials for a genre-extending, open-improvisatory session, you could hardly do better than a decade with the Sun Ra Arkestra, which was Pat Patrick's background.</p><p>Julio "Julito" Callazo, who brought the knowledge of African rhythms to the percussion section, was a Cuban-born musician who came to the US to work Katherine Dunham's dance troupe; and later performed with with Tito Puente, Eddie Palmieri, Mongo Santamaría, Dizzy Gillespie and Machito. Cuban Marcelino Valdes was from a musical family. Three of his brothers, including singer-composer Vicentico Valdez, were professional musicians, as is his son Marcelino, a popular bolero singer. Osvado "Chihuahua" Martinez played with a number of Latin groups, including Ray Barretto, and around the time of this session, released a couple of highly regarded albums of Afro-Cuban jazz under his own name. Juan Cadaviejo doesn't seem to have recorded beyond this session.</p><p>Philemon Hou was an actor as well as a musician. A Zulu tribesman, he was the only African in the ensemble. He had come to New York in the cast of a short-lived Broadway play, <i>Sponono</i>, and according to Robert Levin, "Salute to a Zulu" was based on a melody he was improvising on the African xylophone. Hou would become much better known for another melody, a few years later, when trumpeter Hugh Masakela, a fellow South African, was doing a recording session in Hollywood for his debut album. They needed one more tune to fill out the album, and Masakela had a rhythmic idea, but no melody. While the band was laying down the rhythm track, Hou, who happened to be in the studio at the time, composed a melody on the spot. "Grazing in the Grass" became Masakela's biggest hit, and his signature song.</p><p>Willie Bobo, enthralled with music from a young age, became a band boy for Machito's orchestra in 1947 at age 12, and shortly thereafter began to draw attention as a dancer. He played with Mary Lou Williams, Tito Puente and George Shearing in the early 1950s, then with Cal Tjader and Mongo Santamaria, with whom he had formed a deep friendship early on. Later, as a session musician, he worked with Carlos Santana, who would record his song "Evil Ways." He had a long and successful career as a salsa bandleader, and appeared on <a href="http://opusforty.blogspot.com/search/label/Willie%20Bobo">two other Prestige sessions</a>, with Eddie "Lockjaw" Davi and Dave Pike. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-63826855504145375902023-08-15T16:06:00.008-07:002023-08-15T16:06:53.208-07:00Listening to Prestige 698: Booker Ervin<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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But another passion was growing within him.<p></p><p>Perhaps his interaction with the Latino community had led him to the Catholic Church, but he was drawn to a new movement gaining traction in New York in the 1960s, the Black Catholic Movement, spearheaded by Father Clarence Rivers, a priest who was also a composer of liturgical music that drew on black gospel music as a point of reference. Bonnemère composed a mass, the "Missa Hodeirna" for jazz ensemble and choir, which became, when it was performed at the St. Charles Borromeo Church in Harlem, one of the first jazz masses to be performed in a Catholic Church.</p><p>Bonnemère stayed with the church, composing more liturgical music, becoming the musical director of New York's Church of St. Thomas the Apostle.</p><p>He made two recording sessions for Prestige in September of 1964, with his own group, plus Kenny Burrell, which became the album <i>Jazz Orient-ed. </i>If the title sounds a little gimmicky, that's because it is. We've heard the genuine passion for Middle Eastern music which informs <a href="http://opusforty.blogspot.com/search/label/Yusef%20Lateef">Yusef Lateef</a>'s recordings, and this isn't exactly that. The anonymous writer of the album's liner notes doesn't quite know what to make of it, though he does his best: "This fusion is not so strange when we consider that some Oriental Nations were once under Spanish control, and as a result, much of their folk music is based on Spanish Rhythms."</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i.discogs.com/QbroWvZTCx12956veU1f_7FWwJbeWwauojBz137E7XA/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTIzODAw/ODg2LTE2NTcxMTYw/NTgtNTg4Mi5qcGVn.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://i.discogs.com/QbroWvZTCx12956veU1f_7FWwJbeWwauojBz137E7XA/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTIzODAw/ODg2LTE2NTcxMTYw/NTgtNTg4Mi5qcGVn.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>He also singles out Bonnemère's compositions "Roostology," "Oriental Mambo" and "The Spinx" as "very much a part of standard jazz reepertory." I don't believe any of them have stood the test of time, and in the case of "Oriental Mambo," which is on this session, I have to say that's probably just as well. It's an awkward pastiche of Eastern music clichés and mambo rhythms, but once they get beyond the main theme, the playing isn't bad at all. and the rest of the album is quite good. Whatever Bonnemère's connection to the music of the far east may have been, his commitment to Latin jazz is genuine, and his percussion-dominated group is a good one.</p><p>"Ankle Bells" was the 45 RPM single from the session, with "Man in a Raincoat" on the flip side. "Ankle Bells" is another sort of Far East/Latino mashup, but this one works, and all in all, Eddie Bonnemère makes for a good listen.</p><p>Cal Lampley produced. </p><p>Another passing oddity. Both Bonnemère and Morris Nanton recorded "The Theme from 'A Boy Ten Feet Tall,'" another song that didn't quite become a part of standard jazz repertory, within a week of each of each other. Written by Les Baxter for a now-forgotten movie, it is not included in the quite extensive list of Baxter compositions on the secondhandsongs website. I listened to both versions, and enjoyed both. I don't think there are any others.</p><p><br /></p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-82891590273149551502023-07-09T12:13:00.009-07:002023-07-09T12:13:56.943-07:00Listening to Prestige 695: Sonny Stitt, Booker Ervin, Don Patterson<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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<p> Andy Bey's work with his sisters occupies a very small part of a long and legendary career (which is not over yet). It covers three albums, one with RCA Victor in 1961 and two with Prestige, and some television appearances, so we have some live work by the trio available on video. But it's an important part of his legacy--and that of Salome and Geraldine Bey, who also went on to have distinguished, if very different, careers.</p><p>We'll start with the sisters. Salome, born and raised in Newark, moved to Canada shortly after the trio broke up, and made a life and a career there. She came to be known as "Canada's First Lady of the Blues," and she was all that and more. She appeared on Broadway in <i>Your Arms too Short to Box with God</i> and received a Grammy nomination for the </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqXLLaUIVnUgyedOceuo8FaWGJZfYeyjedl3pw7-HzZD9sRbneVxw84tW4lyD1HhaE8YAJUvHEyNhbCtXMq79GhOzpKzkrt9p8ZvrRUnk3WOo3bSTtwrEBS21zsud89GuSRDxNEUJ63-3e7LWOFyTvkq4rB1x15IpLfBvsbwALRDbv4WlSrCfp/s600/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="432" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqXLLaUIVnUgyedOceuo8FaWGJZfYeyjedl3pw7-HzZD9sRbneVxw84tW4lyD1HhaE8YAJUvHEyNhbCtXMq79GhOzpKzkrt9p8ZvrRUnk3WOo3bSTtwrEBS21zsud89GuSRDxNEUJ63-3e7LWOFyTvkq4rB1x15IpLfBvsbwALRDbv4WlSrCfp/w288-h400/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="288" /></a></div><br />original cast album; and her own show, <i>Indigo</i>, a celebration of the history of black music, won a Dora Mavor Moore Award, honouring theatre, dance and opera productions in Toronto. Her appearances at the Montreux Jazz Festival were captured in a live album and on video--check out this <a href="https://youtu.be/l5TIQNGBoDM">stirring performance at Montreux</a> of Billy Taylor's "I Wish I Knew How it Would Feel to be Free." After her death in 2020, she was honored on a Canadian postage stamp.<p></p><p>I've written about <a href="http://opusforty.blogspot.com/search/label/Eddie%20De%20Haas">Geraldine Bey de Haas</a> and her husband before, but I'm going to quote it here again, because it's such a significant story in the history of jazz'</p><blockquote><p>if you are from Chicago, and a jazz fan, you quite likely have heard of the deHaases, for the music and civic involvement that they gave to the City of the Big Shoulders. When they retired in 2103, because of health problems, to go and live with family in New Jersey, here's a part of the tribute columnist Howard Reich of the Chicago Tribune gave to "two artists who have been central to jazz here for nearly half a century":</p><p></p><blockquote><p>It was Geraldine de Haas, after all, who led many like-minded spirits in creating the first Duke Ellington celebration concert in Grant Park, in 1974, just after the master's death. The event proved so successful that it became an annual soiree, paving the way for the emergence of the Chicago Jazz Festival in 1979 and setting the stage for all the other city-sponsored music fests that followed.</p><p>When de Haas launched her campaign to stage the aforementioned Ellington tribute in Grant Park, she faced widespread resistance, even from fellow jazz musicians.</p><p>"The South Side musicians were talking about doing (the Ellington homage) on the South Side of Chicago" in Washington Park, recalls de Haas. "My suggestion was: 'Why don't you do it in the main park (downtown)? Duke Ellington was so important to all of us.'"</p><p>"(But) the black musicians were conditioned to think one way, and the white musicians were conditioned another away. They never thought about getting everyone to participate. … I was emphatic about that.</p><p> "They said: 'If you can get it, good luck.'"</p></blockquote><p></p><p>Geraldine got it, in spite of resistance from the city parks commissioners, whom one has to assume were white. They told her there had been riots the last time they tried to hold a jazz concert. Riots? Jazz? It turned out they were talking about Sly and the Family Stone.</p><p>But if Geraldine wanted to give jazz to the whole city, "bringing jazz to a major downtown setting – and therefore bringing black, white and others together in a dramatic way that reflected both the cross-racial appeal of the music and the unifying characteristics of Ellington's art," she didn't forget the South Side either, creating a new and successful festival, "Jazz Comes Home," in 1981. In her words, again quoted by Reich,</p><p></p><blockquote>"It was time to expose the music to the young people" where they lived, says de Haas. "The legacy left by a lot of African-American musicians – they needed to know about it. That was one of my missions in Chicago."</blockquote><p></p></blockquote><p>Andy Bey is still performing, into his eighties. After a meteoric career as a young man, with and then without his sisters, he slipped into obscurity, never stopped performing, was rediscovered, and is now a living legend, widely considered to be among the first rank of jazz singers. He and his sisters made two LP records for Prestige, so I'll have more to say about him next time. But let's get on to the music.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i.discogs.com/Dtf7qVEFjvh6HBj2xWhBcYW5NUXXPOQ_06n8VoiFUrU/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:594/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTMxNTU1/NDAtMTQ3NTQwODY2/My0xMjk1LmpwZWc.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="599" data-original-width="594" height="320" src="https://i.discogs.com/Dtf7qVEFjvh6HBj2xWhBcYW5NUXXPOQ_06n8VoiFUrU/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:594/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTMxNTU1/NDAtMTQ3NTQwODY2/My0xMjk1LmpwZWc.jpeg" width="317" /></a></div><br />What became one album, <i>Now! Hear!</i>, was recorded in two sessions, three days apart, with Jerome Richardson the only musician to play both sessions. I don't know the reason for the change. Perhaps producer Cal Lampley, was dissatisfied with the first group (he needn't have been -- they are wonderful). Perhaps, new to Prestige, he decided he wanted a younger, hipper sound. All the musicians on the second date represent a different generation from the first group. Perhaps it was just a scheduling conflict. At any rate, it's not cause for complaints. Each group brings a distinctive and satisfying sound. And in any case, the focus is on the Beys, and their tight sound. In any musical field, from country to doo wop to jazz, there is something distinctive about a family harmony group. Andy recognized this from a vantage point of half a century, as he told Chris Slawecki in a 2020 interview for <i>All About Jazz</i>:<p></p><p></p><blockquote>I was doing things with my sisters that I'm still doing somewhat, in terms of the tempo and in terms of the rhythmic attack we used to use. I used to sing the lower part, having the male voice. We have a family sound, we basically all sound the same. Like the Cole family, him and his brothers sound basically the same when they sang. They're not identical, but you can hear that family sound.</blockquote><p></p><p>You can certainly hear that family sound on Buddy Johnson's "Since I Fell for You." The tune was written for his sister Ella, but the group harmony possibilities of it were quickly realized by a number of doowop groups, most notably the Harpton. Andy's Nat Cole-influenced piano anchors this one, with some wonderful guitar fills by Barry Galbraith.</p><p>"Willow Weep for Me" provides a good introduction to the second group, with particularly notable work by Richardson and drummer Osie Johnson, and again those family harmonies.</p><p>It's good that the Beys went their separate ways. Each of them had a distinctive and important career, contributing so much to American music. But it's also really good that they did this work, and recorded this work, together,</p><p>Prestige released two 45 RPM singles. each featuring one song from each session. "Willow Weep For Me" / "Quiet Nights Of Quiet Stars," and the second was "A Taste Of Honey" / "Besame Mucho." </p><div><br /></div><p> </p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360659.post-46261038436183066462023-07-05T09:28:00.010-07:002023-07-10T10:30:36.335-07:00Listening to Prestige 693: Morris Nanton<div style="float: right; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 20px;">
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And after a while, it's time to get a real job with a paycheck and a retirement package. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitf_MDnsrTk9O7wMxFxnZR9o_Tn9QUwFLNQraXV4_8wsdQqRXJKJ0_kGRhO5mZ8YocnqpFoeojyFY4Gm_O53zbpkMAKiO71p6Ti5RRU1ij4Jgv5cGQblcyyCyEjZwt0r6bIfyBZ_CWZKblQuyaWA0QXO9f8BqhPRdzWjdOVZyvPDnJcSueUc8X/s432/Prestige%20box.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="432" data-original-width="432" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitf_MDnsrTk9O7wMxFxnZR9o_Tn9QUwFLNQraXV4_8wsdQqRXJKJ0_kGRhO5mZ8YocnqpFoeojyFY4Gm_O53zbpkMAKiO71p6Ti5RRU1ij4Jgv5cGQblcyyCyEjZwt0r6bIfyBZ_CWZKblQuyaWA0QXO9f8BqhPRdzWjdOVZyvPDnJcSueUc8X/w400-h400/Prestige%20box.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />None of those things were true of Morris Nanton. This was his first record for Prestige, but he had made two previous for Warner Brothers, and he would make two more for Prestige, giving him a quite decent catalog of five LPs. He didn't flame out or die young. And he didn't move to Europe. In fact, he lived his whole life in his hometown of Perth Amboy, New Jersey, and he continued to play, and receive the love and approbation of audiences, in New Jersey clubs for six decades, including a 22-year stint with long-time partner Norman Edge at The Cove in Roselle, NJ, where -- according to his obituary in the Newark <i>Star-Ledger, </i>"such jazz greats as Rashan Roland Kirk, Don Elliott, Sal Nistico, Babs Gonzalez, and Joe Morello shared the spotlight with the group." And Nanton didn't need to have Kirk or Elliot on the bill to draw a crowd. A 2004 profile on the All About Jazz website describes a Thursday night at Shanghai Jazz in Madison, NJ, a Chinese restaurant/jazz club:<p></p><blockquote><p>On this particular second Thursday, the Northeast was swept by record wind-storms. Inside the safe haven of Shanghai Jazz, several regulars blamed the weather for what they considered a poor turnout. While only a handful of seats remained empty, they were used to sitting shoulder to shoulder when the Morris Nanton Trio hits. Most clubs in Manhattan would be delighted with that level of turnout, even on a more hospitable night.</p></blockquote><p>The CD explosion that began in the 1980s, and continued through the early years of the 21st century, gave a career boost to a number of musicians, as labels started repackaging and reissuing for CD much of their catalogs, even recordings that had sat on the shelf for a couple of decades. And here's where Morris Nanton's story really gets depressing. According to that same All About Jazz article, </p><blockquote><p>Currently, if you want to hear Nanton and Edge, you will have to attend one of their live shows, or spend hours searching used records stores, because none of the five sessions they recorded together is available on CD...Sadly, it is unlikely any of these sessions will be reissued on CD anytime soon. Fantasy Records, owners of the Prestige catalog, has rebuffed Nanton's reissue inquiries and has turned down his offer to buy the session masters. </p></blockquote><p>Nanton died in 2009, without ever seeing any of his LP recordings released on CD. </p><p>We can't feel too sorry for Nanton. He had a pretty good life in many ways. He had an unusually good rapport with his bass player and musical partner, fellow Garden Stater Norman Edge, whom he met shortly after mustering out of the army (he was a Korean war vet), and with whom he would work throughout his career (Edge had <a href="http://opusforty.blogspot.com/2021/05/listening-to-prestige-566-gene-ammons.html">one previous Prestige date,</a> with Gene Ammons). They easily transcended the racial divide (Nanton was African American, Edge was white), to the extent that, as Edge said, Morris was like a second son to his mom, and he was like a second son to Mrs. Nanton. They recorded with different drummers (Prestige veteran <a href="http://opusforty.blogspot.com/search/label/Oliver%20Jackson">Oliver Jackson</a> on this session), but throughout most of their careet in the New Jersey club scene, their drummer was Jeff Brillinger, who also played with Stan Geta, Hod O'Brien, and Woody Herman.</p><p>And althoigh the CD explosion psssed him by, <i>Roberta</i>, one of his Warner Brothers albums, can be found on Spotify and Apple Music, and various albums, including this Prestige debut, are represented on YouTube.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i.discogs.com/Ho_0HNCYgEx1GIDVve42AYtdJvLmzx9fWNX8cDE5hBI/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTIyODIw/MDUtMTQwMjEwMjI1/MS03MjkxLmpwZWc.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://i.discogs.com/Ho_0HNCYgEx1GIDVve42AYtdJvLmzx9fWNX8cDE5hBI/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:600/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTIyODIw/MDUtMTQwMjEwMjI1/MS03MjkxLmpwZWc.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>So what's the music like? It is seriously worth a listen. Nanton was slotted by Warner Brothers for a role that was popular at the time -- jazz interpretations of Broadway shows and movie themes -- and he brings some of that to this session, with the themes from <i>Lawrence of Arabia</i> and <i>Black Orpheus.</i></p><p>Nanton takes a bold, percussive approach to the piano, and while he's respectful of the show tunes that were his bread and butter, he's not afraid to put his personal stamp on them either. "Lawrence of Arabia" is known for the lush orchestral arrangement of Maurice Jarre, and that's something you're not going to duplicate with a piano trio, so a whole different approach is called for. Nanton's version begins with a driving drum intro by Oliver Jackson, and then the piano comes in with an approach that is so percussive I had to check the session log to make sure he hadn't switched in a set of vibes. </p><p>The "jazz versions of well known movie themes" fad wasn't always a rewarding one, but Nanton makes it awfully good listening here.</p><p>Two 45 RPM singles came out of these sessions. First was "Theme from 'A Boy Ten Feet Tall'" / "Ja Da," the second side of which became Nanton's closest bid for a hit. Second was "The Sweetest Sounds" / "The Theme From 'Black Orpheus.'" </p><p>Cal Lampley produced the session. He had been a producer for Columbia for a number of years, and had recently begun branching out to work for other labels. His arrangement/production of "Misty," recorded by Richard "Groove" Holmes, would become Prestige's biggest selling single of all time, reaching #44 on the Billboard charts.</p><p>Nanton's album was title <i>Preface</i>. Would that it had been the preface to more of a recording career, and more national acclaim. But Morris and Norman did all right, and I'm glad that <i>Listening to Prestige</i> gave me a chance to hear them.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> </p>Tad Richardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138111543341593946noreply@blogger.com2