tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20533974049113965992024-03-01T17:05:15.851-08:00Gems of JazzOver the last century, thousands of jazz recordings have assumed their rightful place as classics of the American musical canon. But just as many extraordinary sessions have fallen by the wayside. Gems of Jazz is dedicated to bringing some of those forgotten recordings to light, offering digital versions taken from the shellac and vinyl originals.David Dannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03791635801707587161noreply@blogger.comBlogger131125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2053397404911396599.post-10600357490754458102017-12-16T12:03:00.005-08:002017-12-16T12:03:51.015-08:00The Gift That Keeps On Giving<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Well, jazz fans, it's been quite a while. Sorry for the long absence, but I've been working on several big projects in the past year and I somehow couldn't find time to feed Gems. But with the holiday season upon us and the New Year looming, I'm going to try to get back in the groove. So best wishes to all for a Merry Christmas (as Mr. Trump would have it) or a happy holiday season, whichever you prefer. My New Year's resolution – more great downloads on Gems of Jazz!</span></div>
David Dannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03791635801707587161noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2053397404911396599.post-64797813614960636662017-05-20T10:19:00.000-07:002017-05-20T13:46:57.091-07:00Cosmic Collector's Item<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I was in graduate school way back in 1976, working toward a Masters in fine art at </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">the University of Chicago in Hyde Park </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">(admittedly, I was never shrewd about career choices). One afternoon I was walking to the studio</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, and I cut through a small park a few blocks from my apartment. Because it was a hot summer day and early in the morning, there weren't many people around. But right away I noticed two guys standing under a shade tree next to a park bench. They were both blowing saxophones, doing a bit of free improvising, and raising quite a din. It wasn't unusual to see musicians performing on the street in Hyde Park and the neighboring community of Woodlawn, since many AACM members lived there. But these two guys I had never seen before, and I knew most of the AACM players by sight.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It turns out the saxophone duo was the Cooper brothers, better known to the world as Michael Cosmic and Phil Musra. They were in Chicago, having left Boston earlier in the year, to study improvisation at the AACM's school of music. They were getting in a little alfresco practice time so as not to disturb the neighbors – and they were also hawking product. On the bench was a box of LPs that were for sale. Being a supporter of creative music, I naturally had to buy one – an album titled "Peace in the World" by Michael Cosmic. The record was clearly a self-produced effort, and I didn't expect much. But it was music of the sort I was a big fan of, so I was glad to spend a few bucks. And it was nice to meet the guys who had recorded it, if only just for a few minutes. I took the LP home and stuck it on the shelf, and it's been there ever since.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Fast forward 40 years, and in one of those inexplicable twists of cultural fate, Michael Cosmic's first opus has become the Holy Grail of record collecting. I've written about it before on Gems, expressing shock over the LP's <a href="http://jazzcollector.com/jazz-vinyl/avant-garde-cracking-the-2000-bin/">$2K-plus price tag</a>, but it wasn't until I received numerous requests that I considered offering it as a Gems download. So here, by popular demand, is "Peace in the World." I believe that digitizing it for this posting was the first time I actually played the album all the way through. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So how's the music? Ehh. Standard free jazz fare from the mid-1970s – not bad, but nothing extraordinary. "Spirit jazz" is how this sort of open-ended improvising is described today, especially when issued on self-produced discs. If the covers are hand-drawn, so much the better. Cosmic's record with its Xeroxes fits those categories, so that explains some of its appeal. But its valuation far exceeds any rational estimate of its worth, so I can only guess that the crazy price is just another example of the sort of mania that gripped collectors of Sun Ra platters a few years back. My advice to those of you who have a copy? Sell now before the market collapses!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In an interesting note, either Phil or Michael – I didn't know who was who – wrote down their contact info on the back of the LP cover. They were apparently living on South Woodlawn Avenue near 50th St. at the time. I don't think they stayed in Chicago long, and I don't know if they performed anywhere but in the park. I'm pretty sure they never appeared as part of an AACM unit. So I was lucky to meet them, and luckier still to get a copy of "Peace in the World." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Here's an EP you don't come across every day, and I don't believe its music has ever been reissued on CD (isn't <i>everything</i> on CD these days?). Contained in this offering are some of the very earliest recordings by Eddie Davis and Morris Lane, two tenor players who were renowned for their fatback, honking sound in the days just before rock 'n' roll burst on the scene and spoiled everything.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">These sides were originally recorded for the Lenox label, 78 rpm shellac discs that were issued at a time when long playing records were on the horizon. Lenox was an imprint of Continental Records, a division of Remington Records, and they were eventually reissued in long-playing form on the parent label. For some reason, they also were released (with corrected titles) on a sort-lived Remington subsidiary named Pontiac. Confused? Me, too. But that's the release that we have here, and I gotta say, for a cheapo budget album, this one was in pristine condition. I don't think it had ever been played. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here's Jaws before he'd acquired his nickname, blowing with Johnny Acea on piano, the great Gene Ramey playing the floor fiddle and Butch Ballard on drums. As you might expect, he plays rough, big-toned tenor, simple and melodic on the ballads, hot and aggressive on the up-tempo numbers. The real revelation, though, is the Morris Lane selections. I'd always thought of him as an unremarkable horn man in Lionel Hampton's orchestra from the 1940s and '50s. But here he plays with real verve and command – no honking or walking the bar. The band behind him is unknown, which is unfortunate because the trumpet, trombone and piano players are all excellent. Can you tell who the trumpet guy is? He sounds familiar, and a Gems of Jazz no prize to whoever can name him (or her?). There's a vocalist, too, probably one of the band members, and check out "Big Trees." It's weird enough to be one of Sun Ra's early R&B records.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here are eight selections from 1947-48 of two tenor players, one well known, the other not so much. There's surface noise, but I believe it was there in the originals, and I don't think it will trouble you much. I cleaned it a bit, so not to worry. These are also wav files, so you audiophiles should be happy. From the original vinyl as always, gang (although in this case I think it's probably styrene).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">7. Ravin’ at the Haven *</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Red Mitchell plucks while leader Hampton Hawes plinks in a Los Angeles club session from the mid-1950s. Unknown photographer</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I don't know much about Red Mitchell. I have his Atlantic record with Harold Land and some stuff that Harry Babison </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">recorded</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">with him privately, but that's about it. So I was happy to find this EP in a lot I picked up on eBay a few years ago. It's one of Red's few recordings under his own name, and it's a fine example of West Coast jazz from the period. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Born Keith Moore Mitchell in 1927, Red came from a musical family. His younger brother, Gordon "Whitey" Mitchell, was also a bassist. Red was a native New Yorker and started playing the stringed instrument late – after a stint in the army during World War II. He began his career working for vocalist Jackie Paris, and then moved on to gig with Woody Herman, Charlie Ventura, Red Norvo and eventually Gerry Mulligan's piano-less quartet. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Here he's in a more conventional setting, with the standard rhythm section and front line. But the music is well-played and convincing, and Red gets in a few very nice solos. As always, these files have been dubbed from the original 10-inch vinyl, and they are hi-res as requested by one visitor, so they'll take a bit longer to download. Patience has its own reward!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">2. Bluesology</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">6. Kelly Green (Mitchell)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sometimes an artist can have too much talent. Virtuosity can be a trap, creating a never-ending spiral of expanding expectations. The virtuoso's fans say, "Wow! That was amazing!" Then they say, "Amaze me again!" Each new performance brings expectations that have be exceeded to be met. And exceeded again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It seems like James Moody got caught early on in this cycle, at least in the recording studio. I have countless records of Moody blowing wild-and-crazy solos with nameless rhythm sections. It's usually the theme, five solo choruses, theme again and out on these sides. James was such an extraordinary soloist that record producers tended to just put him in front of a microphone and let him blow. There was little concern for the artist's development, for his interaction with the other players in the band, for moving the music forward. It's almost as though Moody became a trained seal, a novelty act.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Of course, defaming James' artistry by trivializing it as mere exhibition is more than a little elitist – and maybe even a little racist. This guy could play, and he had ideas to spare, at least when it came to filling a chorus. His fans knew it, and that's why his records sold like hotcakes – and why producers had him make endless more. The one place where Moody avoided this trap was, oddly enough, in Scandinavia. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">James Moody left the States in 1948 for Europe. He spent much of his time in Sweden, and there he found musicians sympathetic to the new music that he was playing. Stockholm had boppers like baritone saxophonist Lars Gullin, alto player Arne Domnerus and pianist Rolf Larsson, and they wasted no time getting into the studio with Moody for a series of very fine recording sessions. One of the tunes Moody tossed off during these dates was "I'm in the Mood for Love," which, as we all know, became the smash hit "Moody's Mood for Love" in the USA when King Pleasure got hold of it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Moody's Swedish sessions aren't too hard to find these days if you look, but when I was coming up they were like hens' teeth. That's why I was delighted to come across this posting's download. Vintage Prestige EPs are as rare as their counterparts on Blue Note, and almost as fervently sought. This one turned up in what I can only think was a former DJ's record collection, judging by how many promotional copies it contained. The records were all in well-used condition, but this Moody album was slightly better than most. I have cleaned up the sound, removing many clicks by hand, but CD quality it ain't. If you can stand a little hiss and an occasional click, I think you'll find this a very satisfying listen. And, of course, I don't need to say the files came from the original vinyl (although I just did!). Dig!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Rolf Larsson, p; Gunnar Almstedt, b; Anders Burman, d; unk. strings.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Stockholm, Sweden; </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">January 25, 1951 </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">1. Cherokee</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Lars Gullin, bar; Rolf Larsson, p; Gunnar Almstedt, b; </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Stockholm, Sweden; </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">January 24, 1951</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">2. Hey! Jim (Moody’s Bounce)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Sixten Eriksson, tp; Lars Gullin, bar; Rolf Larsson, p; Gunnar Almstedt, b; Jack Noren, d.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Stockholm, Sweden; </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">January 24, 1951</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">3. Moody’s Got Rhythm </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">(Andrew Got Married)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Stockholm, Sweden; </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">October 18, 1949</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Leppe Sundwall, b tp; Arne Domnerus, as; Carl-Henrik Norin, ts; Lars Gullin, bar; Rolf Larsson, p; Gunnar Almstedt, b; Anders Burman, d.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Stockholm, Sweden; </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">January 23, 1951 </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">By now you've all heard about the passing of writer, columnist, critic, producer and activist Nat Hentoff. At 91 years of age, Brother Hentoff had plenty of time to make his mark, and he did so not only in jazz but also in civil rights, politics and other relevant fields. I don't need to tell jazz fans about his contributions to the music. I'm sure nearly all of us has at least one of his volumes about the art on his or her bookshelves. I started with "Hear Me Talkin' to Ya," an oral history the then 30-year-old Hentoff put together with Nat Shapiro in 1955. It was not only an excellent introduction to the music and its players for a callow youth such as myself, but it was also a great read.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here's a tribute to the great scribe, something that I came across about a year ago in one of my forays into the Hudson Valley's collection of second-hand stores and thrift shops. It's a steel-backed acetate disc, the kind I've featured on this blog before, usually in the form of home recordings. This one, though, is a professionally made audio transcription of a radio broadcast. It was cut by Ace Recording Studios in Boston, probably in mid-April of 1952, and captures a 30-minute program hosted by a young, soft-spoken DJ. That DJ? Nat Hentoff.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Yes, this offering is a transcription of Hentoff's jazz radio show, "The Record Album," heard on WMEX-AM in Boston. It's marked "Interview," and when I found it I was hoping that it would have Hentoff conversing with a giant like Duke Ellington or Count Basie or maybe even Dizzy Gillespie or ... <i>gasp!</i> ... Charlie Parker. But it turned out that the featured guest was one of traditional jazz's often overlooked re-creators, trombonist Wilbur DeParis. I was disappointed, I confess, but then I listened to the interview. Mr. DeParis was an erudite, perceptive, articulate gentleman whose views on jazz were much closer to my own than I would ever have suspected. I also realized that this is very likely the only audio interview with DeParis that has survived, so that alone makes it special. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I have no idea what the provenance of this disc may be. Did it come from Nat's personal collection? From a purging of the WMEX archive? We'll never know. But it's a marvelous period piece from early in Hentoff's remarkable career, and it captures the sound of live radio from back in the day. The record store ad that Nat delivers to open the show will definitely have collectors salivating. If only we could make it on down to the Book Clearing House on Boylston Street for a bagfull of those albums selling for less than a buck each!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A word of warning about the sound: This disc has been seriously mistreated over its six decades of existence, and the sound is hissy, scratchy and clicky throughout much of the conversation. But the words are clear and there are no skips or dropouts. It's worth a download, if only to hear once, because it's a sliver of jazz history and because it's Hentoff. Nat mentions the DeParis brothers' version of "When the Saints Go Marching In," and I've added their studio recording of it below, just to give you a little music to go with all the words. As always, these files come straight from the original disc to your ears!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Best wishes to all of Gems' web friends for a swinging holiday season and a syncopated New Year. Let's hope 2017 will be an improvement over 2016. But whatever the future holds, you can depend on Gems of Jazz to post more obscure treasures, curious rarities and other jazzy oddities over the next twelve months. Here's a favorite of mine from Babs Gonzales that, if you've never heard it before, I think you'll dig. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Best wishes to all!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sometimes, when you're flipping through odd sides in a record bin (remember those?), usually in the section marked "Miscellaneous," you come across an artist whom you've never heard of. In the case of this offering, two artists who were </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">largely unknown,</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">to me anyway. I was shopping in one of the few remaining record stores in Manhattan a few weeks ago, and I came across this old Bethlehem release, priced moderately enough (the only kind of price Gems' tight-wad host considers). I purchased it, even though I hadn't heard of one of the players and only knew of the other from his association with Gene Krupa.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The album was issued on Bethlehem, a '50s company that, from about 1956 until 1964 or so, issued hundreds of LPs by artists known and unknown. I don't why they put out so much product, but they covered everything from Ellington to Mingus to Herbie Nichols and Ruby Braff. They especially featured singers, the more obscure the better. Ever heard of Helen Carr? Terry Morel? Jerri Winters? How about Marilyn Moore? Me neither. But they all recorded for Bethlehem.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here are a couple of guys who weren't vocalists, the "Jazz Practitioners." The LP features the saxes of Eddie Shu and Bob Hardaway, a reissue of two EPs that were released earlier, one for each artist. Eddie Shu, aka Edward Shulman, worked with Tadd Dameron, George Shearing and Lionel Hampton before spending four years as part of Gene Krupa's trio. This is the only recording he made as a leader (I think), and he sounds great. A bit like Georgie Auld, maybe even a touch of Don Byas, and on alto, Eddie Harris. If you don't know him, you'll be pleasantly surprised.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The other horn man here has an interesting back story. His old man, it turns out, was "Bugs" Hardaway, the cartoon artist who created Warner Brothers' venerable wascally wabbit, Bugs Bunny. He also came up with Woody Woodpecker. You would have thought Bob would have gone into the cartoon business, but no. He's an excellent tenor player, muscular and inventive, sounding a little like Sonny Rollins (squint your ears).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here are the jazz docs, quite capable practitioners as it turns out. The sound quality of the files is quite good despite the LP's venerable age. The copy here is actually a reissue on the Rep label, a Crown imprint. Crown licensed Bethlehem recordings and issued a few on Rep before disappearing, as record companies tend to do. It's a certified </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">vinyl</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> dub</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, so enjoy!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Maybe you know the recordings that were issued on the Dootone (or Dooto) Record label in Los Angeles during the 1950s? If you do, you probably know that much of the label's material featured comedians like Redd Foxx or second-tier doo-wop groups hoping for that pie-in-the-sky release that might chart and bring them a few months of fame. Groups like the Whippoorwills or the Medallions. One of Dootone's vocal quartets did eventually hit pay dirt. The Penguins scored a No. 1 hit with "Earth Angel."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">But Dootone also recorded a few sides by some very fine jazz players. Chief among those was Dexter Gordon, who produced an excellent album for Dootone in 1955. The legendary jazz pianist Carl Perkins issued what would be his only LP as a leader on Dootone in 1956. Then there were the albums by the artists featured in this Gems posting.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Both Curtis Counce and Buddy Collette recorded for Dootone in 1958, releasing, respectively, "Exploring the Future" and "Buddy's Best." These albums featured the leaders fronting formidable hard bop quintets, including the stellar pianist Elmo Hope and tenor player Harold Land in Counce's band, and a rare appearance by trumpeter and future big band leader Gerald Wilson with Collette. Though the records were quite good, they didn't sell well and Dootone soon abandoned jazz for the more lucrative market of bawdy comedy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I've had all the Dootone jazz LPs, including the two by Buddy and Curtis, in my collection for many years. What I didn't know was that label owner Dootsie Williams sold his jazz material sometime in the late 1950s to another company, an outfit in Culver City named Bel Canto Records, and that Bel Canto had released additional material from the Counce and Collette dates. I only discovered this was so when I came upon the album offered here in a pile of yard sale cast-offs this past summer. The cover caught my eye, and I'm glad it did.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What we have here are more excellent performances by both bands. The Counce quintet features drummer Frank Butler on "Move" and gives Elmo Hope the lead on a trio selection – presumably written by the pianist – called "Head Gear." Collette uses "Bass Rock" as a feature for bassist Wilfred Middlebrooks and does some nice soloing along with Gerald Wilson on the other selections. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">For some reason, Bel Canto packaged this LP in a box. Why they went to the extra expense is beyond me, having to use cardboard inserts to fill out the additional space left by the single LP. They also pressed the album in deep blue vinyl, a nice touch visually, but of no practical benefit to the music. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here are some very rare sides by two West Coast stalwarts. The Counce side had some bothersome surface noise, but Gems has pretty much removed it. The rest of the LP had no noise issues, so you should be good to go. These files were generated right from the six-decades old vinyl, jazz fans. So enjoy!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Cu</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">rtis Counce, b; Harold Land, ts; Rolf Ericson, tp; Elmo Hope, p; Frank Butler, d.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Buddy Collette, fl, cl, ts; Gerald Wilson, tp; Al Viola, g; Wilfred Middlebrook, b; Earl Palmer, d.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Find it here: <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/file/8750pu76v7yljxj/Counce_Collette.rar"><b><span style="color: #666666;">http://www.mediafire.com/file/8750pu76v7yljxj/Counce_Collette.rar</span></b></a></span>David Dannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03791635801707587161noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2053397404911396599.post-69504050483199280652016-08-15T18:21:00.001-07:002017-02-11T17:09:39.236-08:00Philly Sound<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Here's a record I bought in a little record store just off Central Square in Cambridge back in the mid-'70s. The place was only open for a summer and didn't have much stock, but it did have a quirky jazz section that had a surprising number of musician-produced LPs. You know – the music that gets called "spiritual jazz" for some reason these days. This album caught my eye because its saxophonist was a sideman on a Sunny Murray record I'd recently purchased. His name was Byard Lancaster and he played screaming alto in an intense, take-no-prisoners style. The album was on Dogtown Records, a company based in Philadelphia, Lancaster's hometown. I put down a couple of bucks and took it home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Co-leading the group presented on the LP was James Roland "J.R." Mitchell, also a Philly native and a percussionist with whom Lancaster had attended Berklee College. I'd never heard of Mitchell, but I was pleasantly surprised by his powerful, tasteful style. He was more straight-ahead than Sunny Murray or Steve McCall, but he could also go out, following Byard (spelled "Bayard" on the cover) wherever the flamboyant saxophonist took the music. One thing I wasn't expecting was to hear Lancaster solo on trumpet. I don't recall if he plays that instrument on any other records of his that I've acquired over the years, but he does a competent job here. He also serves up solos on flute, bass clarinet and soprano in addition to his regular alto. The saxophonist and drummer are joined by bassist Jerome Hunter and pianist Sid Simmons, both also from Philadelphia, comprising a quartet which the album liner notes call the "Experience." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Oddly, most of the music heard was recorded in concert at MacAlester College in St. Paul, Minnesota. Why J.R. and Byard chose to record so far from home is a mystery, but maybe the school offered to professionally record the performance as part of the deal. Whatever the story was, the recording quality is first rate (not always the case with "spiritual jazz" albums). One other selection was recorded closer to home in Boston, in 1970 when Lancaster and Mitchell were Berklee students.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here's the J.R. Mitchell/Byard Lancaster Experience live in concert. Sound quality is very good with little cleaning required. As always, ripped from the original vinyl, I kid you not!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Live at MacAlester College '72</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Dogtown Records (no #)</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Willis Conover shills for Miller beer on "The International Hour: American Jazz" in 1963. Conover was the CBS program's host. Unknown photographer</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sorry to be a whiner, but this month's Gems offering was created by jazz guys who made a career out of the music without ever getting much in return. They all made a living (probably), and they got to do what they loved every day (or night). But nobody got rich and nobody got famous. They did get to make one record, though. That's something.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">You've heard of Willis Conover, the legendary jazz host of Voice of America, emcee of the Newport Jazz Festival and interviewer. In 1951, several local musicians – drummer Joe Timer, tenor man Ben Lary and pianist Jack Holliday – approached Conover in Washington, D.C., (where he was based) and pitched the idea that the DJ front a jazz orchestra that they wanted to put together. Conover agreed, and the result was THE Orchestra, caps intended.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Assembled from D.C. musicians who had played in the bands of such luminaries as Boyd Raeburn, Woody Herman, Gene Krupa, Tommy Dorsey, Charlie Barnet and many more, the 15-piece band boasted solid musicianship, excellent arrangements and a wealth of good (if unknown) soloists. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Players whose names you might recognize include the Swope brothers, Robbie and Earl, on trombones, baritonist Jack Nimetz and trumpet player Marky Markowitz. Bill Potts, Timer and others did the arrangements. Conover acted as the band's emcee, manager and publicist.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here's an excellent big band, late out of the gate, that worked around the D.C. area, made this record and then passed unacknowledged into history. There are, fortunately, several amateur live recordings as well, one with Dizzy and another that featured Charlie Parker, that were eventually issued on Elektra (both excellent). But that's it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So Gems is doing its bit to get the word out about these gents. The music on this album (a generous 45 minutes worth) is thoughtful, well-played and swinging. The record itself came our way in box of contents at an auction, a collection that also included some nice Woody Herman, Claude Thornhill and Nat Pierce's big band at the Savoy. But this one was the gem in the lot. I hope you think so, too. As always, dubbed right from the vinyl with hardy any cleaning necessary.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Bob Carey, Ed Leddy, Marky Markowitz, Charlie Walp, tp; Dan Spiker, Earl Swope, Rob Swope, tbn; Jim Riley, as; Ben Lary, Jim Parker, Angelo Tompros, ts; Jack Nimitz, bar; Jack Holliday, p; Merton Oliver, b; Joe Timer (Theimer), d, cond. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">New York, NY; December 30, 1955</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">1. I've Got You Under My Skin </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">2. One For Kenny (Joe Timer)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">3. The Song Is You </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">4. Pill Box (Bill Potts)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">5. Light Green (Bill Potts)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">6. Flamingo</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">7. Something to Remember You by/Taking a Change on Love/Blue Room</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">9. Playground (Bill Potts)</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">As a DJ on WLIB in New York City during the 1960s, Billy Taylor played music by his friends and musical associates, and shared stories of the jazz life with his thousands of listeners. Photo from "Jazz: The First Century"</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ladies and gents, Billy Taylor: jazz's forgotten jack of all trades. The guy could play like Tatum, composed and arranged over 300 tunes, performed on hundreds of record albums, hosted his own jazz radio programs locally in New York City and nationally over NPR, did television shows for NBC and NET, created Harlem's Jazzmobile, taught college level jazz courses, and could speak with the erudition of PhD candidate. Wiki says over the course of his career he amassed 23 honorary doctoral degrees. I believe it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So why is it that today Billy Taylor is largely overlooked when jazz aficionados congregate? Why isn't his music taken more seriously? Even Oscar Peterson, himself a Tatum follower with a tendency to indulge in easy stylistic grandstanding, gets more props than Dr. Billy. It's a mystery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I first started listening seriously to Dr. Taylor's music back when he went on air with "Jazz Alive!" on NPR back in the mid-'70s. Every week he featured <i>real</i> jazz players (at least, I considered them so) in live performance. I heard Rollins, Max Roach, the Heath Brothers, Dizzy, Mingus and many others on his broadcasts. But I also heard Braxton, Sam Rivers, Chico Freeman, the Art Ensemble and other leaders of the creative music movement. I taped many of the segments and still listen to them today. Billy may not have liked all the music he featured, but he brought it to the airwaves for all of us to share regardless of his feelings. For that alone, I deeply respect him. Nobody else did that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">But then there was his playing. The guy could <i>play</i>, and while he was not a genius like Bud Powell or a visionary like Cecil Taylor, he could surprise and delight with the best of them. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Case in point, this hoary Roost recording. A compendium of earlier sessions, the music comes from the early '50s and captures Taylor under the joint sway of Tatum and Powell. His performances are brisk and pyrotechnic, and if you've not really heard his early work before, this LP is for you. The sound is iffy in places, due in large part to a previous owner's bad needle, but I think the download is definitely worth the price of admission. Dubbed, as always, from the original wax, fear not!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Billy Taylor, p; Chuck Wayne*, Mundell Lowe, g; Earl May, b; Frank Colon, cnga; Zoot Sims, maracas; Charlie Smith, Jo Jones*, d. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">New York, NY; November 1, 1951; May 2, 1952; autumn 1952.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">1. Just Squeeze Me*</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">2. Feeling Frisky (Taylor)*</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">4. Tiroro (Taylor)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This offering comes from an eBay two-fer sale that had a pair obscure John Graas recordings for one low price. A sucker for a bargain, I bid on and won the two discs, one of which is featured here. What did I know about Mr. Graas before I won the auction? Aside from his name, very little.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Turns out Graas studied with Lennie Tristano, that most pedagogic of pedagogues, did concert tours with Stan Kenton and got his start with the pioneering big band of Claude Thornhill. He also gigged with the Indianapolis Symphony and played under Serge Koussevitsky at Tanglewood in the Berkshire Mountains. As you might suspect, he was classically trained and incorporated classical influences into many of his jazz compositions. A Third Streamer he wasn't, but he occasionally crossed that line. He was also Metronome magazine's poll-winner in 1955 in their Miscellaneous Instruments category. The French horn was indeed a miscellaneous ax in those days. Maybe today, too.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here's John Graas' first Decca release, the initial album in their "Jazz Lab" series, a project they hoped would "act as an incentive for young writers and jazz men to create more individually and freely than ever" (can you imagine a mainstream label embarking on such an endeavor today?). The company claimed that music students could write to Decca for the sheet music to many of the tunes heard here. For the price of a couple of stamps, fans could get copies of John Graas' lead sheets, which seems like a very thoughtful service. Wonder if they actually ever did it?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Included in the ensembles here are the cream of the West Coast's jazz crop – Jimmy Giuffre, Bob Enevoldsen, Dave Pell, Curtis Counce, Don Fagerquist, Howard Roberts, and many others. The music, I confess, is a bit academic in places, a bit too classically conceived for my taste. But some of the other compositions are delightful swingers, and the soloing is top-notch throughout. Mr. Graas himself is especially effective. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">John Graas, fr hn, arr; various groups including Herb Geller ("Bert Herbert"), as; Bob Enevolden, tbn; Dave Pell, ts; Jimmy Giuffre, Ronny Lang, bar; Marty Paitch, Claude Williamson, p; Red Norvo, vbs; Howard Roberts, g; Curtis Counce, b; Larry Bunker, d.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">November 28, December 12, 1955; January 9, 1956; </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Los Angeles, CA;</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Decca DL 8343</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here's one that's been in the collection for decades. Back when I was listening almost exclusively to the so-called <i>avant garde</i>, I was delighted to find this gem in the dollar bins at my local record emporium – Rose Records in the Loop, as I recall. It was one of the first albums I ever purchased by a European artist, and I was very pleased that I did, even though three of its players are stars from the States. Though they weren't really stars at the time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In the '80s, I used to occasionally catch Gunter Hampel in New York, playing with his longtime associates, Perry Robinson and Mark Whitecage, among others. I think, by that time, Hampel's marriage to the stellar Jeanne Lee had ended (I never saw them perform together, much to my regret), and he was mostly leading a motley big band of dubious quality. At the time, at least, I thought his group wasn't very good. What impressed me about him, though, was his absolute dedication to the music. It didn't matter if there were more people on the bandstand than in the audience, he gave it his all. And doubtless still does.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So here's the first release on Hampel's own label, Birth, reissued by Bob Thiele's Flying Dutchman label here in America. Why Thiele put it out is a mystery, but then I guess a guy who releases Coltrane's "Ascension" would have been game for anything. Anthony Braxton is the star soloist while Steve McCall drives everything along nicely with a solid AACM pulse. Willem Breuker gets in a few licks while, surprisingly, Gunter is mostly in the background. What holds all the free improv together is Sister Lee's husky vocalizing – absolutely beautiful! The record is a prime example of the best of the free jazz movement, offering frenetic blowing with subtle, quiet passages and islands of melody engulfed in swirls of poly-rhythms.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So here's one for you progressive jazz fans, even though it's half-a-century old. As always, these files were created from the original vinyl with, in this case, no cleaning whatsoever. Creative music – power stronger than itself!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Little Jazz blows big horn with the 1953 Metronome All Stars. With Eldridge are, from left, John LaPorta, Teddy Wilson, Max Roach and Kai Winding. The recording date was at Fulton Studios on June 9, 1953, in New York City, not long after the offering in this posting was recorded.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Here's another good'un. I nearly busted a gut when I found this Gem at a local church rummage sale. Original Dial 10-inchers are ultra rare, and what this one was doing in a box of of the usual Al Hirt and Mitch Miller favorites was, and shall remain, a mystery. But there it was, in near pristine condition. I snatched it up and forked over the selling price of four bits without a moment's hesitation. Last of the big spenders!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It wasn't Dial LP1, the first independently-produced long-playing record by Charlie Parker, but it was a genuine Dial, the fourth LP released by Ross Russell, owner of Dial Records. It came out in 1953 and featured trumpet great Roy Eldridge, a compilation of several dates he did while on a junket to Paris in 1950 with the Benny Goodman Sextet. BG and the band did several gigs during the month of June before heading back to the States. Roy, having found Paris to his liking, stayed behind, learned a little French and found a few places to play. He remained for nearly 18 months. <i>Viva la France</i>!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">While there, he went into the studio for the Vogue label and cut numerous sessions with both French and American musicians. These sides were selected from dates that featured the Raymond Fol Orchestra, a duet with Claude Bolling and a quartet with Gerry Wiggins and ex-patriot Kenny Clarke. Little Jazz is in top form, sounding like he did fifteen years earlier but with a slightly modern tinge. He also sings a little – listen to his subtlety modified lyrics on "Black and Blue." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">These sides were mostly reissued Stateside back in the '80s on two Inner City compilations, but I just know Gems fans will appreciate hearing them in their (semi) original form. The sound is excellent and required only a few touch-ups. From the original – and I mean <i>original</i> – vinyl, as always.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Roy Eldridge, tp; Gerry Wiggins, p; Pierre Michelot, b; Kenny Clarke, d.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Paris, France; June 14, 1950.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">*Eldridge, tp; Claude Bolling, p.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Paris, France; March 29, 1951 </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">1. Wild Man Blues*</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Paris, France; October 28, 1950</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">How often do you get to live near greatness? And not know it? Not too often, I suspect. In my case, out here in the far-flung Catskills, it happens more often than you might think. Pianist Hal Galper lives in the county. Kenny Werner, too. Guitarist and composer James Emery also lives nearby. Bill Mays plays his piano just across the Delaware in Pennsylvania. Hugh Brodie used to call me regularly from his home in the county seat, Monticello. My good friend, drummer Thurman Barker, lives in the town right next door to mine. There are many other refugees from the New York jazz scene in these rural hills, and at one time or another I've had the privilege to get to know most them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">But one I missed. His name was George Handy, and he was a noted composer and arranger in the 1940s and '50s. He's probably best known for his work with the progressive Boyd Raeburn Orchestra and then for his singular contribution to producer Norman Granz's landmark recording, "The Jazz Scene" (also offered here on Gems). He had a tempestuous relationship with the music biz and made only a few recordings while he was still active in New York and Los Angeles. One of those is featured with this posting.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George bailed on the industry for good in the late 1950s, settling eventually in upstate New York. He chose the Catskills because there was, at the time, a vibrant hotel scene with thousands of tourists and plenty of work for musicians who had tired of the New York City rat race. Handy worked in near anonymity in world class resorts like Grossinger's, Brown's and Kutsher's. He played piano in pit bands, doing arrangements as needed for whatever acts were appearing. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I was told about George Handy by other musicians I met not long after moving here myself. "You should talk to George," they all urged. But somehow, even after I started doing my jazz radio show, I never got around to it. And then, in 1997, I heard George had died. An opportunity missed, for sure.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">But why did Handy opt out of the big music world just 120 miles to the south? I asked a friend, a reed player who worked in the hotel bands with George, and he said it was the usual story, one often told about musicians from Handy's era. Apparently George had picked up a habit, as so many did, and it made him unreliable. He likely moved to the sticks to regain his health.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">But in the summer of 1954, when this record was made, Handy was in top form. The dozen tunes on this album, all originals, were all recorded in one long night, as you'll read in the liner notes, and all they were entirely new to the players. The band just played the charts cold and soloed like the hardened pros they were. Handy is on piano, and he gets in a few good licks. The players were some of the best in the city at the time, and the obscure Dave Schildkraut makes a rare appearance. Allen Eager, about to become a ski instructor, is also onboard.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This record was a thrift shop find and looked funky. But, as you'll hear, the sound is quite good – very little cleaning was required. Recorded, as always, from the original "X" label vinyl, crew. Enjoy!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>George Handy</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Handy, p, comp, arr; Ernie Royal, tp; Kai Winding, tbn; Dave Schildkraut, as; Allen Eager, ts; Danny banks, bar; Vinnie Burke, b; Art Mardigan, d.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Webster Hall, New York, NY; August 16, 1954</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ditto from Gems of Jazz! Happy holidays and swinging New Year to all our friends from all of us (namely me, your humble jazz interlocutor). Thanks for all your comments over the past year – I'm gratified to know that what's offered here is of interest to fans of </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">good music</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">the world over. There's plenty more to come in 2016, so visit often. As an added treat, here's the tune Pops recorded back in 1952 that's mentioned in the Down Beat squibb above, the reason for Decca getting him up in holiday drag.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, gang, I finally went through all the old postings here on Gems and repaired all (or nearly all) of the busted links. I apologize to those of you who have been frustrated by all those Rapidshare dead ends. You should now be able to download to your heart's content, unhindered by the vicissitudes of free file sharing. Long live Mediafire! </span>David Dannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03791635801707587161noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2053397404911396599.post-39465909374218860522015-12-16T19:17:00.000-08:002017-02-11T17:10:14.343-08:00Estelle Toots!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">A mysterious collection of home recordings, no information on the labels, all in very poor condition. But the music contained on them proved to be a trove of interesting and historic performances.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Long-time readers of this blog know that the radio station where I do a jazz program holds an annual music sale to raise funds to keep itself on the air. I look forward to the sale each November because I invariably find more than a few gems amid all the Al Hirt and Boots Randolph castoffs. This year was no exception. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In fact, the sale this year may have turned up a find of historic importance.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Every year, we get many boxes of 78-rpm records donated along with all the CDs, long-playing albums, sheet music, instruments and stereo equipment. Very few buyers pay any attention to these, and the shellac discs languish over in a corner at the sale, piled in boxes on the floor. Occasionally someone picks through them, but no one is really interested. I myself will peruse them, usually toward the end of the sale when I'm bored and there's nothing else to do.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">A Recordio disc cutter with a built-in radio, circa <br />1935. The operator could record music directly <br />off the air. The creator of the discs from the <br />record sale probably used a unit like this</span>. </td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">That was the case this year. I work at the sale, so I am there most of the day, and toward the end I decided to take a look at the 78s to see if there was anything there of interest. A Lester Young on Keynote caught my eye right away, and I began to look in earnest through the pile. Nothing much turned up until I found, in the pocket of a generic 78 album, three or four home-recorded discs. I checked the other sleeves and came up with another half-dozen records, all recorded with a disc cutter, and all lacquer-coated aluminum discs. If you've never seen these sorts of records, they were popular in the 1930s and '40s as a way to make home recordings, long before there was anything like tape. Using a disk-cutting machine and a microphone, one could make three- or four-minute records of whatever one chose to record. More often than not, music was what people recorded.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">These records were in terrible, neglected shape, but I tried one out on one of the record players we had for sale, and it played very well. What it played really caught my ear. I could hear a solo trumpet playing what sounded like "Honeysuckle Rose." I purchased them, took them home and was amazed by what I heard.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">One of the Melodears' trumpet players in the late <br />1930s, perhaps Estelle Slavin?</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">These records seem to have been made by a young woman named Estelle. That much I knew, because one of the records was faintly labeled, "Estelle Toots." That was the record with "Honeysuckle Rose." That Estelle was the trumpet player was confirmed at the end of the tune when the female horn player says, "I think that was pretty good, don't you, Mary Ann?" and a young voice answers, "Yes, Aunt Estelle, I think that was very good."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">There were other solo trumpet performances on the discs, most notably a version of "Georgia On My Mind" offering a free interpretation of the melody and displaying a real range on the horn as well as a highly-developed sense of rhythm. The more I listened, the more I realized that the player was not some talented amateur but an accomplished professional, playing jazz horn in the style of Harry James or Frankie Newton. But who was she?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">An Internet search produced only one "Estelle" who played trumpet in the 1930s. Her name was Estelle Slavin, and she was in Ina Ray Hutton's all-woman (all-girl) band called the Melodears. She was with the band from the mid-'30s until 1939, when Hutton broke it up, and she would have been 25 or 26 at the time of the recordings. That seemed to fit.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I speculate that Estelle Slavin might have been at home in New Jersey, between gigs, when she made these recordings. Later she put together her own all-female band, calling it Estelle and Her Brunettes, and played in Philadelphia, Boston, New York and on the Jersey shore through much of the 1940s. Down Beat lists the band, and Billboard did a write-up on them which seems to confirm that Estelle was a real jazz player and not just a novelty act. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I managed to find the daughter of Estelle's piano player, Muriel Ritchie, and she remembered going to Ms. Slavin's house as a child for parties and dinners. She couldn't remember much more than that, but her mother was an excellent pianist who returned to playing jazz toward the end of her life, performing under her married named, Muriel Havenstein. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So, was the Estelle on the discs actually the jazz trumpet player named Estelle Slavin? I can't say for sure, but all the circumstantial evidence seems to fit. A fascinating mystery, regardless – at least, I think so.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">But wait, there's more.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Among the discs were a number of airchecks, recorded off the radio that was probably part of the disc-cutting machine. Several of them were of the Glenn Miller Orchestra and the Andrews Sisters, and others were excerpts from longer classical pieces. But there was one record – one of the 10-inch ones – that was a true gem. It contained eight minutes of a previously unknown performance by Andy Kirk and his 12 Clouds of Joy. The very same band that featured the composing, arranging and piano playing of one Mary Lou Williams. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was a broadcast from December 15 or 16, 1939. How do I know? Because at the end of one of the sides, an announcer cuts in with a bulletin about the German battleship, the Graf Spee. It was the very beginning of World War II, and war updates were hot news. So from that report I was able to date the Kirk radio show with real precision. The band was in New York recording for Decca around that time, and <i>The New York Times</i> lists them as doing broadcasts over WJZ.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What we hear is a complete version of "Cherokee," most likely arranged by Mary Lou, a portion of "South of the Border," "Dunkin' a Doughnut," a Williams arrangement and composition, and a bit of "It's Funny to Everyone But Me." We also get great solos from trumpeter Clarence Trice, trombonist Ted Donnelly, tenor star Dick Wilson and Mary Lou herself. Also featured is Floyd Smith's marvelous lap steel guitar on "Cherokee."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here is the only extant example of the Andy Kirk band in live performance from that period. There are two others that I know of, one earlier and the other much later. But this one catches the band at the height of its considerable powers. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our trumpet-playing Estelle, whoever she was, clearly had excellent taste in music. But I wonder why she documented the Kirk band? Perhaps she knew one of its players? That opens up many more possibilities for speculation ...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">These sides were dubbed from the original discs, with some cleaning of the sound. Considering their condition, however, they sound quite good. There's only about 15 minutes of music in this download, so you may want to add some other tunes if you burn it on a disc. Thanks, Estelle!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Andy Kirk, leader; probably Harry Lawson, Clarence Trice, Earl Thompson, tp; Ted Donnelly, Henry Wells, tbn; Earl Miller, as; Don Byas, Dick Wilson, ts; Marry Lou Williams, p, arr; Floyd Smith elec g; Booker Collins, b; Ed Thigpen, d; June Richmond, v.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">1. Cherokee (MLW arr), into South of the Border (inc.) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Probably New York or New Jersey, private recording, 1939 or ‘40</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Find it here: <a href="https://www.mediafire.com/?4zj13nnyf59c8q7"><span style="color: #666666;"><b>https://www.mediafire.com/?4zj13nnyf59c8q7</b></span></a></span>David Dannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03791635801707587161noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2053397404911396599.post-23830088623240344972015-11-15T17:37:00.000-08:002015-11-15T17:37:10.540-08:00Hines' History<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">You maybe have seen this on the Tube of You, but in case you haven't, you're in for a treat. Here's the great Fatha' Hines, the Earl of jazz piano, demonstrating the art of syncopated piano playing as it evolved through the decades. He should know, because he played a major role in its development. The Yale-looking fellow who does the introduction is Ralph J. Gleason, esteemed critic and jazz historian (later SF rock 'n' roll champion). I never liked him much, but Hines is extraordinary. Watch, and be awed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The show, by the way, is Gleason's "Jazz Casual," a TV program that ran on NET in the '60s. This clip probably ran in 1961 or '62, judging by Ralph's coif.</span>David Dannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03791635801707587161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2053397404911396599.post-49170953370263720942015-11-14T18:00:00.000-08:002015-11-15T17:20:09.407-08:00Pick of the Pickers<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">That's Mr. Babasin in the back row with the specs. It's the Tiffany Club in Los Angeles, May of 1952. The other participants you recognize, with perhaps the exception of pianist Donn Trenner who is obscured by vocalist Helen Carr. Photo by William Claxton</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Here's a side I just acquired a few weeks ago. There's a story that goes with it, and I know you're not surprised to hear that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I live in the foothills of New York's fabled Catskill Mountains and, while it's still quite rural, it's not quite as remote as when I moved here 30 years ago. One thing we have a lot of is vacant or abandoned houses, and there was one right down the road from me. It was a nice clapboarded bungalow, empty for a number of years – until this summer. A young couple from New York City bought it and have been working to put it back into shape (and succeeding very nicely). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">They dropped by one afternoon for a meet-and-greet and, while touring through my humble abode, they noticed all the vinyl around the place. "Are you into records?" asked the young lady. "Yes, you could say that," was my reply. "Well, the previous owner of our house left lots of old records in the garage. What kind of music do you like?" "Me? Oh, jazz mostly," says I casually. "I think they <i>are</i> jazz records – isn't that right, Albert?" The husband assayed that it was so. "Would you like them? You can have whatever you want," says she.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A few hours later, there was a knock at my front door (nobody ever comes to the front door) and there stood my new neighbor. "Here are a few of the records that I could grab. I'll get the rest once we clean out the rest of the stuff in the garage," she said. "Are these any good?" I took a look.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Among the pile were an RCA X label 10" rural blues record, ultra rare, a Riverside 10" "Origins of Jazz" EP with Furry Lewis' first recordings, and the record that is the subject of this posting. Needless to say, I was very pleased.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harry Babasin was an institution on the West Coast in the 1950s, a bass player who worked steadily both in and out of the studios. He did many sessions as a sideman for Lester Koenig's Contemporary label, but also recorded with the great Oscar Pettiford, both of them plucking cellos. He plays cello here, this time with swing jazz legend Red Norvo joining him on vibes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">For this LP, the second of three albums produced by the Babasin/vibes collaboration – the "Jazz Pickers," he called them – the group features Norvo, who would later be replaced by Terry Gibbs. Red Wooten is the bass player (Babasin sticks with the smaller instrument) and Bill Douglass plays drums. Harry's discovery, Dempsey Wright, plays guitar. Wright would record his own album later in 1958, displaying great talent as a jazz guitarist, and then promptly disappeared from the scene. He supposedly moved to Little Rock and lived there happily ever after.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So here is some long-garaged vinyl, courtesy of my new neighbor. I hope to acquire other treasures from the former owner's stash before long, and I will certainly share any gems that turn up with all of you. As always, these files were ripped from the original LP, with only a little cleaning up of the sound. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's been a while, gang. My apologies for neglecting Gems all these weeks, but I been preoccupied with trying to make a living. I've never been very good at it, despite devoting more time than I'd care to admit to it. Modest success is all I can claim, but who wants to be Bill Gates, anyway? Don't answer that question.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here's a gent who <i>was</i> successful. Not on Mr. Gates' scale, of course, but he did manage to become one of the leading practitioners of modern jazz on his instrument at a time when just about nobody was playing modern jazz on his instrument. Boniface "Buddy" De Franco was a clarinet player when nearly all the other licorice stick men were wearing straw boaters and had garters on their striped shirtsleeves. He started out playing swing but then heard Bird and Diz's message and became a bopper. He just forgot to switch to alto.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You can always hear Buddy's swing roots in his modern playing – or, at least, I think I can – but he also had the chops requisite for the newer style. He was one of the Metronome All-Stars in 1949, cutting a session for Victor with Parker, Miles, Fats Navarro, Tristano and a bevy of other jazz giants. He also hired a future hard-bop star named Sonny Clark as his pianist in the mid-'50s and made some very fine recordings with him. In the '60s, he worked with Tommy Gumina, himself a devotee to a decidedly unhip instrument – the accordion.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, here's a delightful disc I picked up not too long ago that I thought you Gems fans might enjoy. It's Buddy De Franco in quartet and trio settings, recording early in his career for MGM. His pianist for these sessions is Kenny Drew, Bird's keyboard man from a few years earlier. Jimmy Raney shines on guitar and the King of Hard-bop, Art Blakey, shows up on a few cuts, too. Kenny contributes an original – the exotic sounding "Cairo" – and the rest of the fare consists of standards. All in all, a very satisfying collection of tunes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As always, these files are ripped from the original, 63-year-old vinyl with no cleaning necessary (there's just a hint here and there of surface noise). If you want something to last forever, make it out of vinyl!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No real story to tell about this offering, other than it showed up on eBay and nobody but your interlocutor bid on it (which means it went for a buck). I knew about this recording by a trumpet and horn player named Tom Stewart, but I'd never actually seen a copy. The reason I wanted it? Soprano saxophone pioneer Steve Lacy is featured throughout. There are very few sides of straight ahead jazz with Lacy, and I was curious to see how he sounded in a semi-hard bop context.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No surprise that Steve swings. He'd studied with classic jazz player and arranger Cecil Scott and had played extensively in traditional jazz bands with the likes of Pee Wee Russell, Pops Foster and Red Allen. What always did surprise me, given Lacy's history, was that his post-Cecil Taylor bands have always sounded dry and a bit academic (at least to me). And a little Irene Abei goes more than a very long way. So how Steve Lacy lost his swing is a mystery, but he sounds great here.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tom Stewart? I have no idea. How did Creed Taylor decide to record him as a leader for the newly-launched ABC Paramount jazz label? We'll never know. Not that he's not an accomplished player and arranger. It's just that he seems to have come out of nowhere and then returned there immediately after this 1956 release. The tunes are familiar to jazz listeners, and there are no originals from Stewart, but he may have done the arranging. In the liner notes, he says he got a Bachelor's in English Lit, but then decided to switch to jazz horn playing. Clearly he was not interested in making money.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Anyway, here's his magnum opus, replete with Lacy and Herbie Mann for good measure. The sound was a little iffy in places, so I've cleaned it up a bit. I think you'll find the files acceptable – and musically of interest. From the actual vinyl, as always!</span><br />
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David Dannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03791635801707587161noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2053397404911396599.post-33604947207924397292015-06-13T06:06:00.000-07:002015-06-13T06:06:04.879-07:00Loss of the Century<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ornette's gone. It's hard to believe. The news came as a shock, as these things do. But I had grown up musically with Ornette's music and he seemed timeless, always there, always challenging expectations and surprising listeners. I suspect we all could say of Ornette, "I've waited all my life for you." Asha Puthli sang as much in her rendition of "All My Life," a Coleman composition that keeps playing in my head.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A colleague once complained to me that Ornette always played the same solo. I responded, "Yeah, but what a solo!" No one sounded like him, though there were many who were inspired by his music. Sonny Simmons, John Carter, Marion Brown, Giuseppe Logan, Oliver Lake, John Tchicai, to name just a few.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To celebrate this great American original, here's a performance from Germany, possibly a television broadcast, issued in the '70s on the Italian bootleg label, Unique Jazz. It features Ornette's second great quartet, the one with Dewey Redman on tenor. Dewey's singing through his horn, something that always sounded a little desperate to me, is particularly successful here, and he also does some effective playing on musette. Charlie Haden's beautiful "Song for Che" is an added treat. That fat bass sound!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sound quality is good despite the monaural recording, with no cleaning required. What you hear is the quartet at its best, recorded just prior to the period when Coleman would begin work on his symphony, "Skies of America." Not long after that, he would introduce his electric group, Prime Time, and the jazz landscape would shift once again. From the original vinyl as always, people.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">2. Song for Che</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">3. Whom Do You Work For?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">4. Rock the Clock</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Find it here: <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download/u8acv9mad87ahgq/Ornette_in_Europe.rar"><b><span style="color: #666666;">http://www.mediafire.com/download/u8acv9mad87ahgq/Ornette_in_Europe.rar</span></b></a></span>David Dannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03791635801707587161noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2053397404911396599.post-88481414076363679982015-04-29T18:57:00.000-07:002015-05-06T17:07:36.706-07:00Duke's Day<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's Ellington's 116th birthday anniversary, and we here at Gems could not let it pass by without offering our devoted followers a little something to celebrate. So, here's the Duke on the air, doing remotes for the United States Treasury Department in an effort to move a few War Bonds during the last big one.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But ... before we get to the good stuff, a little story. Long-time visitors to this blog may recall that a while back we posted an Ellington download taken from Victor's original 78-rpm release of "Black, Brown and Beige." Many of you were appreciative of the dub, despite its audio limitations. All well and good, and Gems moved on to other postings. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But about four months ago, I was contacted by a very nice woman interested in </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Black, Brown and Beige</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">" – specifically, in that odd paper sleeve that Victor issued the Duke's magnum opus in. This person, it turns out, works at the Museum of Modern Art here in the Big Apple. She was helping to produce their next big exhibit, a complete showing of artist Jacob Lawrence's "Migration Series," a 60-painting pictorial narration of the African-American migration to the north between the world wars. In searching around the interwebs for a source for that </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Black, Brown and Beige</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">" album which the museum wanted to use in the exhibit, she found Gems. One thing led to another, and the upshot was we were delighted to supply MoMA with our copy of the album for the Lawrence exhibit. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, never underestimate to power of the web. You never know who's out there checking you out. The show, by the way, is highly recommended. The presentation of Lawrence's work is excellently done and the ancillary material, including films of Billie Holiday and Marian Anderson, is superb. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">On to this posting's offering. In the last year of World War II, Ellington was tapped by the U.S. Treasury Department to do a series of broadcasts to promote the purchase of War Bonds to fund the war effort's final push. Duke did a year of Saturday programs, each an hour in length. They were preserved on acetate discs and many decades later, a group of Ellington fanatics released the entire year's worth of shows on a series of 50 LPs. In my years of collecting, I've managed to find about 30 of these discs and hope one day to complete the set. I can't post all 30 here, so I thought instead I'd upload the first and last album in the series. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So here's Duke in 1945. He plays the "Perfume Suite" on the first disc, which, you will notice, uses the original, provocative title for the second movement, "Violence." The second offering, the "Bonus" LP, is a remarkable document with a tribute to FDR </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">broadcast </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">shortly after his passing in 1945. Poignant! As an added treat, there's also a 1953 aircheck from the famed Blue Note in Chicago. Don't miss Ray Nance's romp on "Basin Street Blues"!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You'll note that these files are not broken down into individual tunes, as the records presented them as one continuous cut. I've appended the liner notes to the first LP here (if you copy and paste the file to your desktop, you should be able to read it). Unfortunately, there were no liner notes to the Bonus LP. The covers are, as you can see, minimalist. The files, as always come right from the virgin vinyl, no cleaning needed. The download is a big file (200 megs), so give it some time. Happy birthday, Duke!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">4. Creole Love Call</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">5. Suddenly It Jumped</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">12. Air Conditioned Jungle</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">13. I Ain’t Got Nothin’ But the Blues</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">2. New World A-Comin’</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Trouble I’ve Seen</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">4. Mood Indigo</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">5. Dirge</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">6. Chant for FDR (American Lullaby)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">7. Come Sunday</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">8. A City Called Heaven </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">(Poor Pilgrim of Sorrow)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">9. Creole Love Call</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">10. Moon Mist</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Aircheck, Blue Note, Chicago, IL, August 1, 1953</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">11. Take the A Train</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">12. Boo-Dah</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">13. What More Can I Say</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">14. Frustration</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">15. Basin Street Blues</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">16. Duet</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">17. Ballin’ the Blues</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">18. Satin Doll</span></div>
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