Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra with Wynton Marsalis
Andrea Marcovicci
Wycliffe Gordon
Mulgrew Miller Trio
Mark Eisenman Quintet
Steppenwolf
Johnny Smith Birthday
Celebration
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October
2009
Performances
Concert reviews |
Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra with Wynton Marsalis (middle, with
trumpet)
Concert Review
Marsalis name draws full house at Lied Center
By Tom
Ineck
LINCOLN,
Neb.—No other name on today’s jazz scene has the proven ability to fill
nearly all of the 2,200 seats at the Lied Center for Performing Arts
except Wynton Marsalis. He has done it before and he did it again Oct.
7, fronting the formidable Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra.
As the
debut performance of the Lied Center’s 20th anniversary
season, it couldn’t have been a more auspicious occasion. The 15-piece
big band has been the resident jazz orchestra at Lincoln Center since
1988, and under the leadership of the famed New Orleans-bred trumpeter
it has established a worldwide reputation for excellence in composing,
arranging and instrumental proficiency.
No prima
donna, Marsalis leads the band from a seat in the back row, just another
player in a star-studded trumpet section. He modestly played the
leadership role simply by introducing the tunes and offering brief
comments and proper credit for his many talented arrangers and soloists.
As
an introductory nod to the Midwestern setting, the band kicked off with
a swinging version of the familiar children’s song “Old McDonald Had a
Farm.” Saxophonist Ted Nash’s arrangement included simulated barnyard
cried from the horns, a tenor sax solo by Walter Blanding and a
growling, slurred trumpet statement by Marsalis, who deftly employed a
derby mute for vocal effect. Remaining in the nursery, the band followed
with a creepy Marsalis arrangement of “Itsy Bitsy Spider.” It could have
been sub-titled “The Arachnid Blues,” with its crawling pace, its
colorful use of two flutes and clarinet and a plunger-muted trombone
solo.
Marsalis
finally tapped the standard jazz repertoire with Wayne Shorter’s “Free
for All,” which had outstanding solos by Victor Goines on tenor sax,
Elliott Mason on trombone and Marcus Printup on trumpet. Lou Donaldson’s
“Blues Walk” was a tribute to the uniquely American music style that
Marsalis referred to as “our national anthem.” Indeed, the arrangement
by alto saxophonist Sherman Irby was rife with the blues, as he and
pianist Dan Nimmer exchanged classic call-and-response phrases.
The
orchestra opened the second half of the concert with a piece Marsalis
wrote for the Vitoria Jazz Festival in Spain. Rhythmic hand claps
conveyed a flamenco feel, leading to a Marsalis trumpet solo, a
swaggering baritone sax statement by veteran Joe Temperley and a
trombone solo by Vincent Gardner. A pair of Thelonious Monk tunes began
with a Gardner arrangement of “Light Blue,” imaginatively featuring
piccolos and clarinet and Nimmer faithfully rendering the melody before
contributing an original piano solo. Trombonist Chris Crenshaw arranged
“Epistrophy” to feature Ted Nash on alto sax, Carlos Enriquez on bass
and Ryan Kisor on trumpet.
Kisor, 36,
a native of Sioux City, Iowa, is no stranger to Nebraska jazz fans who
first witnessed his astounding skills as a teenaged guest soloist with
the Nebraska Jazz Orchestra. Confirming what we have known about Kisor
for many years, Marsalis described him as “a freak of nature” on his
horn, capable of playing difficult lip exercises that no one else can
perform. Considering the source, that’s quite a compliment. Marsalis
also thanked Kisor’s parents, who were in the audience.
From Duke
Ellington’s late-period “New Orleans Suite,” Marsalis introduced
“Portrait of Mahalia Jackson” with a slow, bluesy trumpet obbligato,
muting the horn with a plunger. The trombones “shouted” in gospel
fashion, and Irby turned in a soulful flute solo in keeping with the
African-American spiritual. It must be noted that drummer Ali Jackson
contributed to every performance with a wide array of percussion skills,
while remaining tasteful and unobtrusive.
A standing
ovation brought a sextet of players back to the stage for a brief set
combining a mid-tempo blues tune and a bebop blazer. Marsalis led the
charge, with saxophone, trombone, piano, bass and drums in hot pursuit,
a nice contrast to the earlier orchestral jazz.
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Concert Review
Cabaret chanteuse Marcovicci toasts Astaire
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By Tom Ineck
BROWNVILLE,
Neb.—By osmosis, the classic compositions of Tin Pan Alley are firmly
ingrained in the American psyche. Even if we don’t know their origins,
the melodies and words of the Great American Songbook are everywhere—in
film, in television and in the very roots of our shared pop culture.
It is
important for us to know where they came from and acknowledge the
composers and singers of the Golden Age of popular song, roughly 1920 to
1950. Through the years, cabaret singers have served as genial
instructors and exemplars of the song form, faithfully carrying on the
tradition, chiefly in big city night clubs, dinner theaters and concert
halls.
Occasionally, they make an appearance at the Brownville Concert Hall in
rural Nebraska, a former church now in its 19th year
presenting a series of world-class performers, including some of the
great cabaret singers. Most recently, Andrea Marcovicci and pianist
Shelly Markham came to town for three performances celebrating songs
associated with Fred Astaire. We were there for the two-hour, Sept. 13 matinee.
In the
grand tradition of cabaret, Marcovicci’s act is an audience-pleasing mix
of vocal talent, flamboyant costumes, music history, personal
storytelling, humor and good-natured flirtation. For “Andrea Sings
Astaire,” she began by taking a framed portrait of the renowned
singer-dancer from the grand piano
and relating her long-time crush on
the man and his music. She noted with pride that Astaire had personally
autographed the portrait.
Still
caressing the photo, Marcovicci launched into “Night and Day” and
“Something’s Gotta Give.” In rapid order, she delivered classic
renditions of “A Foggy Day,” “Isn’t This a Lovely Day (To Be Caught in
the Rain),” and the gorgeous “This Heart of Mine.” From the musical
“Funny Face,” she performed a syncopated “Let’s Kiss and Make Up.”
A devoted
musicologist with a rare sense of humor, Marcovicci told of the
popularity of dance numbers as they were written and choreographed for
the movies, from “The Carioca” to “The Continental” to the nadir of the
genre, Irving Berlin’s “The Piccolino.”
She also
included a few lesser-known tunes, like “A Needle in a Haystack,” “I’ve
Got My Eyes on You,” and “I Used to Be.” Of course, no tribute to
Astaire would be complete without some Gershwin. She obliged with takes
on “He Loves and She Loves,” “S’Wonderful,” and “They Can’t Take That
Away From
Me.” She sang the last one while seated on the piano and
followed it with a stirring rendition of “One for My Baby (and One More
for the Road).”
The second
half of the show was largely devoted to the art of the dance. Marcovicci
returned to the stage sporting a black tuxedo, white dress shirt and black tie
and carrying a top hat.
It made her look even sexier than she did in the earlier, more
revealing costume. She brilliantly essayed the terpsichorean muse with
the standards “Steppin’ Out,” “Let’s Face the Music and Dance,” “Dancing
in the Dark,” “Cheek to Cheek,” “Change Partners” and the more obscure
“You’re So Near and Yet So Far.”
Shelly
Markham, who until now had performed discreetly as piano accompanist,
sang harmony on “Since I Kissed My Baby Goodbye.” Marcovicci lavished
praise on Markham for his extensive work as her music director and
record producer. They closed with “You Were Never Lovelier” and “The Way
You Look Tonight.”
In a
well-paced show, Marcovicci alternated between song and story, including
a discussion of the relative merits of Astaire’s dance partners, from
his sister, Adele, to Ginger Rogers, Eleanor Powell, Rita Hayworth,
Audrey Hepburn and others. She also noted that Astaire and Rogers were a
perfect vocal match, implying that their Midwestern roots—Astaire in
Omaha and Rogers in Missouri—had made them compatible by nature.
As a
singer, Marcovicci combines the best of the cabaret style, a
full-throated voice with lots of technique, dramatic effect and a deep
respect for lyrical content. After “Andrea Sings Astaire,” her audience
left feeling both entertained and informed.
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Concert Review
Trombonist Gordon swings the jazz
tradition
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By Tom
Ineck
BROWNVILLE,
Neb.—Wycliffe Gordon’s bluesy, tradition-laden trombone sound has been
ubiquitous since he first came on the scene as an important element in
the Wynton Marsalis Septet of 1989. He
established
his reputation in that historic group, as well as the Lincoln Center
Jazz Orchestra, but since 1996 he has recorded nearly 20 CDs under his
own name.
Gordon is a
well-traveled road warrior. In addition to several appearances with the
Marsalis combo and big band, I have seen him in performance with fellow
trombonist Ron Westray in Kansas City, Mo., and as a guest soloist at
two Topeka jazz festivals (in 2002 and 2004). Most recently, Gordon
brought his road show to the Brownville Concert Hall for a July 12
matinee, along with KC-based accompanists T.J. Martin on piano, Bob
Bowman on bass and the young Ryan Lee on drums.
Though
somewhat unfamiliar with his bandmates, Gordon’s thorough
professionalism and charming stage presence helped them rise to the
occasion. It also helped that much of his repertoire is drenched in the
swing tradition and is well known to most jazz musicians.
The
familiar opener, “It Don’t Mean a Thing (If It Ain’t Got That Swing)”
was a perfect example of Gordon’s ability to set a casual mood and set
the audience at ease. He utilized the plunger mute for a bluesy
introduction, vocalizing on the horn and even singing a few lines in the
raspy, soulful manner of Louis Armstrong. Martin, Bowman and Lee got
enough solo time to establish their own credentials.
A mid-tempo
“I’ll Remember April” proved a goldmine for an adventurous piano solo
and some expert drumming, as Gordon’s lyrical trombone soared to the
upper ranges. Thelonious Monk’s “Rhythm-a-ning” began with some fancy
triple-tonguing trombone, lead to an aptly angular piano solo and
finished with a Gordon solo that shifted to double time and stop-time
while building in intensity.
“Amazing
Grace” seemed especially appropriate for a Sunday concert, and it
received the deluxe treatment, including a growling plunger solo, a
great bowed bass solo, stately piano chording and a final horn solo that
“testified” with shouts and moans. As a tribute to the Kansas City jazz
tradition, the band finished the first set with “Moten Swing,” taken at
that familiar Basie jump blues tempo. Again, Gordon used the plunger to
create soulful wah-wahs and growls then joined with Bowman as he walked
the bass.
The
second half began with a mid-tempo “Just Friends,” with Martin essaying
a breezy, Garner-like flow during his solo. Gordon sang “On the Sunny
Side of the Street” with the irrepressible joy it deserves. Martin
stated the theme of Dave Brubeck’s “In Your Own Sweet Way” on the piano
before turning it over to Gordon and Bowman for their own solo
statements and finishing with his own variations.
Gordon’s
ballad “Savannah Song” was a complex composition beginning with a brief
piano intro, the trombone stating the melody along with some lovely Arco
bass, and then another piano solo before Gordon’s trombone brought it to
a close on a high note. Lee showed his sensitivity on brushes during a
moving rendition of “Body and Soul,” with Gordon again stating the
familiar melody and the piano taking the bridge.
Finishing
in grand style, Gordon gave “Hello Dolly” and “It’s a Wonderful World”
the Armstrong treatment, singing, scat-singing and blowing the horn with
everything he had. It was a rousing finale to a memorable performance.
In its 19th season, the Brownville Concert Hall series is
still committed to bringing world-class music to rural America. Bravo!
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Concert Review
Jazz Showcase maintains 62-year
reputation
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By Tom
Ineck
CHICAGO—The
venerable Congress Plaza Hotel on Michigan Avenue by Grant Park is most
definitely on this city’s hectic, well-beaten path. But just a few
blocks off the beaten path, at 806 S. Plymouth Court, is one of the
world’s most famous jazz clubs.
The Jazz
Showcase has been operated by Joe Segal since he started booking music
for Roosevelt University in 1947. That’s right. Segal, 83, has been at
the helm for 62 years, bringing the best jazz available to Chicago,
moving from one venue to another as necessity dictated but never
abandoning his mission to present live, world-class jazz. The last time
I visited the Showcase was in 1988, when the club was housed off the
lobby of the Blackstone Hotel, also on Michigan Avenue. It
was
the place to be after performances of the 1988 Chicago Jazz Festival had
wrapped up and the musicians headed for the more informal club setting.
Much has
changed since then, but not that special vibe at Joe Segal’s Jazz
Showcase, as my wife and I discovered when we walked from the Congress
Plaza Hotel to the club July 19 for a 4 p.m. Sunday matinee performance
by the Mulgrew Miller Trio. Despite the daylight hour, the 170-seat club
maintained that soft-lighted ambience so conducive to live jazz, and the
walls displayed dozens of old photos and other memorabilia collected
over the years.
The
jazz matinee is a relatively new phenomenon across the country, with
clubs attempting to augment their aging audiences by encouraging folks
to introduce their children and grandchildren to this priceless American
art form. At the Showcase, there are special matinee discounts for
students, musicians, seniors and members of the Jazz Institute of
Chicago. All children age 12 and under are admitted free of charge. The
early Sunday show also allows jazz fans to get home by a reasonable
hour.
On the day
we were there, the policy appeared to work pretty well, with some
obvious grandparents and grandchildren in attendance and quite a few
others, as well. Of course, a performance by pianist Mulgrew Miller is
reason enough to make the effort.
Miller
was accompanied by young bassist Ivan Taylor and the amazing drummer
Karriem Riggins, a former member of the Ray Brown Trio who has also
performed or recorded with Betty Carter, Diana Krall, Oscar Peterson,
Bobby Hutcherson, Ron Carter, Cedar Walton and others.
Of course,
Miller himself has 15 recordings of his own since his debut as a leader
in 1985, plus dozens of others as a sideman with the likes of Art
Blakey, Donald Byrd, Betty Carter, Freddie Hubbard, Johnny Griffin,
Benny Golson, Bobby Hutcherson, Joe Lovano, James Moody, Dianne Reeves,
Dee Dee Bridgewater
and Woody Shaw. One of his most memorable associations was with the
great Tony Williams Quintet of the mid-1980s, which I witnessed at the
1987 Russian River Jazz Festival.
So,
it was with much anticipation that I awaited the performance of this
piano master, perhaps as close to an heir apparent of Oscar Peterson as
you’re likely to hear. He began with a lyrical, mid-tempo rendition of
“A Sleeping Bee,” and proceeded to accelerate mightily on “You and the
Night and the Music,” with Riggins effortlessly driving the tempo.
Miller’s composition “Carousel” was a Latin tune featuring a bass
interlude and slyly quoting a children’s ditty.
Miller
launched into “What Are You Doing the Rest of Your Life” in a gorgeous
ballad style before moving uptempo. Riggins, on brushes, proved a master
at any speed. The drummer locked into a solid, soulful pocket on a
bluesy, mid-tempo “What a Difference a Day Makes.” Duke Jordan’s classic
bopper “Jordu” was taken at a blazing tempo, allowing Miller to
illustrate his mastery over the entire range of the keyboard.
A gentle,
soft-spoken man, Miller thanked the audience for coming out on a Sunday
to listen, suggesting that jazz was an alternate form of worship “if you
didn’t go to church.” Amen.
On
a somewhat bizarre, and discordant, note, Segal then took the stage to
briefly thank the audience for their patronage, and proceeded to
harangue them about what he sees as the demise of jazz. Alluding to the
recent death of Michael Jackson, he blamed the King of Pop and Elvis
Presley for “destroying music.” As we left the club, he was still
arguing his point with a Jackson fan at the bar. Perhaps it is such
righteous indignation and downright crankiness that has kept the
curmudgeonly octogenarian going all these years.
By the way,
Butch Berman shared his impressions of Joe Segal and the Jazz Showcase
with readers in the
October 2003 BMF newsletter. He and Grace had just returned from
their honeymoon trip to Chicago, where they had spent two evenings at
the club (hearing drummer Roy Haynes one night and clarinetist Buddy
DeFranco the next), and he was understandably enthused by their
experiences there.
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Concert Review
Toronto's live jazz scene depends on The
Rex
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By Tom Ineck
TORONTO—Travel
plans to a city I’ve never visited always involve a little research on
available music venues. Preparing for my first trip to Ontario’s capital
city in July, I discovered there are precious few jazz clubs in this
metropolis of 2½ million people (5½ million in the greater Toronto
area).
In fact,
only one club stood out from the rest. The Rex Jazz & Blues Bar,
adjacent to The Rex Hotel at 194 Queen Street West, is a night spot
favored by local jazz buffs for more than 20 years. One loyal patron
told me it is the last great jazz club in Toronto, which used to boast
several world-class venues. The others have come and gone, but The Rex
hangs on, making the most of a prime downtown location and a policy of
heavy jazz and blues booking. For the month of July, the club listed 72
shows on its calendar! Of course, most of those are local artists who
vary greatly in quality.
During
my three-day stay in the city, however, the schedule included a local
group of jazz veterans that caught my attention. The Mark Eisenman
Quintet features Pat LaBarbera on saxophones, a New York native and the
older brother of drummer Joe LaBarbera and arranger/trumpeter John
LaBarbera. In his early years, he toured and recorded with Buddy Rich,
Elvin Jones and others, and since moving to Canada in 1974, he has
recorded with the likes of Rob McConnell, Kevin Mahogany, Ranee Lee, Gap
Mangione and even rocker Bruce Cockburn. LaBarbera also has half a dozen
recordings of his own.
I decided
that any band whose ranks included the reed virtuoso was worth checking
out, and I was not mistaken. The rest of the quintet consisted of leader
and prolific composer Mark Eisenman at the piano, trumpeter John
MacLeod, bassist Steve Wallace and drummer John
Sumner.
In format, it was a typical bebop quintet, but its front-line soloists
were atypically imaginative and accomplished. LaBarbera and MacLeod ran
unison lines with ease, then alternately soared on their respective
horns in extended, frequently exciting solo passages.
After a
brisk, 20-minute walk from my room at The Bond Place Hotel, I paid the
cover charge for the 9:45 p.m. show and slipped into the last remaining
seat—just inches from the bandstand and directly in front of LaBarbera
and MacLeod! My vantage point had me alternately peering over their
music stands in an attempt to see the musicians and flinching in fear of
flying spittle from their horns. While the sound was grand from that
proximity, I later moved to the bar for a better view.
I arrived
as the band was counting off the first tune, Cole Porter’s “Everything I
Love.” Eisenman introduced one of his cleverly titled compositions,
“Fathom,”
as
a tune based on the changes for “How Deep Is the Ocean.” The beautiful
“Ballad for Benny” is a tribute to saxophonist Benny Golson. The
hard-bopping “Apparition” is the title track from the pianist’s 2006
release on Cornerstone.
A rather
unusual but effective choice was Dave Frishberg’s “Saratoga Hunch,” sans
lyrics. LaBarbera was featured on soprano sax on the waltz “My Mind,”
based on the classic “On Green Dolphin Street.” Eisenman’s “Bird’s
Assurance” is another cleverly titled tune, obviously inspired by
Charlie Parker’s “Confirmation.”
Despite its
cramped quarters and somewhat down-in-the-heels condition, The Rex Jazz
& Blues Bar has a comfortable, well-worn ambiance and a well-deserved
reputation, drawing an enthusiastic Thursday night crowd of jazz lovers.
Many of them gathered afterwards to chat with the musicians and enjoy
one more for the road.
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Concert Review
Steppenwolf continues to rock and rebel
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By Tom
Ineck
LINCOLN,
Neb.—The Labor Day appearance by John Kay and Steppenwolf at the
Nebraska State Fair was almost as good as that magic carpet ride we
first took more than 40 years ago.
These
hardened road warriors have shortened their tour schedule and even
spoken of retirement in recent years, so it was a rare privilege to once
again witness the full power and prowess of The Wolf, their youthful,
65-year-old leader stalking the stage like the band’s lupine namesake,
growling the
familiar
lyrics in his trademark baritone. John Kay remains one of the most vital
proponents of the music genre now known as Americana, a blend of blues,
roots rock, folk and country influences.
Ironically,
Kay (born Joachim Fritz Krauledat in Tilsit, East Prussia) was first
introduced to American roots music via U.S. Armed Forces radio after the
family moved to East Germany. When he was 14, they relocated to Toronto,
where he formed the band Sparrow. After a brief stay in New York City,
the band finally landed in Los Angeles, changed their name to
Steppenwolf—after the novel by Hermann Hesse—and released their first
record in 1968. The single “Sookie Sookie” was the soulful cover of a
song by Don Covay and Steve Cropper, but it was the follow-up hit, “Born
to be Wild,” that put the band on the map.
In 2009,
Kay and his veteran bandmates still kick off their concerts with “Sookie
Sookie.” From there, they sampled the best from the entire
Steppenwolf
songbook. “Rock Me” and “Rock and Roll Rebels” captured the band’s
tradition of original good-time tunes. They paid homage to the blues
with “Hoochie Coochie Man” and “Hey Lawdy Mama” and even dipped into
country with the Hank Snow classic “I’m Movin’ On,” which Kay first
recorded for his 1972 solo release “Forgotten Songs and Unsung Heroes.”
It is his deep-seated respect for the history of American music that
makes Kay one of the great interpreters of song, as well as a formidable
composer.
His most
lasting contribution as a songwriter may be “Monster,” a nine-minute
suite that encapsulates the history of America—the good, the bad and the
ugly. As Kay said in his stage introduction, the song continues to
resonate 40 years after its release as the title track of Steppenwolf’s
most overtly political album.
"And though
the past has its share of injustice,
Kind was
the spirit in many a way,
But its
protectors and friends have been sleeping,
Now it's a
monster and will not obey."
Or as Kay
reminded his audience, “The Constitution does not say ‘We the
corporations or we the lobbyists. It says ‘We the people.’”
The set
list also included fine performances of Hoyt Axton’s anti-drug song
“Snowblind Friend,” “Who Needs Ya,” “Ride With Me” and “Screaming Night
Hog,” dedicated to the band’s many biker friends. Saving the best for
last, they concluded with “Magic Carpet Ride,” “Born to be Wild,” and an
encore rendition of “The Pusher,” also written by Axton.
The
multitalented Michael Wilk has anchored the essential keyboard role
since 1981, as well as providing harmony vocals and bass lines and even
maintaining the band’s website. Drummer Ron Hurst has been with the band
since 1984 and guitarist Danny Johnson joined in 1996. With Kay adding
rhythm guitar, slide guitar and harmonica to the mix, these guys have
developed a high level of musical compatibility and obvious camaraderie.
For the
complete Steppenwolf story, narrated by Kay, see the 2008 DVD “A Rock
‘n’ Roll Odyssey.” Using archival footage and interviews with past and
current band members, it chronicles the 40-year journey of one of the
great American rock bands.
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Colorado Correspondent
Jazz twofer
celebrates guitarist's 87 years |
By Dan DeMuth
COLORADO SPRINGS, Colo.—Local
jazz fans in the Colorado Springs area were treated to a great twofer on
June 27, through the efforts of members of the Pikes Peak Jazz & Swing
Society. A guitar quartet, if you will, paid tribute to and led the 87th
birthday celebration for the legendary Johnny Smith, a gentleman who has
called Colorado Springs home for many years.
Headlining this quartet was Gene
Bertoncini, a long-time friend of Johnny's whose bio is as impressive as
anyone’s actively performing today. Gene was augmented very ably by
three other guitarists, the well-known Dale Bruning,
who makes his home in the Longmont,
Colo., area; Alan Joseph, who teaches
and
performs in the Colorado Springs and Denver areas; and Wayne Wilkinson,
also a local performer with impeccable credentials.
Getting the call on drums and bass were
Richard Clark and Marc Neihof, two sterling musicians culled from the
incredible pool of jazz musicians in this area, a real honor indeed. And
while Johnny doesn’t pick up the guitar anymore, his spirit was
definitely in the air throughout the evening.
The SRO crowd at Giuseppe’s was
comprised not only of listening fans, but many musician fans as well,
with some of both groups having brought albums
to
get autographed and perhaps a photo op with Johnny, who graciously
filled all requests. And while the performances featured some of
Johnny's hits, each guitarist was allowed to showcase a bit of their own
talents, along with some occasional banter recalling their friendship
and learning experiences with Johnny over the years.
Respect was the word of the evening. A
comfortable jam session feeling prevailed with each of the guitarists
calling out tunes and the others joining in after the lead-off
(controlled improvisation?). As luck would have it, our table was in
proximity to the guest of honor, and I was able to note the look of
quiet satisfaction as he heard his music and the tributes throughout the
night.
On
a personal note, in the relatively short time I've lived in this area I
have been fortunate to meet and call many of the local jazz
professionals my friends. Five years ago, Johnny granted me an interview
(which appears in the BMF Winter 2004 online newsletter), at which time
he autographed my 78 rpm on the Royal Roost label of his first solo hit
“Moonlight in Vermont.” A copy of that label graced all of the tables at
his celebration. In addition, some of his LPs from my collection were a
part of the front desk display. I felt extremely honored.
In the interim between compiling my
notes and the publication of this piece, we lost Les Paul. In
retrospect, it is intensely gratifying to have been present at a
function honoring a living guitar legend.
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