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Favorite 2014 Sightings

Having been privileged to participate in several year-end “best of” recordings polls (including Francis Davis’ esteemed poll for NPR (http://www.npr.org/blogs/ablogsupreme/2014/12/19/371282561/the-2014-npr-music-jazz-critics-poll), as well as assorted critic’s polls I’ll decline to belabor Independent Ear readers with my favorite recordings for 2014. However, taking a page out of the recent NYT critic’s picks for the best performances, and as someone who in engaged professionally in presenting & producing concert and festival performances and who has offered frequent commentary on various aspects of live jazz presentation, I will give you my two cents on what we’ll call my favorite concert sightings of the year just past.

Please note that the only order here is alphabetically by venue or event – and yeah, this list is largely DC-centric for certain – and for the sake of full disclosure I will refrain from the obvious conflict of listing any performances I had a hand in presenting or producing (including, for obvious biases, the 2014 DC Jazz Festival, which I had NO hand in presenting/producing). Herewith, my favorite performance sightings from 2014:

BOHEMIAN CAVERNS (DC)
January 31: Tootie Heath/Ethan Iverson/Ben Street Trio (nothing like a multi-generational band)
March 21: Craig Handy & 2nd Line Smith (loved the brass band-centricity!)
May 16: Kris Bowers
August 15: Orrin Evans (R.) Quartet (w/J.D. Allen on tenor!)
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September 12: Stefon Harris Quintet (debut of the vibist’s new band after a hiatus to tend to SF Jazz Collective business)

CLARICE SMITH Performing Arts Center (Univ. of MD)
March 25: Kenny Barron‘s Platinum Quintet (time to record this band!)

Revive Big Band
REVIVE BIG BAND BROUGHT THEIR FRESH PERSPECTIVES TO THE KENNEDY CENTER JAZZ CLUB

KENNEDY CENTER
April 5 (KC Jazz Club): Revive Big Band (the absolute best representation of jazz-meets-hip-hop extant!)
May 11 (Concert Hall): Blue Note at 75 (Wayne Shorter, Bobby Hutcherson, Norah Jones, Robert Glasper, Jason Moran, etc. Need I say more?)
December 31 (Terrace Theatre): Harry Connick, Jr. (subbing for Branford Marsalis in a major surprise!)

MID-ATLANTIC JAZZ FESTIVAL (Rockville, MD)
February 15: Trombone Summit (Frank Lacy, Delfeayo Marsalis & Steve Turre ending with a second line through the hall! This was a true sate of the modern jazz trombone!)
February 15: Christian McBride Trio (what a doubleheader! McBride, Ulysses Owens and Christian Sands somehow found a way to up the ante from the raucous Trombone Summit they followed!)

MONTEREY JAZZ FESTIVAL (it was an exceptional year at MJF!)
September 19: Sangam (Charles Lloyd/Zakir Hussain/Eric Harland, in the first of Charles’ triumphant 3-performance residency)
September 20: Charles Lloyd/Gerald Clayton Duo (though the ultra-busy Jason Moran is Lloyd’s regular pianist, apparently Gerald Clayton is next in line, and if so someone needs to pick Charles Lloyd’s brain to find out what he knows about picking pianists – the man has uncanny vision; the telepathy between he and Clayton was simply brilliant!)
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September 21: Brian Blade Fellowship (first personal sighting of this band trumped anything they’ve laid down on record, and that’s considerable!)
September 21: Ambrose Akinmusire Quintet (with Walter Smith lll on tenor and special guest vocalist the haunting Becca Stevens, the thoughtful trumpeter came full circle from his MJF debut as a student)

MONTY ALEXANDER JAZZ FESTIVAL (Easton, MD; what a pleasantly delightful weekend drive up to Maryland’s Eastern Shore this turned out to be; one of those unexpected pleasures that make life worthwhile.)
8/29: Etienne Charles (the Trini trumpeter brings some of the most cogent and entertaining island pride ever delivered to jazz music.)
8/30: Monty Alexander (at the festival named in his honor, the Jamaican maestro reprised his Jilly’s days – Sinatra, Rat Pack and all – with Allan Harris as vocal sidekick)
Monty & Allan
MONTY ALEXANDER WITH ALLAN HARRIS

8/31: Dee Daniels (love those singers who in addition to an ability to swing at any tempo, always bring a touch of the Holy Ghost in their performance, and Dee Daniels epitomizes that sensibility; apropos playing the Sunday brunch closer to the weekend)

NEWPORT JAZZ FESTIVAL (like Monterey, these two old warhorses continue to be must-travel opps for any serious jazz enthusiast; this year Mother Nature did her best to disrupt NJF, particularly on a soggy Saturday, but Sunday’s final session was worth the trip alone)
August 3: Vijay Iyer Sextet (this was the most complete music I’d ever experienced from the erudite physics genius; particularly his telepathy with drummer Marcus Gilmore)
August 3: Ron Carter Trio (no small ensemble better exemplifies the elegant swing equation than this trio with the down-here-on-the-ground soulman Russell Malone on guitar)
August 3: Ravi Coltrane (don’t dare sleep young Kush Abadey on drums; and Ravi just keeps getting’ up)
August 3: Danilo Perez Panama 500 (with the folkloric magician Roman Diaz on percussion, the Jazz Ambassador to Panama brought new iterations to the Latin perspective)
Danilo
DANILO PEREZ @ NEWPORT JF ’14

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Ready to run the jazz marathon?

Next week New York City will host a convergence of two annual arts conferences, starting January 8/9 with the burgeoning Jazz Connect Conference at St. Peter’s Church, and merging with the Association of Performing Arts Presenters Conference January 9-13 at the Hilton Midtown Hotel. A major component of the Jazz Connect Conference will be sessions geared towards jazz concert & festivals presenting, with a significant overlap between conferees with interests in both conferences. One major upshot of each conference will be a dizzying array of jazz artists showcasing their wares for the assembled presenters, with opportunities to experience work at spaces large & small predominantly in Manhattan. But from the perspective of the art of the improvisers known as jazz, in many of its vast permutations, the crown jewel of those performance opportunities is the 11th annual NYC Winter Jazzfest. This unique undertaking is completely New York-centric. What other city on the planet could even approach presenting north of 100 performances at 10 venues over the course off three days?

Brandee Younger
EMERGING HARPIST BRANDEE YOUNGER PROMISES ONE OF THE MORE UNIQUE OFFERINGS AT WJF ’15 AS SHE REMEMBERS DOROTHY ASHBY

The core of Winter Jazzfest is the Friday/Saturday, January 9/10 marathon performances. Thursday, January 8th at 8:00pm will be a bit of a soft launch of Winter Jazzfest, “soft” purely in terms of that evening’s two lone performances: Blue Note Now! will showcase some of the venerable label’s 30-something contingent, with the Robert Glasper Trio, vocalist Jose James, bassist Derrick Hodge‘s unit, and drummer Kendrick Scott‘s Oracle at Le Poisson Rouge. That same evening “Jazz Legends play for Disability Pride” will feature NEA Jazz Masters Ron Carter, George Coleman, Benny Golson and Jimmy Cobb, plus Renee Rosnes, Russell Malone, Brad Mehldau, Buster Williams, Mike LeDonne, Harold Mabern, Kenny Washington and more at The Quaker’s Friends Meeting House at 15 Rutherford Place. Certainly some delectable appetizers indeed, an opportunity for those intrepid souls among us to get stoked for the Friday/Saturday marathon to come.

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DAVID MURRAY WILL PLAY 3 WINTER JAZZFEST GIGS, INCLUDING ONE PROMISING PLENTY OF HIS BASS CLARINET

Those evenings, starting as early as 6:00 p.m. will present an incredible array of New York’s finest, with an impressive sprinkling of global jazz citizens as well. Please visit www.Winterjazzfest.com for complete information, but allow your humble correspondent to offer more than a few recommendations of must-see opportunities, keeping in mind that these are largely club spaces or compact theaters, starting with the Friday, January 9th sessions. And given these diverse spaces, those hearty souls possessing Winter Jazzfest passes will need to strategize their choices as these joints tend to fill to capacity with a quickness. At Le Poisson Rouge (158 Bleecker St.) at 7:45 the ICP Orchestra (Instant Composer’s Pool) features some of Europe’s most progressive improvisers, including the madcap drummer Han Bennink and the brilliant clarinetists Michael Moore and Ab Baars. The Minettta Lane Theatre lineup will feature not one but two David Murray sightings: at 7:30 his Clarinet Summit with Don Byron, David Krakauer, and Hamiet Bluiett; followed at 8:45 in an intriguing trio setting with Geri Allen and Terri Lyne Carrington. The bountiful ideas of pianist-composer Vijay Iyer will join forces with Trio 3 (Oliver Lake, Reggie Workman, Andrew Cyrille) at 10:00pm. Then at 11:15pm the ever-inventive guitarist Marc Ribot will showcase The Young Philadelphians with Strings. Meanwhile, if you want to get your trumpet on, check out Judson Church’s offerings at 55 Washington Square Park South, which will include an unveiling of keyboardist Jason Miles and trumpeter Ingrid Jensen‘s new Miles-flavored partnership Kind of New and their forthcoming new record. Then at 9:15pm, a man who never runs out of fresh ideas: trumpeter Dave Douglas Quintet.
ICP Orchestra
ICP ORCHESTRA

Subculture, at 45 Bleecker Street, among its seven Friday evening performances will be bassist Linda Oh‘s Sun Pictures at 7:15pm, and drummer-composer Tyshawn Sorey‘s Piano Trio. Down the street at 147 Bleecker, the historic folkie haunt The Bitter End will fire up their stage beginning at 6:15pm with the Wallace Roney Quintet, offering yet more sustenance for trumpet enthusiasts, as will Igmar Thomas and The Cypher at 10:00pm, Silver with Eddie Henderson (who will also hit with The Cookers on Saturday night at Minetta Lane Theatre) at 11:30pm at Carroll Place (157 Bleecker Street), and promising young Bria Skonberg, who’ll close down the Zinc Bar (82 W. 3rd St.) starting at 12:45am. Back to The Bitter End, the spousal team of drummer Marcus and vocalist Jean Baylor‘s Baylor Project hits right after Roney at 7:30pm, followed by what is sure to be one of Winter Jazzfest’s most unique offerings, young harpist Brandeee Younger‘s tribute to jazz harp trailblazer Dorothy Ashby. Same joint, at 11:15pm features saxophonist Marcus Strickland‘s Twi-Life band.
Marcus Strickland
SAXMAN MARCUS STRICKLAND WILL HIT AT SUBCULTURE

Over at The Players Theater (115 MacDougal St.) at 7:00pm its Mr. Excitement of the vibraphone, Joe Locke and his “Love Is A Pendulum” project, followed at 8:15pm by clarinetist Oran Etkin‘s “Reimagining Benny Goodman,” a 21st century morphing of the King of Swing. In addition to Skonberg, the Zinc Bar will showcase vocalist Alicia Olatuja, with selections from her fine new Motema release. She is the first half of a vocal doubleheader of sorts, with Allan Harris to follow at 9:00pm. Then the modern state of the drums will be well-represented by the Dafnis Prieto Sextet at 10:15pm and Allison Miller‘s Boom Tic Boom at 11:30pm. I’m exhausted already and that’s just a survey of some personal Friday evening highlight opportunities! Again, for the complete run-down visit www.Winterjazzfest.com.
Allison Miller
ALLISON MILLER BRINGS SOME BOOM TIC BOOM TO THE ZINC BAR

OK, so sleep in, have a great Saturday brunch, stroll a few retail aisles. but whatever you do save some energy for Saturday evening’s Winter Jazzfest offerings! At 9:00pm Le Poisson Rouge welcomes David Murray for a third Winter Jazzfest sighting, this time its his Infinity Quartet with spoken word artist Saul Williams. Saturday offers its own share of trumpet majesty, with Nicholas Payton‘s Trio closing down Minetta Lane Theatre at 12:30am, two Ambrose Akinmusire opportunities at Judson Church – at 6:45pm with vocalist Theo Bleckman‘s Quartet and 9:15pm with his own quartet; and Avishai Cohen will be with the SFJAZZ Collective and its 2015 program of original compositions and the music of Michael Jackson at Subculture. Other Saturday highlights – again from a purely personal perspective – will include keyboardist-vocalist Amina Claudine Myers‘ trio (7:30pm at Minetta Lane Theater), followed by inventive alto saxophonist Rudresh Mahanthappa unveiling his Charlie Parker Project for a WJF audience at 10:00pm. Meanwhile over at Subculture, in addition to SF JAZZ Collective, featured sets will include guitarist Lionel Loueke‘s Trio (8:30pm), and the brawny tenor saxophonist JD Allen‘s Trio at 12:15am.

Over at The Bitter End Oliver Lake‘s Organ Quartet (6:15pm) will be followed by the always worthwhile guitarist Matthew Stevens at 7:30pm., and later tenor man Walter Smith lll will close the joint at 1:45am. Saturday evening’s Zinc Bar session commences with pianist Myra Melford‘s scenic Snowy Egret (6:30pm). Tired of racing from venue to venue to seek your faves? This might be a good evening to simply park at the Zinc, as they’ll also feature tenor saxophonist Mark Turner‘s Quartet at 7:45pm, the exceptional Canadian vocalist Kellylee Evans at 10:15pm, followed by rangy percussionist Mino Cinelu‘s World Jazz Ensemble at 11:30pm, modern master drummer Nasheet Waits‘ Equality Quartet at 12:45am, and pianist-vocalist Loston Harris at 2:00am. Remember, this Winter Jazzfest is not for the faint of heart!
Nasheet Waits
ZINC BAR BOASTS A RARE BANDLEADING GIG FOR THE SUPERB DRUMMER NASHEET WAITS

Bowery Electric has drummer-composer Jaimeo Brown‘s topical Transcendence ensemble inventively reimagining work songs at 6:30pm, followed at 7:45 by the bracing cellist-trombonist Dana Leong‘s Trio. Looking to get your feet en clave? In the midst of all this modernism and original composition, you may find your sensibilities in need of some old school; and if that’s the case seek head over to the Greenwich House Music School (46 Barrow Street) and their “Hot Jazz Festival Night,” with particular emphasis on vocalist Catherine Russell at 10:00pm. In need of a dose of La Clave, then head over to Carroll Place roundabout 12:45am for trombonist Chris Washburne‘s SYOTOS, which is promising some “Acid Mambo.” And by the end of all this, your Sunday will be as The Creator originally intended it… a day of rest!
Chris Washburn
PROFESSOR OF LA CLAVE, CHRIS WASHBURNE

www.Winterjazzfest.com

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Arrows Into Infinity

Charles Lloyd Slugs'

When producer, and tireless unreleased gems crate digger Zev Feldman asked me to write one of four essays to accompany his 2-CD Charles Lloyd discovery – Manhattan Stories (Resonance) captured live at Slug’s and Judson Hall with his first band (Gabor Szabo, Ron Carter, and Pete LaRoca Sims) – the idea and the prep took the mind back to my first Lloyd sighting. Like many, my first full-blown exposure to 2015 NEA Jazz Master Charles Lloyd’s artistry came via his classic Forest Flower (Atlantic). For this particular college freshman, that record was grits & gravy, taking me back to the crates for his prior efforts with Cannonball Adderley, Chico Hamilton, and his first leader dates on Columbia. For the alternative music heads among us, in my case becoming increasingly immersed in Sly Stone, Jimi Hendrix, Cream, etc., here was an acoustic jazz quartet that truly reached our over-amplified ears. Not that I hadn’t been a bit of a jazzhead to start with, based primarily on my father’s record collection which I would poach from time to time for my growing dorm room collection, but Dad’s tastes didn’t run towards guys like this Afro-ed (yes, even that wild white guy on piano named Keith Jarrett) crew with the somewhat outré sensibilities. Even the look of the Charles Lloyd Quartet spoke volumes to ears balancing the home-training jazz background with the guitar & vocal-based rock music explorations of my peers, an immersion quite different from the trips Miles Davis was about to take us on during that period. These cats were playing acoustic jazz for God’s sake!

Lo and behold that same Quartet, now with Ron McClure subbing for Cecil McBee on bass, came to nearby Baldwin-Wallace College for a concert date. And what a memorable date that was, with Jarrett spinning and moaning at the piano bench, jumping up to pluck the inner strings, Jack DeJohnette cursing & thrashing on the tubs in the manner so aptly detailed about an Elvin Jones sighting by one of the many jazz critics whose musings I was thirstily imbibing in between (and oft times in place of, to the chagrin of my GPA) my Kent State text books. Meanwhile our leader was leaning into and bending his tenor at odd angles to more deeply capture the muse. I was in the bag, and have been for Charles Lloyd ever since.

Charles Lloyd

That’s precisely why Arrows Into Infinity, the deeply biographical Charles Lloyd film so perceptively crafted by his wife Dorothy Darr and Jeffery Morse, tops my list of recorded material for 2014. (Too bad the assorted year-end best-of lists and critic’s polls I’ve been privileged to participate in this month don’t open those lists to make audio AND video releases eligible!) From the opening sequence of Lloyd assembling his saxophone and his distinctively Afro-ed soliloquy (in the film Michael Cuscuna correctly pegged his look back then as “Dartmouth professor”), through the early days revelation of his mother’s home offering lodging to Jim Crow-era touring black artists, and homeboy-trumpeter Booker Little‘s warmth and wisdom when the youngster made it to New York to ply his trade, the viewer is hooked by the many revelations of a unique story unfolding through Darr & Morse’s loving cinematic prowess. Seeing the late L.A. sage, saxophonist-flutist Buddy Collette recount Charles’ entry into Chico Hamilton‘s band, through Charles’ striking presence in the Cannonball Adderley Sextet, one gets the clear sense that Charles Lloyd was destined to be an artist of distinction.

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The underrated Lloyd partnership with guitarist Gabor Szabo, brought to bold relief by the Manhattan Stories release, is given just due for its potency. But on the wings of the Jarrett-DeJohnette-McBee quartet, Charles made a huge breakthrough. The momentous, chilly night on the Monterey Fairgrounds that gave us the enduring “Forest Flower” classic is vividly recalled in testimony on the impact of that record by folks like Phil Schaap and Healdsburg Jazz Festival producer Jessica Felix, and most compellingly by a gentleman who testifies about the visceral effect of hearing that music unfold that historic night at the Monterey Jazz Festival.

The film takes the viewer through Charles Lloyd’s dark & light days in the relative isolation of the majestic Big Sur Pacific coastline. Stories include the beginnings of the blessed life partnership with Ms. Darr. Superb use of archival footage aptly travels the viewer through breathtaking scenes and the heartbreaking lows of his withdrawal period and his musical re-awakenings, first as a moonchild engaging in hippie musical culture, later as a new age woodwind shaman touring with the dramatic readings of actor Burgess Meredith. Throughout these periods are breathtaking scenes of deep contemplation from the lush, woody, sloping seacoast of Big Sur. The story of the late piano genius Michel Petrucciani‘s pilgrimage to find Charles Lloyd and reawaken his collaborative jazz instincts is simply and elegantly conveyed.
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Lloyd lovingly cradling Michel Petrucciani

Among the revelations is Charles matter-of-fact declaration that his tenor sound came from Lester Young, declaring to an inquisitor: “That sound that [Lester] had was so tender and so beautiful to me, and I’m always feeling that the world needs more tenderness. I can play strong, but I like something about the ballads and the tenderness that Pres had,” Lloyd reveals. The spiritual aspect of Charles Lloyd, so key to understanding his career, comes through the Indian practice of Vedanta, an adherence perhaps best musically detailed in the joy he derives from the trio Sangam, with tabla master Zakir Hussain and drummer Eric Harland. The film offers great footage of that band’s inner workings, a partnership which also came through beautifully during Charles’ residency at the 2014 Monterey Jazz Festival.

The magical collaboration with fellow NEA Jazz Master Billy Higgins – their Hyperion – is another moment of great cinematic warmth in this 113-minute film. Cuscuna’s apt declaration that Lloyd has a master’s touch when it comes to engaging challenging musical partners rewards the viewer with clips from his succeeding work with Bobo Stenson and his Norwegian ECM crew, bands with John Abercrombie and Billy Hart, Geri Allen‘s stint as quartet pianist, through his brilliant current quartet with Jason Moran, Harland, and bassist Reuben Rogers – including a deep performance of spirituals with contralto Alicia Hall Moran. There’s even some lovely footage of Lloyd and compadre Ornette Coleman shooting pool! The scope of this film is amazing when you consider Charles Lloyd’s fascinating career and ultimate impact. This holiday season if you’re looking for a great recording to lay on that hip, aware family member, loved one, co-worker, or associate, look no further than Arrows Into Infinity.

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Keeping the flame alive with Todd Barkan

Our recent conversation with DC jazz worker Bill Brower (please scroll down for that dialogue or check the Archives listing for November ’14 entries) was in part an effort at highlighting the often overlooked but very important contributions to keeping the jazz flame lit by good folks who labor beyond the bandstand; namely those culture workers who set the stage and make it possible for jazz artists to ply their craft and enlighten audiences with their artistry. One such culture worker is Todd Barkan. You may remember him from his days operating the now-classic, legendary San Francisco jazz club the Keystone Korner. Others may know him for his travels with the great Rahsaan Roland Kirk. Still others may know him from his more recent curatorial exploits and as your genial host at Dizzy’s Club the spiritual anchor of Jazz at Lincoln Center.

A few weeks back JazzTimes asked me to capture a few recollections of the late, great drummer Idris Muhammad from one of his erstwhile employers, NEA Jazz Master Lou Donaldson. In town for a sold-out concert performance at the Kennedy Center’s jazz-friendly Terrace Theatre, Lou was happy to oblige with some Idris reminiscences that will appear in the upcoming annual JazzTimes obit issue that includes first-person recollections of some of the more notable musicians who’ve passed on to ancestry in the preceding year. Hanging out with Lou backstage that evening was Todd Barkan, who has produced some Lou Donaldson records and works with the great master. Spotting Todd at the Terrace suggested that some questions were in order for one of the most tireless jazz workers in the business.

Todd Barkan-Gerald Wilson @ Dizzy's
Todd Barkan with Sonny Rollins

How did you go about developing the Keystone Korner to the point where it achieved legendary status?
By day, I was working full time as a Customs Broker for the venerable San Francisco firm of Hoyt, Shepston & Sciaroni; close to seven nights a week, I also worked as the pianist for the Afro-Cuban jazz band, Kwane & The Kwan-Ditos. On a Monday afternoon in July of 1972, I brought our press kit and cassette tape to the owner of a North Beach blues bar called Keystone Korner, which was next door to a major SF police station. Keystone Korner’s owner, Freddie Herrera, told me that “I don’t really like jazz, and it really doesn’t draw and that audience doesn’t buy any beer,” but then he really surprised me by ingenuously asking “why don’t you just buy this club and hire your own band? I gotta sell this joint ’cause I’m planning on opening a big rock club in Berkeley and I have to come up with a bit more cash to nail down the deal this week.”

I told him that I only had $8,000 to my name that I was saving up for a planned trip to Europe, but he told me to bring my check book back on Wednesday, and he would see what he could do. I came back by in a couple of days with a lawyer buddy, and Mr. Herrera wound up selling me the lease to the club for $12,500, with $5000 down and $400 a month, plus $750 to transfer the beer license over into my name. There I was at the age of 25 as the sole owner of a jazz club, with absolutely no experience in that kind of business except as a musician who played in a lot of bars, army bases, and all kinds of dives all over the Bay Area. To help me get off the ground, Freddy Herrera gave me a couple of free nights with the Jerry Garcia/Merl Saunders Band “because they owe me a couple of favors for canceling recently.”

San Francisco’s Jazz Workshop and Basin Street West had just gone belly up, the Both/And was on its last legs, and the Fillmore West and Rock’n”Roll Scene were flying high in 1972, so everybody thought I was nuts for starting a new jazz club then, but I was just naive, idealistic, and insanely hardworking enough to feel I could make it work. Jerry Garcia had a guy who did nothing but roll joints dipped in hash oil, and the music was ear-splittingly loud, but after that psychedelic swing with Merl Sanders we got a bit more four/four with violinist Michael White with Ray Drummond, Kenneth Nash, and Ed Kelly, and then Bobby Hutcherson with George Cables, Herbie Lewis, and
Billy Higgins. I brought in McCoy Tyner‘s Quartet from New York with Sonny Fortune, Calvin Hill, and Alphonse Mouzon, for two weeks, and we were off to the races!

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In order to set up the gig with McCoy Tyner, I got Jimmy Lyons to book Tyner’s band at the Monterey Jazz Festival before our Keystone gig, and we took 10,000 McCoy At The Keystone flyers down to the Festival and plastered every set of windshield wipers and storefronts in that whole town to help put our hippy jazz club on the map, and we kept doing that kind of street poster guerrilla marketing for Keystone Korner for the next eleven years all over the greater San Francisco Bay Area with a whole network of jazz volunteers.

Make no mistake about it: Keystone Korner was above and beyond anything else a total labor of love in every possible way. All the folks who worked there were either musicians or passionate jazz maniacs; even the janitor was a bebopper. We had psychedelic murals on all the inner and outer walls, and air purifiers (ionizers) to take the pot and cigarette smoke out of the air for the comfort of the patrons who did not smoke. Most of us worked seven days and nights a week, 52 weeks a year. When we simply paid the rent, the phone bill, the state sales tax, and all the band fees, it was a cause of real and sincere celebration.

Todd-Shelley Manne

When Miles Davis played one of several gigs he did at the Keystone in 1975, we paid him the astronomical fee (for us) of $12,500 for the week (all in cash of course) by Saturday night of the six-night engagement. On Sunday night, Miles’ road manager and percussionist, Mtume, brought me back one envelope with $2500 in it because, as Mtume explained, “We just played in Japan, so we’re okay, but Miles thinks you need this money at this point much more than he does.” Miles was right, and that certainly helped to pay the bills. That is the kind of place it was.

All ages were welcome because we had two very successful benefit concerts for the Keystone at the 3500-hundred-seat Paramount Theatre in Oakland early on in our eleven-year-run: first, the Black Classical Music Society with Freddie Hubbard, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, McCoy Tyner, Ron Carter, and Elvin Jones raised over $80,000 to help buy a hard liquor license in February of 1975, and then the bands of George Benson (with a string Quartet) and Grover Washington, Jr., teamed up to generate the revenue for a full kitchen to enable us to serve minors.

Starting with Rahsaan Roland Kirk’s historic recording “Bright Moments,” Keystone Korner’s international reputation as a consistently warm and welcoming home for the music was greatly enhanced and accelerated by countless high quality live recordings by the likes of Art Blakey & The Jazz Messengers, Tete Montoliu, McCoy Tyner, Yusef Lateef, Stan Getz, Freddie Hubbard, Zoot Sims, Bobby Hutcherson, Joe Henderson, Cedar Walton, Dexter Gordon, Woody Shaw, and Bill Evans, and regular New Year’s Eve broadcasts by National Public Radio really helped to spread the word as well.

Todd Barkan
L to R: Dexter Gordon, Max Roach, Todd Barkan, Bobby Hutcherson, Eddie Henderson – Keystone Korner salad days

When the Keystone Korner closed how was shifting your focus to New York the obvious move?
The Keystone Korner closed in 1983 because we could not afford to renew the lease, but that was the year that Randall Kline and SFJAZZ were just starting to present concerts in the Bay Area, and Yoshi’s in Oakland was also just beginning to be a very important keeper of the flame. My longtime friend and colleague Michael Cuscuna provided invaluable assistance for my move that year to the Jazz Capital of the World, where I started managing the Boys Choir of Harlem and producing several hundred jazz recordings in New York City for both Japanese and American record companies, especially Fantasy/Prestige/Milestone Records. Because so many centrally important people in the jazz world live and work regularly in New York, I felt I was coming “back home” when I moved to NYC over thirty years ago, even though I had grown up in Columbus, Ohio, where I was blessed to have Rahsaan Roland Kirk as a mentor, and I worked on my first jazz concerts at Oberlin College, in Oberlin, Ohio, before I drove out to San Francisco in a 1941 Cadillac looking for Paladin during the Summer of Love in 1967.

What have been some of your biggest successes since you got to NYC?
While I was serving as the Manager of the Boys Choir of Harlem from 1985-1990, I really enjoyed helping to start up and build their international touring program and working on very memorable recordings with Dr. Walter J. Turnbull and the Choir with Kathleen Battle, Kenny Burrell, Billy Taylor, Grady Tate, and the St. Luke’s Orchestra. On my wall at home is a little wood’n’brass plaque that means more to me than almost any other recognition (far more than any Grammy or Japanese Gold Disc from Swing Journal) I’ve received in the 50+ years that I’ve worked with our music. It reads “The Boys Choir of Harlem Parents Association 2nd Annual Merit Award presented to Todd C. Barkan in recognition for your outstanding service to the boys and girls of the Boys Choir of Harlem, Inc. February 26, 1989.” I am so proud of the fact almost all our kids graduated from high school, and most of them went to college.

I’m also very proud of having served as an Artistic Administrator at Jazz at Lincoln Center and the Programming Director of Dizzy’s Club Coca-Cola at JALC from 2001 to 2012. When Wynton Marsalis first started working with Art Blakey and the Jazz Messengers in 1981, I introduced him to the President of Columbia Jazz Records, Dr. George Butler, in my office at Keystone Korner in San Francisco. I was very honored and happy when Wynton called upon me in 2000 to work at JALC and to prepare to be a central engine to get Dizzy’s Club Coca-Cola off the ground and to help build it into one of the premier international jazz venues in the world. Serving Jazz at Lincoln Center in innumerable ways for twelve years was one of the most satisfying experiences of my life in music.

Todd Barkan-Sonny Rollins
Todd Barkan and Gerald Wilson onstage at Dizzy’s

Equally satisfying have been the wonderful opportunity and privilege to work extensively on both recordings and touring with very special creative artists and friends like Chico O’Farrill, Bebo Valdes, Grover Washington, Jr., Jerry Gonzalez & The Fort Apache Band, and Freddy Cole, and the blessing to program the Keystone Korner Tokyo in the early 1990s.

On the recording side you’ve done a lot of producing. More recently at least part of your efforts have been to unearth sessions recorded live at the Keystone Korner for release. Were those simply happy circumstances or at the time you were running the club did you have eyes to make a series of recordings made live at the club? And what was it about that club that made it a good recording environment? Will there be more recordings caught live at the Keystone Korner?
Between 1972-1983, there were quite a few commercial live recording sessions at Keystone Korner by Rahsaan Roland Kirk & The Vibration Society, McCoy Tyner Quintet, Yusef Lateef Quartet with Kenny Barron, Bob Cunningham, and Tootie Heath, Tete Montoliu Trio with Herbie Lewis and Billy Higgins, Sonny Stitt with Cedar Walton, Freddie Hubbard with Bobby Hutcherson and Joe Henderson, Stan Getz Quartet, Art Blakey & The Jazz Messengers with Wynton Marsalis and Bobby Watson, and Paquito D’Rivera Quintet, but all the rest of the live recordings released from the club were simply archival recordings (mostly cassettes). Some of my favorites are the final 16 cds by the Bill Evans Trio with Marc Johnson and Joe LaBarbera; All The Way Live, the only time Eddie Harris and Jimmy Smith ever recorded together; and The Magic of Two, extraordinary piano duets by Tommy Flanagan and Jaki Byard. There will be a lot more very special live recordings released with great care in the years to come.

Since you left Dizzy’s, what’s been the focus of your activities?
Since I left Jazz at Lincoln Center two years ago, I have been working a lot on a book of memoirs about my first 50 years of being lucky enough to make the world a little more safe for bebop. In 2103, I produced another one hundred nights of live jazz presentations in New York City, at both the IRIDIUM JAZZ CLUB (” KEYSTONE KORNER PRESENTS”) and 54 BELOW (“THE WBGO JAZZ SERIES”).

In 2014, I was thrilled to be hired as Programming Director for the Creative City Collaborative and Arts Garage in Delray Beach and Pompano Beach, Florida, and for the last five years I have really enjoyed working for THE JAZZ CRUISE 2011-2015 which originates in Fort Lauderdale. I give a jazz video lecture each morning on the Cruise besides programming two on-board television channels with 24-hours-a-day for 7 days of the best jazz videos I know in the world, as well as emceeing a couple of dozen concerts at sea.

As one who has so often ‘set the stage’, what in your estimation have been some of the most important developments in presenting jazz since your Keystone Korner days?
I think one of the greatest, and ever-increasing challenges to presenting this music and perpetuating this awesome legacy to try to help it grow ever stronger is to provide as many live and loving venues for the music to be created and nurtured in. In an evermore sensorily-bombarded, ADDS world overwhelmed with so much indiscriminate mediocrity, it is much harder than ever for true quality to break through and find a substantial audience, which just means we must persevere and be more creative and resourceful than ever in how we get the best art out there.

While I was at Dizzy’s Club, I strove very, very consistently to substantially help great young artists such as Cyrille Aimee, Elio Villafranca, Brianna Thomas, Edmar Castaneda, Christian Sands, Sharel Cassity, Cecile McLorin Salvant, Aaron Diehl, Ulysses Owens, Jr.and others. They are an important part of the real future of our music. Take care of the music, and the music will take care of all of us.

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Adventures in Beirut

African Rhythms cover

Awaking at a leisurely hour on Thanksgiving morning – as a couple of empty-nesters with no major feast-preparation and an invitation to join friends for a big family repast that afternoon should be prone to do – after perusing the day’s Washington Post sports page hoo-haw over the latest benching of the Washington NFL team’s fallen prodigy quarterback RGlll, I notice a Metro section front page Obituary teaser on the passing of the legendary Arab singer-actress Sabah (read her obit here: http://www.washingtonpost.com/world/sabah-actress-and-entertainer-who-thrilled-and-scandalized-the-arab-world-dies-at-87/2014/11/26/81ee8b88-7584-11e4-9d9b-86d397daad27_story.html).

Instantly the mind drifted back to Randy Weston’s vivid and fairly humorous recounting of his very positive encounter with Sabah for his autobiography “African Rhythms” (2010, Composed by Randy Weston, Arranged by Willard Jenkins for Duke University Press). I quickly emailed Randy (a dedicated email avoider), who was enjoying a few days in his beloved Morocco, via his wife Fatou to give them the news. As I should have suspected, the tireless news junkie was already informed about Sabah’s passing at 87.
Sabah

Sabah’s passing specifically took me back to Chapter 9 of “African Rhythms,” sub-titled Touring The Motherland. That particular chapter is full of great stories on Randy’s triumphant 1967 first tour of Africa, specifically performances in Senegal, Cameroon, Gabon, Ghana, Sierra Leone, Liberia, Mali, Niger, Egypt, Algeria, Tunisia, Morocco and side trips to Beirut, Lebanon and Damascus, Syria. The political climate in Syria in ’67 was volatile (as things change, so they remain the same!) enough to cancel that leg of the tour, but as you are about to read, Beirut was an interesting high point, owed mainly to memories of Randy’s encounter with the flamboyant Sabah. Listening to Randy’s recollections of his encounter with Sabah in Beirut brought back memories of my late Uncle George Weaver, who had been one of the first African American members of a presidential cabinet, serving as Assistant Secretary of Labor under President Kennedy. The first world traveler I ever met, Uncle George would often muse aloud about what a great and swinging city Beirut had been back in the ’50s and ’60s, a veritable Las Vegas of the Middle East.

Randy Weston’s Sextet for that very important tour included bassist Bill (aka Vishnu) Wood, drummer Ed Blackwell (who would eventually make the Moroccan migration with Weston), hand drummer Chief Bey, and tenor man Clifford Jordan. In the chapter Randy details his logic for including Chief Bey was inspired by the Dizzy Gillespie/Chano Pozo collaboration and the fact that when encountering African audiences with varying degrees of jazz interest and immersion, he knew Chief Bey’s drums would connect. “That drum is their instrument. They may not be so sure about the origins of the other instruments, but when they see that hand on that drum they know that’s theirs. I would never have gone to Africa any other way,” reasoned Weston in Chapter 9. The drum message of Weston’s music was further broadened by the sixth member of the band, Randy’s teenaged conga playing son Azzedin Weston, who also made the tour.

The Sabah experience in Beirut came just after their visit to Algiers. Upon arrival in Algiers they were greeted by this example of eager anticipation in the newspaper El Moujahid: “For the first time since independence we can hear jazz, true jazz for, in spite of what some friends have said, we cannot call Woody Herman‘s music jazz. Tuesday evening, then , at the Ibn Khaldoun Hall, the Randy Weston Sextet will give us our first jazz concert, an event not to be misused by any jazz fan.” Here’s the Chapter 9 excerpt on the encounter with Sabah, in Randy Weston’s own voice. But first, this classic Sabah performance video clip.

Beirut, Lebanon was simply extraordinary. First of all it’s a fantastic city. They gave a big party for us and while I’m standing there greeting people this kinda well-built blonde woman came over to me and said “Mr. Weston, we’re so happy to have you in Beirut and we really love your music.” She said “my name is Sabah, I’m a singer.” Later on I asked somebody who she was and they said she’s one of the great Arab singers. So when we got ready to leave the party I walked up to her and said I would really like to hear her sing sometime. She said “well, this Saturday we’re having a benefit concert featuring all the great Arab artists; they’re coming to Beirut to play a benefit for orphaned children. Again, another example of our natural responsibilities as musicians; you see this in Africa, you see it everywhere.

Sabah arranged to pick me up at my hotel at 8:00. I got dressed real sharp and told Azzedin, who was napping in the bed at the time, “c’mon, get up and go with me so we can experience this night of Arab culture.” He said “no pop, I’m tired and I want to sleep.” I went downstairs and Sabah was standing there waiting, wearing a magnificent caftan, decked out in jewels. We went out to her big chauffer driven limousine, her two sisters were sitting in the back of the limo and they were decked out too. These caftans they had on must have cost thousands of dollars. I’d never seen stuff like this before!

We got in the car and drove to this theater for the benefit concert, featuring artists from all over the Arab world. When we arrived the place was absolutely jammed with people. I’m looking at this mass of people, this scene, and asking myself “what in the hell am I doing here?” Next thing I know the crowd recognized Sabah and came running over to our limousine and started rocking the car, pressing their faces to the windshield and the side windows. Coming out of my culture, I’m thinking they’re coming to get me! I’m sitting there in panic mode. This mob is screaming in Arabic and I don’t know what they’re talking about. I said “what’s happening?” Sabah casually said “oh, those are just my fans.”
The chauffer turned the car around and took off down the street with people bouncing all over the place. He put the pedal to the metal and drove around to the back of the theater in the dark somewhere, parked the car and told her “I’ll be right back, I’m going to find out what’s the best way to get you in this theater.” So we’re sitting in the dark talking and I’m thinking to myself “man, what kinda scene am I in now?” Next thing we know we see two or three guys walking in the shadows, they see our car, recognize Sabah and here come these cats again. The door was slightly open and we were struggling trying to close it, it was like a scene out of a Charlie Chaplin movie. I was tripping out! Finally the chauffer comes running back to the car and we took off down the street.

When we eventually got into the theater the Lebanese army was holding the people back on both sides of a red carpet. What kinda scene is this!?! We got outta the car and I’m walking with these three women, one a major star. This scene was like science fiction to me. We got inside the theater and she took me backstage to introduce me to all these great Arab singers, dancers and so forth. When it came time for Saba to go on I noticed her pacing back and forth. I asked “are you alright?” She said “I always get nervous before I perform.” That struck me because sometimes you don’t even know you’re getting nervous, but you’ve gotta go out there like everything is cool.
She sang beautifully and you know how those Arab singers are; they hit a note and it takes a half-hour to get to the bottom! She was wonderful! After the concert we all got back in the limo and drove to this nightclub that must have held about 500 people. I walked in with these three ladies and all of a sudden everybody in the nightclub got up and began applauding! The next day I went to her house and hung out with her. This place was opulent, with emeralds in the ashtray and rugs so thick and plush that when you stepped on them its like you’re sinking down into a hole. We had a good laugh when she told me they all wanted to know who this black guy was that she’d been with the night before!
Our band played at the American university in Beirut twice.

[From a State Department memo from the American embassy
In Beirut, Lebanon dated 4/14/67]:
Both concerts were smash successes. On March 20, the sextet
presented their “History of Jazz” concert to an audience of
approximately 700 persons, most of them students. Numbers
were frequently interrupted by applause and Escort Officer
Harry Hirsch stated after the performance that the group had
Received its best reception of the tour. The next morning the
French daily Le Jour carried a picture of the concert of its
first page and the following comment by its music critic, one of
the two or three most respected in Lebanon:

Finally, some jazz! Pure, true presented
Brilliantly, raucously, modulatedly… making
Every note afire… Randy Weston and his
Sextet presented last night at A.U.B. a
Perfect lesson on true jazz, its African ancestry
and its development today, tracing through
spirituals, blues, swing, bop and “free jazz”
all the particulars which make this Negro American
music the “chant profound” of the whole world.
Randy Weston and his musicians explode with the
joy of living and playing. Go hear them Wednesday:
it’s not every day that we are able to hear other
than the pale by-products of jazz.

I met some Palestinian people and they took me to a Palestinian refugee camp. I saw the suffering of these people, which touched me very deeply. I also met some of the young Palestinian poets and writers and met some composers, including one who had invented a 12-tone piano, a piano on which you could add more notes between the keys to play Arabic music.

“African Rhythms”, the autobiography of Randy Weston (Composed by Randy Weston, Arranged by Willard Jenkins) was published in 2010 by Duke University Press. This book also has a French edition and will be released in a paperback edition by Duke University Press in early 2015.

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