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Thursday, 11/4/10

Violins teach us what it would be like to fly.

Henry Cowell, Symphony No. 13 (“Madras,” 1956-58), excerpt (first two movements), San Francisco Composers Chamber Orchestra, live, San Francisco, 2005

Want to hear all five movements? Here.

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Henry Cowell, the all-American composer of the 20th century, did it all. “I want to live in the whole world of music,” he said. He was “the open sesame of new music in America,” John Cage said.

He was famous once and is now all but forgotten. There was a time when Leopold Stokowski championed him in New York, as did Eugene Ormandy in Philadelphia and Serge Koussevitzky in Boston. Schoenberg thought the world of him. So did Busoni. But since Cowell’s death in 1965, the musical establishment has concluded his music, and particularly the plentiful late orchestral music, doesn’t hold up.

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A century ago, he was a teenage piano pioneer in Menlo Park, Calif. He was the first to hit clusters of tones on the piano with fist and forearm (Bartók noticed) and the first to play directly on the piano strings. He all but invented the concept of world music and was on the front line of flexible phrasing, extreme polyrhythms, percussion music and mechanical music. He was a celebrated pedagogue. Cage, Burt Bacharach, George Gershwin and Lou Harrison were among those who found their own voices through him. Cowell, who was born in 1897, was known in New York, Berlin and Moscow by the ’20s. He helped found the study of ethnomusicology at UC Berkeley. He published and organized the concerts of progressive music from all over.

Cowell is primarily known for is his Bohemianism, which led to the creation of the California school of music and, sadly, for his arrest on morals charges. He was publicly shamed in a celebrity trial for having had consensual oral sex with young men and sentenced to 15 years in San Quentin.

After four years of incarceration, he was paroled and eventually pardoned by Gov. Earl Warren so that he could become a musical ambassador for the State Department. He moved to New York and taught at the New School for Social Research, traveled and absorbed the musics of Asia and Latin America, wrote 21 symphonies and much else. When Malaysia was looking for a national anthem in the ’50s, the country turned to him and Benjamin Britten for help.

—Mark Swed, Los Angeles Times (blog), 1/31/10

Wednesday, 11/3/10

Once upon a time this music was all over Chicago. Going out to hear this guy, for instance, was about as hard as going out for a hamburger.

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replay: clips too good for just one day

The first time I stood before a judge at Chicago’s Criminal Courts Building at 26th and California—this was back in the ’70s (when I was working at Alligator Records)—it was to speak on behalf of this man, Hound Dog Taylor. The day before, during a drunken argument at his apartment, he’d shot his longtime guitarist Brewer Phillips (who survived). In his own way, Hound Dog was a pretty canny guy. When he told me about this incident over the phone, shortly after it happened, he put it this way: “Richard, they say I shot Phillip . . .”

(No, don’t touch that dial; these stills are way out of focus—which, for Hound Dog, seems just right.)

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Hound Dog Taylor and the Houserockers, live, Ann Arbor Blues Festival, 1973

“Wild About You Baby”

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“Taylor’s Rock”

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“I Held My Baby”

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Hound Dog . . . . [would] play things that are technically wrong, and [he’d] . . . make people like it. . . . [He’d] just get up there and go for it.—Elvin Bishop

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When I saw Hound Dog Taylor and the HouseRockers as a three-piece, I said, ‘There it is. There’s your future right there.’—George Thorogood

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Hound Dog Taylor is one of my favorites. He used this raw dog blues, you know.—Vernon Reid

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A Facebook page devoted to Hound Dog, who died over 30 years ago (1975), currently lists 434 “Fans” (now over 1,000) who come from, let’s see, Orlando and Indonesia and Cedar Rapids and Sweden and Austin and Australia and . . .

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When I die, they’ll say ‘he couldn’t play shit, but he sure made it sound good!’—Hound Dog Taylor

(Originally posted on 10/30/09.)

Tuesday, 11/2/10

Here’s more of Leon Russell and J.J. Cale—together.

Leon Russell, J.J. Cale, live, Los Angeles, 1979

“Going Down”

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“I Got The Same Old Blues”

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“Boiling Pot”

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“Corrine, Corrina”

Monday, 11/1/10

What was it like to grow up, in the 1950s, in the lonesome state of Oklahoma?

Leon Russell knows.

So does this guy.

J.J. Cale (with Eric Clapton), “After Midnight,” live, Texas (Dallas), 2004

Who supplies the juice here?

It ain’t the guitar god from England.

It’s the grizzled guitar player from the state with the funny shape (:38-1:12, 1:41-44, 2:14-48, 3:36-50, 4:20-44).

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radio

Last week’s Sinner’s Crossroads (10/28/10) features a lot of wonderful music by the late Albertina Walker.

Sunday, 10/31/10

At the recording session for the new Elton John/Leon Russell album, how did producer T Bone Burnett break the ice in the studio?

He played this clip (“Didn’t It Rain,” 2:20).

Mahalia Jackson, “Everybody Talkin’ ‘Bout Heaven,” “Didn’t It Rain,” “The Lord’s Prayer,” live, Newport Jazz Festival (Newport, Rhode Island), 1958

Want more? Here.

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I think that this is what everybody needs a whole lot of—not only in their playing, but in their way of living.

As far as rating this—maybe you should use a different kind of star for rating this from the stars you use rating jazz records. A moving star. Make it five moving stars.

—Charles Mingus, listening to a record by Mahalia Jackson during a Downbeat “Blindfold Test” (1960)

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art beat

Lee Friedlander, “Mahalia Jackson” (1956)

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[I]t almost looks like if you could see the next second after this picture was taken that she would start to ascend.

—Joel Dorn

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live on the ’net: tonight, 8 p.m. (EDT)

Todd Rundgren, “the Class of 1963 Wells Scholars Professor at Indiana University Bloomington for this fall,” will talk about—and perform—his music in an “autobiographical concert” that’ll be video-streamed live.

Saturday, 10/30/10

Happy Birthday, Brownie!

Clifford Brown, October 30, 1930-June 26, 1956

“Oh, Lady Be Good,” “Memories of You,” live (TV broadcast [Soupy’s On, Detroit]), 1955

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Clifford Brown/Max Roach Quintet (Clifford Brown, trumpet; Max Roach, drums; Sonny Rollins, tenor saxophone; Richie Powell, piano; George Morrow, bass)

Live, “Get Happy”

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Live, Virginia (Norfolk, Continental Restaurant), 6/18/1956 (Last Concert)

“You Go To My Head”

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“What’s New”

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Don’t take a trumpet player, man. You won’t need one after you hear this young cat, Clifford Brown.

—Charlie Parker (to Art Blakey, when he was going to work in Philadelphia in the early 1950s)

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Out in California, we had a house, and we had a piano and vibes as well as trumpet and drums. Brownie could play all these instruments, you know. I would go out of the house and come back, and he would be practicing on anything, drums, vibes, anything. He loved music.

—Max Roach

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He was so well-rounded in all music. He liked Miles, Trane—who was very young then—and Louis Armstrong, and Lee Morgan, who spent alot of time with Clifford in Philly. Eric Dolphy was another good friend of ours. Music was his first love; I was his second, and math was his third. He was a wizard with figures and numbers; he used to play all kinds of mathematical games. . . .

There was only one time I didn’t travel with him. Our child, Clifford Jr., had been born, and I hadn’t taken him home yet to see the family. So Clifford said okay, and he put us on the plane; and of course that was when he was in the car accident and was killed. It was our second wedding anniversary and my 22nd birthday.

—Larue Brown Watson

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Without Brownie, it would be hard to imagine the existence of Lee Morgan or Freddie Hubbard or Booker Little or Woody Shaw or Wynton Marsalis.

—Michael Cuscuna

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radio

Today, at WKCR-FM (broadcasting from Columbia University), it’s all Brownie, (almost) all day. (This birthday celebration will be interrupted in the middle of the day for coverage of the Columbia/Yale football game.)

Friday, 10/29/10

two takes

Hockey, “Song Away”

Vodpod videos no longer available.

[T]he video . . . is one of the funniest, warmest, and most socially accurate (the way the geeky kid looks at a row of the coolest girls in school as if they’re from another planet) high-school movies ever made.

—Greil Marcus, The Believer, 9/10

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Live, England (Reading), 2009

Thursday, 10/28/10

So many ideas and so much feeling, so much energy and so much technique—it’s a wonder he doesn’t burst apart at the seams.

Jaki Byard, June 15, 1922-February 11, 1999

Live (with Reggie Workman, bass; Alan Dawson, drums), Germany (Berlin), 1965

Part 1 (“Free Improvisation”)

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Part 2 (with Earl Hines, “Rosetta”)

Want more of Jaki Byard? Here and here (with Charles Mingus).

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In conversation (Cleveland, 1985):

Wednesday, 10/27/10

1961

Newton Minow, Chair of the FCC, proclaims TV a “vast wasteland.”

1964

CBS News asks, with a straight face, what jazz “reveals” about “the nature of man” (God, too).

Lennie Tristano Quintet (Lennie Tristano, piano; Lee Konitz, alto saxophone; Warne Marsh, tenor saxophone; Sonny Dallas, bass; Nick Stabulas, drums), “Subconscious Lee,” live, New York (The Half Note), 1964, CBS TV Broadcast: Look Up and Live

Want more of Lennie Tristano? Here.

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reading table

Frank O’Hara (in his NYC apartment), “Having a Coke with You,” 1966

Tuesday, 10/26/10

two takes

“Exit Music (For A Film)”

Radiohead, live

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Brad Mehldau Trio, live, San Francisco