July 22, 2016. Posted by Simon Rentner.
Welcome to the Herbie Hancock Festival, here at WBGO. All this week, we are celebrating the music and influence of an American icon. On Thursday, August 11th at Prospect Park Bandshell, the pianist debuts a new project featuring Lionel Loueke (guitar), Terrace Martin (alto sax), Trevor Lawrence Jr. (drums), and James Genus (bass). This formation will be the foundation of new Herbie Hancock recording, featuring special guests phenom Jacob Collier, tabla master Zakir Hussain, pianist Robert Glasper, and more. As we ramp up for this historic concert, we asked some of today’s hottest artists plus our own DJs – Terrace Martin, Lionel Loueke, BADBADNOTGOOD, Ron Carter, Flying Lotus, Gary Walker, Michael Bourne, and more -- to share their favorite Herbie Hancock music and stories.
Bassist Ron Carter, as he recently discussed with WBGO's Gary Walker, famously recorded with Miles Davis’s second quintet featuring Herbie Hancock. For the upcoming concert in Brooklyn, Carter plans to be “second in line” and says the piano master never sounded better.
You may know Terrace Martin's not-so-modest musical achievements by way of hip hop artist Kendrick Lamar. But one might argue his true devotion is jazz. He sports a Jackie McLean tattoo on his arm. Hear his favorite Herbie Hancock tune. Listen to the full Terrace Martin interview on The Checkout here.
I interviewed Lionel Loueke at the 2016 Montreal International Jazz Festival, mostly about his new recording Gaia (that segment will soon be archived online at checkoutjazz.org). During the fun conversation, topics that range from genesis of his unique singing style to his secret love-affair with rock music, he shares his all-time favorite Herbie Hancock composition.
WBGO's Gary Walker got the chance to interview Herbie Hancock soon after Dexter Gordon passed away. As we search for that reel-to-reel tape here at Newark Public Radio, Gary recounts a story from that interview about Herbie Hancock's first recording Takin’ Off from Blue Note Records.
Listen for more as Herbie Fest continues.
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July 20, 2016. Posted by Corey Goldberg.
Chicago native Toronzo Cannon joins Michael Bourne to talk about his hometown's particular approach to the blues and, with his guitar in tow, shares a few songs live in our studio.
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July 15, 2016. Posted by Josh Landes.
Israeli guitarist Roni Ben Hur talks with Afternoon Jazz host Nicole Sweeney about his new record, "Our Thing", and the unique cultural crossroads of his homeland on WBGO.
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July 14, 2016. Posted by Michael Bourne.
Fest-goers attending the 2016 Montreal Jazz Festival drank 60,000 liters of beer.
And here are some other numbers at the jazzfest wrap-up...
More than 2 million folks attended 11 days of the festival around Place des Arts in the heart of Montreal. More than 2 thousand musicians, including artists from 30 countries, played almost 500 musical events on 21 free outdoor and ticketed indoor stages. Thirty-seven of the ticketed shows sold-out.
470 journalists and other media types reported on FIJM 2016—all wanting tickets to every show.
Lydia Vallee handles the ticket requests. Lydia and her crew keep track of who wants, who needs, who expects, who demands all of les billets. They work with info on computers, but, really, they work endless hours counting the actual tickets—thousands of little pieces of paper! Lydia Vallee is vraiment Herculean.
My own accounting: 11 days, 35 gigs...and one of the best of my 24 years at Festival International de JAZZ de Montreal.
One drag: the annual blather from grumpy journalists about "jazz" at the jazz festival. "There's a lot of music that's not jazz this year," said one as I first walked into the press room. "How do you like the 'no jazz' jazz festival?" asked another.
And much more vulgar expletives to all of them.
Including several I know in French.
I want to declare a moratorium on this perennial nonsense.
Andre Menard, co-founder of FIJM, brought up (as I often have) that, early on at Newport, George Wein, the very godfather of the jazz festival, presented the definitive rock-and-roller, Chuck Berry.
And there've been countless artists all across the musical spectrum playing every jazz festival around the world ever since.
Jazz is truly a universal language.
I've heard the world, culture after culture, with their own sensibilities, with their own melodies and harmonies and rhythms, embrace jazz.
I've heard jazz, just as deeply, just as swingingly, embrace the world.
And, if you actually listen back through the 100-year history of this music, in every generation there've been critics and great musicians who've condemned the music of the next generation. New Orleans trad players, even Louis Armstrong himself, laughed at be-bop. As if what Dizzy and the Bird were creating was not jazz. Same against John Coltrane and Ornette Coleman. Same against the "fusion" of Weather Report. Miles Davis alone innovated more changes in jazz than anyone—as when Bitches Brew confounded self-righteous defenders of the faith. And now comes hip-hop.
Laurent Saulnier, VP of programming—I call him VP of the Edge—actually changed how I think about jazz and, really, how I appreciate all of the arts. When he challenged me (6-7 years ago) to listen when hip-hop/beat-box/electro/whatever-the-hell-it-is played at the festival's Club Soda, I heard a trio called Plaster playing keyboards, bass and drums all hooked into computers and other electronics. They were generating riffs and grooves back and forth, even with samples of a politician's speech manipulated rhythmically. I remember realizing in a flash "Count Basie!" I remembered that Basie's very definition of jazz was that jazz "makes you pat your foot." Mine was very happily patting!
I could hear the continuum of jazz at that gig, and I've believed ever since that nowhere is "jazz" redefined better than in Montreal.
"Fun" was the world I most often scribbled in my notebook.
Especially when enjoying some of my favorite festival moments:
- Charlie Hunter laughing a blues with dancing drummer Bobby Previte...
- James Carter "unchaining" (by busting grooves) Django classics with his organ trio...
- Lorraine Desmarais dancing with her Montreal all-star big band...
- Karen Young, honored with the festival's Oscar Peterson Award, singing duets with her daughter, Coral Egan—especially one of the songs that they sang together when Coral was a child. Coral and Karen even played patty-cake...
- The whimsical sexiness of Cyrille Aimee singing Monk...
- The gracefulness of pianist Fred Hersch playing Jobim and Monk...
- The finger-breaking pianistic acrobatics of Marianne Trudel and Francois Bourassa...
- The rushing melodies of trumpeter Jacques Kuba Seguinn...
- The powerfully beautiful voice of songwriter Rufus Wainwright, especially with his family singing Leonard Cohen's Canadian pop anthem "Hallelujah"...
- The heartfully swinging farewell concert of Montreal's piano master, Oliver Jones...
And then there was a "Great Event" with the performer I once called "The Charlie Parker of Pop!"
"This is gonna be the best night of your life!" promised British singer and pianist and BBC jazz jock and pop star Jamie Cullum to the tens of thousands of fest-goers jam-packed (and jam-anticipating) in the festival's TD Scene.
"Don't applaud it yet!" shouted Jamie when the tens of thousands screamed. "You haven't heard it yet!" laughed Jamie. "It might be shit!"
Le Grande Evenement, as the festival's spectacular centerpiece is always called, was actually quite grand.
"Don't Stop The Music" just for starters. "Comes Love" and some songs for the festival's patron saint, Ray Charles. Short, but he seemed titanic. His hair like black flames. His fingers dancing on the piano, drumming on the piano, close-up on the Jumbo-trons. And then he jumped and danced on top of the piano. "Michael Buble don't do this!" shouted Jamie, jumping to the stage, jumping all around the stage, jumping even into the audience. And all the while a big band of Montreal's best players jumped with him. Solos aplenty all around. Muhammad Al-Khabyyr on the trombone. Andre Leroux on the tenor sax. I didn't catch the name of the trumpeter spotlighted as "Love for Sale" became phantasmagorical, but Jamie knew them all, and Jamie was thrilled by them all: "The caliber of musicians in this city is amazing!"
He sang a love song "that encapsulates how I feel about being here in Montreal." He sang his own "When I Get Famous" for all the girls who didn't want him when he wasn't. He conducted a sing-along chant from a bass line of Mingus. And after a full-tilt two-hour jamboree, everyone was bouncing like tens of thousands of whack-a-moles. All showing him fires from their lighters and flashings from their cell-phones. Jamie staggered off the stage, but they kept on chanting to him. And back he came. Alone in the dark of the stage. Looking like a rag doll. His face on the Jumbo-trons streaked with sweat. And with tears. Alone at the piano, he sang "What a Difference a Day Made." Quietly. Lovingly, "This," said Jamie Cullum, "has been the best gig of my life!"
FIJM 2016 was one of the best gigs of mine.
Je reviendrai a Montreal...
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July 12, 2016. Posted by Michael Bourne.
"Tell everyone how good the musicians are in this city," said Oliver Jones about the big band playing on his farewell concert. Oliver even pointed out a favorite Quebcoise artist in the audience, pianist and composer Lorraine Desmarais. Some of the players with Oliver, long-time best of the jazz scene up yonder, also played at the jazzfest with Lorraine's big band and for the "Great Event" of Jamie Cullum. Some of them, including Canadian masters honored with the festival's Oscar Peterson Award, also played their own gigs. Ron DiLauro, trumpeter and (for the first time ever on stage) singer, celebrated Chet Baker at the Gesu. Francois Bourassa and Marianne Trudel played a flabbergasting (like shrapnel from an exploding hornet's nest) twin-piano tribute to Paul Bley at the Gesu, and Trudel's own group featured Ingrid Jensen, one of the best trumpet players anywhere. That she's now living in New Jersey means that Ingrid is one of the few players from above now able to play below the 49th Parallel. That so many of the superb Canadian players and singers I've enjoyed in Montreal rarely ever -- or never -- get gigs in the US is a bureaucratic shame of the governments on both sides of the Jazz Wall. That he so often praised his fellow musicians at his own tribute showed certainly why Oliver Jones is so loved in the Montreal (and all across Canada) jazz scene.
Oliver was "vraiment chez nous," happy to be at home, he said, after a farewell tour of Canada, including gigs in the Yukon. Now at the Maison Symphonique, with his trio and a big band, Oliver was playing his last gig at the jazz festival. "I remember his farewell concert...in 1999," said artistic director Andre Menard, welcoming everyone. I remember that first farewell also, a solo concert at Monument National. Oliver played a delightful recital, thanked everyone for his musical life, and then said "What would you like to hear?" Song titles erupted from the audience, and Oliver played a half hour of requests. I've been to the jazzfest 24 years and that's my all-time favorite memory–along with one of the festival's truly legendary events, when Oscar Peterson played his last concert in 2004. Oscar's sister Daisy was Oscar's teacher and also taught piano to the kid a dozen doors down the block, Oliver. They'd known each other all their lives but never played piano together until that night. I was there that night and for several more Oliver Jones concerts thereafter in Montreal. Now, he was saying he was seriously done with playing...after this one more time at FIJM.
Oliver's long-time trio played first, with Eric Lagace on bass and Jim Doxas on drums. Oscar's presence was a light that beamed through Oliver's life and through his swan song, especially when the trio played tunes of or inspired by Oliver's friend and inspiration: "Cakewalk," and "You Look Good To Me." Lively. Lyrical. After they played a buoyant "Honeysuckle Rose," Eric Lagace laughed that "we've both played that song a thousand times, but never together." Jim Doxas was in the spotlight for a calypso. Oliver's Gershwin medley was climactic, but the finale of every Oliver Jones show has been an anthem, Oscar's heart-lifting "Hymn to Freedom."
Christine Jensen, an always imaginative composer and arranger, fronted the big band for the show's other half (There's always a battle of the bands at the end of FIJM). This year's battle pitted the Glenn Miller band against the Cab Calloway band (I think there'd be a helluva "take no prisoners" jazz showdown if Christine's band battled the Maria Schneider band). Oliver and the big band played hiply-arranged standards: "The Way You Look Tonight," and "Swinging on a Star," a piece dedicated to Oliver's friend (and Montreal's jazz guru) Len Dobbin, more tunes (and memories) of Oscar, and a finale of Oliver's "Blues for Helene." "This is a true message," said Oliver before an encore of "Love Is Here To Stay."
I remember Oliver telling me that when he was a kid, he didn't play baseball; he listened at the window to Oscar practicing. I asked him at the farewell press conference if he'd ever regretted not playing baseball. "I'd have made more money," he said, but he's happy that he became a musician. "To play at home for you," he said to the audience that night, was his greatest joy.
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