The Happy Blues

From sitting at the feet of her grandmother and the turntable as a toddler in Osaka to jazz mecca New York and the international stage, organist Akiko Tsuraga has come a long way, still thriving on the inspiration from mentors Lou Donaldson and Dr. Lonnie Smith. “I’m trying to do as they did as much as I can, which is playing for the people first and foremost.”

She keeps staring into space. At a point beside the screen where, it seems, a dehydrated spatula has fainted while walking to the faucet on the kitchen counter. Then she simply says: “I miss him so.”

Tsuraga refers to alto saxophonist Lou Donaldson, who passed away on November 9, 2024, at the venerable age of 98. She was part of Donaldson’s organ group for many years, heir to a line of illustrious forerunners that includes Lonnie Smith, Baby Face Willette, Big John Patton, Charles Earland and Leon Spencer.

A while later, while discussing her entrance in the New York scene in 2001 – troubled and tragic times in American history – Tsuraga falls silent again. When she has regained her posture, she explains that, without denying how horrible the WTC disaster was, she already knew all about tragedy, referring to the horrendous earthquake in Kobe, Japan in 1995.

Humble Tsuraga goes for content instead of verbosity, ‘less is more’ instead of waterfalls of words. No mistaking, she offers plenty expression and often exhibits her typical laughing mood, laced with delicate twists of consent, puzzlement, unease and enthusiasm. Enthusiasm is the mood that she carries to the stage, where she oozes joy and where her notes laugh like kids in the playground and smile like grandparents sitting at the curb of the sandbox. The Osaka-born organist is a fixture on the New York scene, collaborating frequently with stalwarts as saxophonists Jerry Weldon and Nick Hempton, guitarist Ed Cherry and, not least, her husband, ace trumpeter Joe Magnarelli. Tsuraga released seven albums as a leader on various labels. Her latest is Beyond Nostalgia on Steeplechase. She doesn’t rest on her laurels and recorded a new album with drummer Jeff Hamilton, to be released in 2025. In May, Tsuraga hits the studio in Vancouver for a recording with the Vancouver Jazz Orchestra, a future Cellar Music release.

New York City remains home base, the Bay Ridge area in South Brooklyn to be precise. Her unlikely journey from Osaka to the jazz heart of The Big Apple is a curious mixture of talent, perseverance and pivotal encounters with the cream of the classic jazz crop. “Before I went to New York, I was working in clubs in Osaka. I used to play at an after-hours-club across the street from the Blue Note Osaka club. Many musicians who played there stopped by after their gigs. The after-hours-club had a Hammond B3 organ. I met so many people and had a chance to play with Grady Tate, Dr. Lonnie Smith, Brother Jack McDuff, Jeff “Tain” Watts, Kenny Kirkland, Joey DeFrancesco, Larry Goldings, Earl Klugh.”

She continues: “I was already very good friends with my mentor (drummer, FM) Grady Tate in Osaka. When I started out in New York, he helped me out a lot, showed me around places and introduced me to people. Dr. Lonnie Smith helped me in similar ways. I’d met him through drummer and mentor Fukushi Tainaka, who also introduced me to Lou Donaldson. I went to the Showman organ club in Harlem every week and met Jerry Weldon for the first time. Eventually, the club gave me a gig. When Dr. Lonnie left Lou’s group (After Smith’s tenure with Donaldson’s group in the mid-1960’s, he reconnected with him for many years the 1990/00’s, FM), Dr. Lonnie and Fukushi recommended me. Lou came to the Showman and after the first set he said, ‘Ah, Akiko, you’re so brave! Coming to New York by yourself! And you sound better than any male organist around New York.’ Lou said that I needed to learn how to comp behind horn players and that he was going to teach me. We played all over the world, long tours in Europe, Japan and on American festivals. It was an unforgettable experience.”

A far cry from her youth in Osaka. Though, that’s disregarding the Japanese fascination with Western/American culture in the 20th century, regardless of world wars. Tsuraga: “My grandmother was a big jazz fan. I heard many jazz records that way. And I loved the sound of the organ. My parents bought me a Yamaha organ when I was three years old. I started taking piano lessons as a kid and studied at Yamaha Music School. I got the chance to play all sorts of music there, American popular music, jazz, fusion.”

Plenty reason for nostalgia. But Tsuraga, as her latest album reveals, rather looks beyond nostalgia, without forgetting the richly layered roots of organ jazz. Beyond Nostalgia is an unabashed variation of organ themes. Sassy swinging modern jazz originals like Tiger alternate with the old-timey reenactment of Mack The Knife. The souped-up What A Difference A Day Makes is counteracted by the relaxed shuffle of The Happy Blues, which precedes the modal album highlight, Middle Of Somewhere, conceived after an ice-fishing trip with a friend in Wisconsin. The title track is a lovely mood piece. What’s the story behind Beyond Nostalgia? “I wrote that song after I visited the temple in Kyoto. I went with my sister. It’s a very spiritual place. It was such a beautiful experience, we were crying. Birds were humming and suddenly that melody came to me. The temple is the birthplace of ‘reiki’, hand-healing.”

Tsuraga has been involved with reiki for a long time. “I love it. Since I followed classes, I started to realize that when I play organ, my fingers feel much stronger and more sensitive. I love that feeling. You know, Dr. Lonnie Smith had really powerful hands. He would unintentionally break Iphones and Ipads! A friend of mine who works at Apple says that people with exceptionally strong hands sometimes break those screens. I was thinking, if I have the same power, my playing will improve and be just like Dr. Lonnie’s!”

She tells it with one of her enticing variations of laughs, part apologetic, part matter-of-factly packaged see-what-I-mean. It’s easy to see what she means with her final remark, though it must be said that by now her playing is nothing less than Tsuraga’s.

Akiko Tsuraga

Check out the website of Akiko and her discography here: https://www.akikojazz.com/
Find Beyond Nostalgia on certain questionable streaming platforms and buy here: https://propermusic.com/products/akikotsuruga-beyondnostalgia?srsltid=AfmBOorPIlRfkJg11PhWiXg9g46V_UJTY51Wsevzpl7lcGaBlvLlWiLT

Picture header: Joseph Berg.

Picture 1-3: Lou Donaldson & Akiko; Akiko & Lonnie Smith; Akiko & Jerry Weldon

The Life of Brian

BRIAN AUGER – Support the making of a documentary of genre-bending and groundbreaking Hammond organist Brian Auger.

A movie about Brian Auger? Yes please!

Filmmaker Alfred George Bailey and Auger’s creative and business manager Greg Boraman have started a crowdfunding campaign for I Speak Music, a documentary film about Auger, trailblazing Hammond organist that came up in the swinging sixties in London and went on to change the game of fusion with The Oblivion Express in his typically kinetic fashion.

Auger ran into Billie Holiday in a London club, backed Jimi Hendrix on the guitar god’s first UK gig. He is a jazz cat who tuned into rock and soul and worked and played with a staggering variety of artists including Rod Stewart, John McLaughlin, Ronnie Scott, Tubby Hayes, Tony Williams, Jimmy Smith, Eric Burdon, Paul McCartney, Jimi Hendrix, Elton John and many others. His work was embraced by the acid jazz movement and hiphop acts such as Mos Def and The Beastie Boys.

Check out the crowdfunding page and the trailer of I Speak Music and donate here:

https://www.crowdfunder.co.uk/p/brian-auger-i-speak-music-film

The Hammond maestro’s current Oblivion Express includes his son Karma and his daughter Savannah. He is 85 and lives in Los Angeles, Venice to be precise and everybody’s happy that he came out unharmed by the terrible fires in the Los Angeles region.

I spoke with him at length for the now defunct Jazzism in 2023, here are some quotes:

“I already played organ in the early sixties but I couldn’t get the sound of my hero Jimmy Smith. Then I discovered Live At The Apollo by Jimmy McGriff. On that cover he was depicted with the B3 organ. I brought it to the Hammond office and said, ‘I have to have one of those!’ That was quite a hassle. But it eventually was shipped as a building kit from the US. And it really turned out to be nirvana.”

“I wanted to build a bridge between the rock scene and the jazz world. When Trinity & Julie Driscoll had a hit with Bob Dylan’s This Wheel’s On Fire, the record company wanted to build on that success. But I was already thinking about the next step. As a jazz pianist I had worked with the best musicians. At the same time, I loved the cheerful beats of the new pop music. Our crossover music went down really well in the US. The promoters were amazed. Normally, the white and black audience was segregated. Not with us. We were just used to interracial mingling in England. The people from the Caribbean and the whites raved together in the clubs in London.”

“All I can say to young and ambitious musicians is follow your heart. Unfortunately, the industry manages to sell a lot of nonsense. I would stay away from that as far away as possible. There remains more than enough good music. If you have something original of your own that you have made, then bring it into the spotlight. That in turn stimulates others of the same breed. In this way the level will be higher again.”

Duke Pearson Sweet Honey Bee (Blue Note 1967)

Hard bop was in a rut but Pearson was on a roll.

Personnel

Duke Pearson (piano), Freddie Hubbard (trumpet), Joe Henderson (tenor saxophone), James Spaulding (flute, alto saxophone), Ron Carter (bass), Mickey Roker (drums)

Recorded

on December 7, 1966 at Van Gelder Studio, Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey

Released

as BST 84252 in 1967

Track listing

Side A: Sweet Honey Bee / Sudel / After The Rain / Gaslight / Side B: Big Bertha / Empathy / Ready, Rudy?

Stable, good-natured, down to earth, hip, shrewd. These are some of the characteristics of Duke Pearson’s personality. Honestly, I have no way of knowing but still I’m sure of it. To be the A&R guy of Blue Note in the 1960’s – the role that Duke Pearson played as follow-up to Ike Quebec from 1963 to 1970 – geniality and quick-wittedness is indispensable.

Besides, these traits also apply to his piano and songwriting skills. Somewhat under the radar, not unusual in an era of stellar pianists, Pearson plowed the field of hard bop modernists as Horace Silver and Sonny Clark. Pearson had his own thing going on. Bright solos clear as spring water. A man full of gaiety and the blues.

And a songwriter, damn. He wrote Jeannine. It was recorded excellently by the Cannonball Adderley Quintet. But the essential version is on At The Half Note Café Vol. 2 by Donald Byrd, featuring Pearson on piano.

Pearson wrote Idle Moments for Grant Green’s career-defining session in 1963. And was pianist of service.

Cristo Redentor, The Phantom, Sudel, Wahoo, Chili Peppers, New Girl. Many Pearson songs, great blends of sassiness and ingenuity, not unlike Horace Silver’s compositions, have made a lasting impression. Small wonder that people like to play his tunes. Striking contemporary tributes are The Other Duke by bassist Dave Post’s Swingadelic big band from 2011 and Is That So? by Dutch baritone saxophonist Rik van den Bergh from 2021.

Pearson was a Blue Note recording artist but recorded intermittently for Prestige and Atlantic. He recorded for Blue Note until it was sold to Liberty and co-founder Francis Wolff passed away in 1971. Pearson suffered from multiple sclerosis and died at the premature age of 47 in 1980.

His most adventurous album Wahoo from 1965 is a perennial favorite. Pearson followed it up with two soulful albums on Atlantic, Honeybuns and Prairie Dog. His return to the Blue Note catalogue, Sweet Honey Bee, recorded at the tail end of 1966 and released early 1967, is a sizzling synthesis of groove and lyricism.

By 1967, Blue Note hard bop had become a dinosaur in a world of upheaval that spawned The Black Panthers and the sorrowful cry of Albert Ayler. Yet, Pearson kept the flame burning, seemingly intent on getting the job done. Putting a smile on our face. If records like Sweet Honey Bee don’t make you at least temporarily gay, it seems it’s about time that you order the nails of your coffin. If somebody makes a record like Sweet Honey Bee today, it’ll get a four-star review as a great neo-hard bop album.

Sweet Honey Bee was written for Pearson’s wife. She couldn’t have asked for more. It’s lavender in full blue bloom. It’s a Saint Tropez breeze. It’s killer no filler… But it wasn’t a hit record. There is no reason why, three years after Lee Morgan’s The Sidewinder, it shouldn’t have been a hit, what with James Spaulding’s sweet-toned flute melody. No luck. Desperately attempting to reach the top of the charts again after mega-hit The Sidewinder by Lee Morgan, Blue Note opened albums of Morgan, Hank Mobley, Duke Pearson, Andrew Hill, with funky tunes to no avail. Chart success is a mysterious phenomenon.

What is success but a matter of perspective? With all due respect, I’ve heard Taylor Swift singing acoustic guitar songs no better than your average village talent show contestant. In hindsight, successful or not, Pearson recorded his gems for posterity. Like Sudel, a happy marriage of a Carribean theme and Hancock/Tyner-inspired layout. Or After The Rain, an achingly beautiful, melancholic ballad. And Gaslight, somewhat Pearson’s Killer Joe, a lightly swinging walk in nocturnal shadows and a glimpse of neon light, not a care in the world though and not a hustler in sight. Serene, dark night.

Freddie Hubbard and Joe Henderson feel like fish in the water, adapt to Pearson’s bouncy and mellow tunefulness with easygoing but lightly charged solos. Ron Carter and Mickey Roker in the house. Amen.

Listen to Sweet Honey Bee on YouTube here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3Ycbx8TctM&list=PLw9ozJMqRxLbE768Z2sPzgcSjhDcmAC-k

He stepped out of a dream

Sought-after bassist Joris Teepe has been on a very tight schedule for decades, a Holland-born New York stalwart with an imposing career as leader, sideman and composer. One of various latest projects is The American Dream Today. Teepe’s personal good fortune contrasts sharply with worrisome socio-political developments. “It seems like everybody continues to live as if everything will eventually turn out fine. But I wouldn’t be too sure about that.”

He’s a tall, solid man, the kind you don’t accidentally want to bump into in the crosswalk. Regardless of his solid frame, Teepe suddenly found himself falling to the ground just recently, dazed and confused. On stage, to boot, at the Blue Note club in Athens, Greece. “I suddenly felt awful, sweating profusely. Danny (Grissett, FM) saw that I was collapsing and the guys rushed over. I had to go to the hospital. It turned out that I had a bacterial infection. Unfortunately, we had to cancel the last two shows.”

Teepe is charging his batteries at his home in Amsterdam, a cup of tea in front of him. His wife is out, his son is at school. At his large kitchen table, Teepe casually goes through some of his recent activities, his unassuming manners differing strikingly from the impressive nature of his list. His itinerary included promotional gigs of Steve Nelson/Joris Teepe/Eric Ineke’s Common Language album, the release of saxophonist Johannes Enders’ The Creator Has A Master Plan B and his umpteenth recording with his soul mate, saxophonist and flutist Don Braden, At Pizza Express Live In London. Teepe recently recorded with Polish trumpeter Piotr Wojtasik and will make his debut on Steeplechase in January on Mythology by drummer Steve Johns. He’s playing with young piano wizard Theo Hill and continues to perform with piano maestro Rob van Bavel as Dutch Connection, not least on the upcoming North Sea Jazz Festival. Finally, Teepe released his Joris Teepe Real Book, a collection of 96 Teepe compositions and a rare feat.

A busy bee, right from the start in the early 1990’s, when Teepe burned some bridges and settled in New York City. He made fast friends and colleagues and never looked back, the only Dutchman in history, amazingly, that permanently made his mark in The Big Apple. Teepe’s career includes shows and recordings with luminaries as Chris Potter, Cyrus Chestnut, Jeff “Tain” Watts, Randy Brecker, Billy Hart, Tom Harrell, Lawrence Clark, Lewis Porter, Tim Armacost, Jeremy Pelt, Gene Jackson and many others. He regularly toured with Benny Golson. From 2000 till 2009, Teepe was bassist in the band of Rashied Ali, Coltrane’s last drummer.

Living the dream, so to speak. That’s partly why he titled his latest record The American Dream Today. “When I grew up as a musician in The Netherlands, I saw all those crazy and top-rate American cats in Europe. I desperately wanted to be part of that crew. Eventually, I succeeded to become a part of the scene in New York, which was and to my mind still is the jazz mecca. I’m glad I persevered because I wouldn’t have been able to experience and feel the history of jazz in The Netherlands as you do in the USA, with all due respect. Besides, obviously, over there you get a crash course in taking care of business.”

Teepe continues, referring to revealing titles as Polarization, Fake News, My Car Is Bigger Than Yours, The One Percent and Today’s Dream: “But there’s more to it. That’s why I added ‘Today’. I’m an American citizen because I also have an American passport. What is happening since Trumpism, and today, what with the re-election of Trump, is very troubling. The classic American Dream of having a big house, a family, two cars, both preferably bigger than those of your neighbors, may have been regarded as a bit silly, but it’s far better than what is happening today. Polarization and fake news are very dangerous developments. Trump’s climate denial is disastrous. The Western Gaza-policy is horrible. I’m more politically conscious than I used to be. As an artist, you’re in a unique position, having a stage figuratively speaking but also quite literally, with a microphone in your hand. Admittedly, I’m preaching to the choir, but it’s better than nothing. Maybe someone after a concert might be inspired and become a member of Amnesty International, little things like that are worthwhile.”

The American Dream Today, which offers solution with the lively Music Is The Answer, is as varied as a wild veggie patch, full of shiny strawberries, heavy zucchinis, fresh parsley, intense ginger. It includes Marc Mommaas on saxes, Adam Kolker on saxes and woodwinds, Ian Cleaver on trumpet and flugelhorn, Leo Genovese on piano and Fender Rhodes and Matt Wilson on drums. Teepe’s band at his recent live tour, which mixes Dream with other songs from the Teepe book and was seen by Flophouse at the Bimhuis in Amsterdam, consisted of Ian Cleaver, Don Braden, trombonist Luis Bonilla, pianist Danny Grissett and drummer Gene Jackson. (This band minus the lamented Jim Rotondi was the logical choice after a performance with the Noord-Nederlands Orkest) Both bands make the most of Teepe’s strong repertoire, which links uproar with melancholy, jubilance with a sense of foreboding and is marked by a striking tension between composition and freedom. How did the prolific tunesmith arrive at his method? “There is before and after Rashied Ali. I have always written compositions, basically in the mainstream. Meeting Rashied changed everything. It was not only unforgettable to work with someone who had such a close connection with Coltrane and had such great stories of that era, but a life-changing period for me as a musician and writer. He had a very different way of thinking about music and composing. For Rashied, it didn’t matter if everything fell into AABA and 4 bars. He just said, well, about one minute of this is okay… For him it wasn’t about the rules but about the feeling, about how people would react and a deeper level than just the technical side. It was so exceptional because it didn’t come out of the blue. Rashied knew all the songs from Broadway. He used to hum and sing those tunes all the time back in the van. He had grown up with those tunes but wanted to transform those tunes into something else.”

Teepe professes an admiration for the writing of Wynton Marsalis, notably Black Codes (From The Underground) and Vince Mendoza and Bill Holman, both of whom Teepe worked with in orchestral projects. Teepe is also artistic advisor and teacher at the Prins Claus Conservatory in Groningen and brought countless American friends and colleagues over to The Netherlands for workshops and performances. He’s been traveling between his apartment in New York and his home in The Netherlands for many years. How long is the 62-year-old bassist going to keep up this relentless commuting? “I feel like a New Yorker, even if I’m here a lot of the time. I met my wife when I was living in New York twenty years ago. She lived there for some years, though she prefers Amsterdam. So, what can I say! It takes two to tango. My son is 14 and would love to live in New York. At any rate, I live the biggest part of my jazz life over there. When I walk into a club, everybody knows who I am. It’s not like that over here. I remember touring with Benny Golson. We played in the Bimhuis. So, Benny introduced me, saying something like, ‘on bass, it’s your homeboy… Joris Teepe. Well, three fourth of the audience didn’t know who I was.” Teepe laughs: “It’s twenty years ago. I’m a bit better known these days in The Netherlands, because I have been more active. I’ve found a nice balance of shuffling between New York and The Netherlands.”

Does his son play an instrument? Teepe, matter-of-factly: “He started out on piano, then switched to bass. He’s a great bass player. He’s a fast learner and grooves like mad. You may catch him playing Jaco Pastorius stuff from the top of his head, it’s crazy. But he doesn’t like to practice. It seems that he wants to quit. Obviously, he’s in puberty, so there you go. I’ve never put any pressure on him, it’s his own choice. He thinks twice because he sees the amount of traveling that I need to do. And all those old people sitting in the audience.”

Joris Teepe

Check out the website of Joris and his discography here: https://www.joristeepe.com/
Find The American Dream Today on Planet Arts here: https://www.planetarts.org/the-american-dream-today1.html

This Year’s Kissa

JAZZ KISSA – Jazz vinyl cocktail lounge Kissa Kissa in Brooklyn, New York is the first bonafide jazz kissa in the USA. A café based on the classic and modern Japanese jazz bar, which typically harbors a vintage collection of jazz records and welcomes customers intent on dedicated individual and communal listening. 

Kissa Kissa is located on 667 Franklin Ave in the Crown Heights part of Brooklyn, New York. Owners Danny and Nina de Zayas founded Kissa Kissa little under a year ago, a stylishly designed place with a collection of classic jazz records from labels as Blue Note, Prestige, Clef, Pacific Jazz, Contemporary, Riverside, Argo, Mode, Impulse, Bethlehem, Barclay, SABA, MPS, Atlantic, Pablo, Candid, ECM, Audio Fidelity and many more.

Danny says: “When I first came across the existence and history of Japanese jazz kissa, there was something about them which I found spellbinding. They have an ineffable charm – there is a beauty inherent to their existence. The cozy size. The celebration of this music which has meant so much to me since I was very young. The lack of artifice and pretension in favor of foregrounding the simple act of listening in community. The often aged proprietor who unlocks his door for a few hours a week, as though welcoming the world into his home.”

“My assumption was that it must have been replicated all over the world, especially in places with a history of supporting jazz like Copenhagen or Paris or NYC for that matter. But everyone I spoke to, people whose expertise I held in high regard, said that they had never seen it done. By this, I mean an exclusively jazz format, ideally all vinyl, with a focus on the listening experience, but without being a live music venue. I was flabbergasted! I’d be at Sam Records buying albums and Fred would say, ‘Nope, that doesn’t exist in France.’ I thought, well, maybe we just need to be the ones to do it.”

Looks like a classy reenactment of the source. Fascinated by American/Western culture, cafés in pre-war Japan played phonographs while promoting dancing and sexual services. As a reaction to these loud places, quieter spots cropped up with a more relaxed and refined atmosphere. The first jazz kissas (kissaten originally means tea-room that tends to a sophisticated crowd) were founded in the 1930’s.

The golden age of the jazz kissa is the 1950s/60/s/70s. Live music was scarce and it was difficult to obtain expensive imported records. The knowledgable patron functioned as host to a bohemian crowd and often lectured on the artists from the records that he spinned. The jazz kissa was an important source of information to students, journalists and musicians. It usually was located in a quiet part of the hipper neighborhoods of Tokyo, Osaka and Kyoto. Socio-cultural shifts resulted in various subgenres as swing, modern jazz and free jazz. Typically, the proprietor – or ‘master’ of the ‘tiny’ jazz kissa takes pride in hi-end gear.

Danny takes pride in a big record collection. He continues: “The records have all been individually purchased by me. Building a collection involves a high ratio of time spent to LPs acquired but, of course, the chase is half of the fun! The wall feels like a creature unto itself in some ways. There have been many magic moments watching people interact with it, often timidly at first, scanning spines, brushing a finger horizontally in search of a surname, a smile spilling wide at the sight of a particular title.”

“Record collections can be so oddly personal, can feel like such an extension of who we are – not just our proclivities and tastes but in a way that seems to reveal a deeper truth about our essential selves – and here this jazz kissa invites you to take a seat and explore that vulnerability. Perhaps that’s a bit hyperbolic but it does feel that way at times when I’m putting a playlist together or dropping the needle.”

The jazz kissa is a fascinating phenomenon still vibrant in Japan today. And being kick-started in the USA by Kissa Kissa by Danny, Nina and their team. One can only hope others follow suit and open up joints that promote individual tastes instead of standard corporate riffs. Who needs another Starbucks anyway?

Check out the website of Kissa Kissa here: https://www.kissakissa.us/

Wild Bill Davis Midnight To Dawn (RCA 1967)

Wild Bill, already seated behind the Hammond organ for approximately 25 years by 1967, is in top form.

Personnel

Wild Bill Davis (organ), Clayton Robert Brown (tenor saxophone), Dickie Thompson (guitar), Bobby Durham (drums)

Recorded

in 1967 at Grace’s Little Belmont, Atlantic City

Released

as RCA-3799 in 1967

Track listing

Side A: Let It Be / Soft Winds / Adoration / Little Tracy / Up Top / Side B: Manha De Carnaval / Cute / Summertime / Jive Samba / Straight No Chaser / Closing Theme: April In Paris

We’re writing 1967. William Stretchen Davis, a.k.a. Wild Bill Davis, born in Glasgow, Missouri, has come a long way. To the top, no less. Playing guitar at the start, he traveled to Chicago in the late 1930’s and was associated with Milt Larkin and Earl Hines. Two endeavors place him in the front ranks of music history. Davis was the pianist and arranger of the Louis Jordan band from 1945 to 1949. Singer and alto saxophonist Louis Jordan was the enormously popular pioneer of r&b and rock&roll. As such, Wild Bill played a big part in that development. Furthermore, Davis arranged April In Paris for Count Basie in 1955, a tremendous hit record.

Make that three. Settling on the East Coast in the early 1950’s, Davis focused exclusively on the organ. Coming out of the swing era, Davis approached the organ as a big ensemble. He used wide dynamic ranges, continually changing sound registrations and broad and layered harmonies which were directly derived from the five-part Kansas City saxophone sections. Ultimately, his trademark features as long suspended notes and the heavy vibration of the Leslie speaker would be picked up by the modernists, led by front-runner Jimmy Smith. Davis played the bass pedals with his left foot, which obviated the need for the service of the upright bass player. All this amounted to the invention of the organ trio format: organ, guitar and drums. It was subject to variation, duo, (added) saxophone, but the crux was a non-solo, bass-less, interactive group.

His classic group consisted of guitarist Floyd Smith (preceded shortly by Bill Jennings) and drummer Christopher Colombus, also a Louis Jordan-alumnus. Davis recorded singles on Okeh in the early 1950’s and his first long-playing records on Epic in the mid-fifties. The best-known is At Birdland, a live album at the famed ‘jazz corner of the world’ in New York City and a summary of the Davis aesthetic up to that point. A popular performer and recording artist, Davis would record on Imperial, Everest and Verve in the 1960’s.

A number of those were live albums. Besides At Birdland, there’s Live At Count Basie’s and Wild Bill And Johnny Hodges In Atlantic City on RCA from 1966, Wild Bill And Eddie “Lockjaw” Davis Live! Volume 1 & 2 on Black & Blue from 1976 and Wild Bill Davis Super Trio: That’s All featuring Plas Johnson on Jazz Connaisseur from 1990.

Finally, there’s Midnight To Dawn from 1967, also released on RCA. Marketing-wise, releasing three live albums in a period of less than two years is unusual, unfruitful one would think, but we’re better for it. At this time, in contrast with At Birdland, which was a one-way street of mid-and up-tempo swing tunes, Davis, although somewhat a dinosaur among the young lions of organ jazz by then, had progressed into a varied performer. A performer that usually stretched out and played long arrangements, but for the sake of the LP format resorted to concise tunes. Wouldn’t mind listening to one of those trademark long gigs. Perhaps a task for the jazz detectives of the contemporary flood of archival releases.

Midnight To Dawn’s got a lot going for it. Davis kicks off with Let It Be, a stately and funky gospel tune written by Davis and tenor saxophonist Clayton Robert Brown, a sermon that has the congregation stompin’ and screamin’ down the aisle. And, at the dawn’s surly light, he ends with Monk’s Straight No Chaser, a rousing climax underpinned by Davis’s subtle accompaniment and effective lines on the bass pedals.

In between, Davis, usually building up his dynamic swing stories, occasionally igniting sassy single lines, Brown, growling like Ben Webster on tenor sax, flexibly switching to flute, Dicky Thompson, mixing greasy licks and octaves on guitar, Bobby Durham, solid on drums, together alternate good grooves like Soft Winds with a lovely ballad, Davis/Brown’s Adoration, not to mention Wynton Kelly’s lively calypso Little Tracy.

Cannonball Adderley’s Jive Samba is a gas. Davis, a fan of the Adderley’s, had recorded the Bobby Timmons-written Adderley hit This Here on Dis Heah (This Here) earlier in 1961, a good record.

Midnight To Dawn is very good and exciting, a prime example of where Wild Bill was at.

Listen to Midnight To Dawn on YouTube here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6JR24F8AQ0&list=OLAK5uy_nTzqOfwQh6laR0XLdt-55EFQo8BmXjYVM&index=2

The Eric Ineke JazzXpress Swing Street: Plays The Music Of Cannonball Adderley (Timeless 2024)

Sharpshooters of The Eric Ineke JazzXpress are having a cannonball. 

Personnel

Nico Schepers (trumpet), Sjoerd Dijkhuizen (tenor saxophone), Tineke Postma (alto saxophone), Rob van Bavel (piano), Marius Beets (bass), Eric Ineke (drums)

Recorded

on June 26, 2024 at Studio De Smederij, Zeist

Released

as Timeless SJP495  in 2024

Track listing

Azule Serape / P. Book / Domination / Dizzy’s Business / Planet Earth / Jessica’s Birthday / Gemini / Work Song / The Chant / Unit 7

52nd Street in New York, Central Avenue in Los Angeles, 12th Street in Kansas City, Basin Street in New Orleans. Iconic jazz hubs in the history of jazz, long gone, figuratively speaking, due to various circumstances. The living, essential jazz streets in The Hague keep fighting for survival and keep the flame burning and Eric Ineke, veteran spider in the web of the young lion scene and, at the age of 77, internationally operating drum legend, is the epitome of Swing Street. Always swinging and enthusiastically living by the rules of his motto: hard bop lives!

Eric says: “The singer and photographer Jurjen Donkers was taking pictures of me in a little street behind (jazz-minded, FM)  Society De Witte in The Hague. When I saw the results, the title seemed appropriate and a good choice. Ultimately, swing is my thing.”

The latest recording of his quintet – a sextet here with the inclusion of alto saxophonist Tineke Postma, (she was also featured on What Kinda Bird Is This?) – is dedicated to Cannonball Adderley’s repertoire. It predominantly consists of compositions from the early/mid-1960’s, an interesting and fruitful period in Cannonball’s career, stimulated by excellent songwriting bandmates as Victor Feldman, Yusef Lateef, Sam Jones and colleagues Jimmy Heath and Quincy Jones.

Tantalizing stuff. Like for instance Lateef’s Trane-inspired P. Bouk, a showcase for the tenor saxophone of Sjoerd Dijkhuizen, a strong Northern wind. As ever, Dijkhuizen fluently and lively finds a spot between Mobley and Gordon, a must-hear cat, heir to great forerunners as Ferdinand Povel. Or Lateef’s Planet Earth, a green safe haven for Tineke Postma, who moves like a dragonfly, free and easy, and pianist Rob van Bavel, who is a slender and swifter version of Tarzan swinging from vine to vine, a phenomenal acrobat. On the album as a whole this European master pianist’s strong and richly layered left hand voicing is an important asset.

Feldman’s Azule Serape is an explosion of joyful sounds, propelled by the pulsating rhythm of maestro Ineke. The band succeeds to revive Nat Adderley’s chain gang classic Work Song (the odd tune from early Cannonball), set in motion by an intriguing Van Bavel intro, a seemingly unrelated groove that further down the road segues into the tune with proclamatory horn riffs. The band puts plenty fluent swing into Jessica’s Birthday by the late Quincy Jones, not least Belgian trumpeter Nico Schepers, nice ‘n’ dirty and with a full bright tone.

Cannonball Adderley’s Domination is a gem of merely 3 minutes, an outstanding ensemble piece and arrangement that features unison bass/alto and a bass solo by Marius Beets, who on this record, as is his custom, succeeds at being ‘The Dutch Ray Brown”, simultaneously bossy and supportive. All strong arrangements on Swing Street are by Beets, Van Bavel and Dijkhuizen.

Swing Street is farm-fresh hard bop and exciting from start to finish, really. For approximately eighteen years, The Eric Ineke JazzXpress has set the bar high for American like-minded hard-swinging outfits as One For All and Heavy Hitters. And there seems to be no end to its fervor.

Listen to Swing Street here: https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Eric+Ineke+Swing+Street

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Photos: Eric Ineke JazzXPress (Jurjen Donkers); Tineke Postma; Cannonball Adderley.