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Jazz Piano Giants Spanning the Years |
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By PHILLIP LUTZ
OVER the past decade and a half, the Litchfield Jazz Festival in Kent and the Caramoor Jazz Festival in Katonah, N.Y., have reliably presented a selection of top players. But this year, taken together — both festivals are running from Aug. 6 to 8 — they are offering more: a multigenerational history of jazz piano featuring the giants who made it.
Four months from his 90th birthday, Dave Brubeck will bring his quartet to Litchfield on Aug. 6. Mr. Brubeck, who in December received the Kennedy Center Honors only months after a serious illness, said he was now in fine fettle, restricted from flying long distances but fully able to lead his group through tunes like “Take Five,” the hit in 5/4 time that helped bring odd meters into the jazz mainstream in the 1950s.
Since those early days, Mr. Brubeck has branched out, producing ambitious works for orchestra and chorus that have been performed throughout the world. He gets special satisfaction, he said, from a symphonic piece inspired by Ansel Adams’s photographs of the Yosemite Valley, not far from where he grew up in California. Written with his son, Chris Brubeck, the piece had its premiere last year.
But while Mr. Brubeck is working on several writing projects, including a torch song and a film score, it is the material from his landmark 1959 album “Time Out” to which he inevitably returns with his quartet — featuring the saxophonist Bobby Militello, the bassist Michael Moore and the drummer Randy Jones — and which he thinks will elicit the most response at Litchfield.
“They all want to hear ‘Blue Rondo à la Turk,’ ‘Take Five,’ ” he said. “Some nights we play ‘Three to Get Ready.’ That’s what the audience loves.”
Like Mr. Brubeck, Chick Corea, 69, was at the forefront of an experimental movement, collaborating with Miles Davis and later leading his own band, Return to Forever, as they turned toward electronics to fuse jazz and rock. Starting in the 1970s, Mr. Corea enjoyed great success with the band, ultimately seeing his innovations, like Mr. Brubeck’s 20 years earlier, become part of the jazz lexicon.
But Mr. Corea, who early on played with musicians like the saxophonist Stan Getz and the flutist Herbie Mann, has often returned to acoustic music. That is what he will be making when he leads his aptly named Freedom Band — the saxophonist Kenny Garrett, the bassist Christian McBride and the drummer Roy Haynes — in his small-group debut at Caramoor on Aug. 8.
Mr. Corea, who won raves for a solo turn at Caramoor last October, said that the band members would allow themselves maximum latitude. While drawing on jazz standards — he cited Thelonius Monk’s “Blue Hawk” and “Monk’s Dream” as group favorites — their improvisations might at any point refer only obliquely to a song’s chord changes, meter or overall form.
“The band is comfortable floating in and out of structure,” he said, noting that the musicians had developed an unspoken agreement on their approach to standards, starting a decade ago when all four first worked together. “If you know what’s coming, it gets to be boring. So you try to create situations where there are unknowns. You’re kind of skating out there.”
Mr. Corea is among the musicians cited as influences by Mulgrew Miller, 54, who will be the lone act on opening night at Caramoor. Mr. Corea, in turn, praised Mr. Miller for the fluency of his playing — honed as a sideman with the singer Betty Carter, the trumpeter Woody Shaw and the drummers Art Blakey and Tony Williams — and as an influential leader in own right.
Mr. Miller, who led a sextet at Caramoor two years ago, will be playing with a trio this year. He said that the group, with Ivan Taylor on bass and Rodney Green on drums, will mix his originals — among them “When I Get There,” an angular blues, and “Carousel,” a lush waltz — with popular standards like Harold Arlen’s “A Sleepin’ Bee.”
Compared with the Freedom Band, Mr. Miller’s trio might adhere more strongly to structure in the treatment of standards. Mr. Miller, who deepened his appreciation of classic form playing with the Duke Ellington band in his early 20s, said he would most likely state the theme and take improvised choruses before returning to the theme.
“I believe in giving due respect to the melody, playing it as true as possible,” he said. “As far as I’m concerned, a solo is a creative process that improves the melody. That’s why they call it improvising.”
The festivals are representing the Cuban tradition with three pianists who boast a bucketful of awards among them. Arturo O’Farrill Jr. and Chuchito Valdés, scions of musical dynasties, will lead big bands at Litchfield and Caramoor, respectively; Elio Villafranca will lead a quintet at Caramoor. Mr. O’Farrill, whose father was from Cuba, just turned 50; Mr. Valdés and Mr. Villafranca, both natives of Cuba, are in their 40s.
But the youngest pianist to lead a group at either festival will be Gerald Clayton, 26, who will bring a trio to Litchfield on Aug. 7. Mr. Clayton said he admired Mr. Miller’s sense of flow, and that could be reflected in the architecture of his sets, intimate efforts — the pianist and his band mates, the bassist Joe Sanders and the drummer Justin Brown, live in the same Harlem building — that often yield an uninterrupted stream of ideas with little pause between tunes.
Mr. Clayton already claims an impressive résumé, having played Caramoor last summer and led groups in the best clubs. He enjoys acceptance in the small circle of top-rank pianists — he once played in a four-piano extravaganza with Mr. Miller, Kenny Barron and Benny Green — and the kind of approval from historians that sometimes heralds a major career.
“Clayton is terrific of the young players coming up,” Mr. Morgenstern said. “He’s really gifted.” |
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Hewing to Tradition, Straining Against Limits |
Sachal Vasandani seemed to want to take requests for his encore at Joe’s Pub on Wednesday night, but consensus proved elusive. So after some dithering, he left the choice to his pianist, Jeb Patton, who picked “I Remember You.” That standard had been faintly foreshadowed, to anyone paying attention: Mr. Vasandani interposed its melody during his set closer, briefly planting Johnny Mercer’s lyrics in unfamiliar soil.
Sachal Vasandani paid tribute to jazz vocal traditions, as well as R&B’s, at Joe’s Pub on Wednesday night, and briefly digressed into swing.
This was a typical exchange for Mr. Vasandani, a young singer with a flexible grasp of jazz traditions. The passing allusion, the spry rearrangement, the trust placed in his sidemen: all par for the course. And as one of only a handful of standards in the set, and Mr. Vasandani’s sole concession to swing, “I Remember You” completed the show, while underscoring the restless straining behind it.
With his two albums on the Mack Avenue label — “Eyes Wide Open,” from 2007, and “We Move,” from last year — Mr. Vasandani has made his case for a limber, pop-literate, semi-confessional strain of modern jazz singing. Within his peer group, he’s more like Jamie Cullum than Michael Bublé, though his style is more interior than either of theirs, and truer to a jazz impulse of melodic elaboration.
Wednesday’s set confirmed his fealty to an older reference point, the mercurial vocalist Mark Murphy, and to Mr. Murphy’s best inheritor, Kurt Elling. Offering his take on the Hubert Laws soul-jazz staple “No More,” Mr. Vasandani took all sorts of Murphyesque liberties, swooping up to hit odd intervals. (The lyrics were by Jon Hendricks, also in the pantheon.) His version of Cole Porter’s “I Get a Kick Out of You,” backed by Mr. Patton, was the picture of cool moderation, informed by Mr. Elling’s work on similar fare.
One of the best lessons to take from this tributary of the jazz-vocal mainstream is an emphasis on musicianship, and Mr. Vasandani does his part. He shared the spotlight with his working band — Mr. Patton, the bassist Joe Sanders and the drummer Quincy Davis — and a pair of guests, the trumpeter Ambrose Akinmusire and the saxophonist John Ellis. The whole crew was featured on a swaggering new original, “Babe’s Blues.”
Less fortunately, there were forays into an ersatz R&B style, essentially smooth jazz. (This is where Mr. Elling’s lodestar can lead one astray.) “There Are Such Things,” a wartime chestnut, fell victim to this treatment, as did “Heartbeat,” an earnest original. “Please Mr. Ogilvy,” another original, never had a chance.
In the end, Mr. Vasandani’s most touchingly restrained singing came on folksier fare: one original and one song by Sonya Kitchell, who joined him onstage with an acoustic guitar. Was it because of the songs themselves or because he felt liberated from his function as a jazz singer? At this point he may not know the answer himself.
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Bond Created by Blues and Big Band |
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Dan England
Greeley Tribune, Colo.
Apr. 24–John Clayton sat in between the two Jeffs on Friday afternoon and called them his brothers. If you didn’t know their history, you might do a double take.
Sure, the guy on the right looked like John’s brother, and Jeff Clayton is his brother. But that other guy? Well, not only is his skin tone a bit, well, lighter, but Jeff Hamilton has this curly, graying hair. He doesn’t, in fact, look anything like John.
That’s Hamilton, his bond with the Claytons isn’t by blood. It’s by blues and big band. It’s a musical bond that created the Clayton-Hamilton Jazz Orchestra, a band whose appearance at the UNC/Greeley Jazz Festival was so popular a couple years ago, organizers brought it back this year. And the band sold out the Union Colony Civic Center again Friday night as the headliner, drawing nearly 1,600.
When the trio first formed the band, critics said an orchestra with three leaders wouldn’t work.
“Here we are 25 years later,” John said Friday afternoon, and then he did the raspberry.
Those critics didn’t know the history of how Hamilton met John at Indiana University, and how they liked each other almost immediately, to the point where when John went to Holland for five years to hone his writing chops and play bass, he kept calling Hamilton and telling them he just wrote this great chart and that he hoped to play it with him one day because Hamilton would just kill on it.
Of course, before he left, John and Hamilton would sit in their dorm room and dream about forming their own big band while they listened to the best the world had to offer, such as the Thad Jones/Mel Lewis, Count Basie and Woody Herman big bands. (John, in fact, later wrote for Basie, and Hamilton played for Herman’s band and will take part in a tribute to him tonight at the jazz festival).
The three were not afraid to show their admiration for each other. John said Friday night that he “adored” Hamilton, and called him his favorite drummer, before he shared equally glowing words for his brother. It got so bad throughout the day and night that at one point Hamilton seemed a little sick about it, especially when he was praising John’s ability to juggle his playing with his ability to crank out tune after tune on the road.
“He’s a total drag on the road. That’s how he does it. He doesn’t hang out,” Hamilton said. “It’s pretty phenomenal to watch him juggle all that. Wait, he’s never heard all this from me. I’m almost breaking up here.”
But the close relationships are important to John, who admires his fellow players’ attitudes as well as their abilities.
“I have to play every beat with the drummer as a bass player,” he said, “and if I can’t talk with that person, I won’t play with him.”
John also enjoys writing for specific members of the band. That’s a big reason why the band hasn’t changed much since the three started it 25 years ago, save for the members who have passed away. Who wouldn’t want to be in a band whose composer writes a piece specifically for you? Hamilton said.
“In our band, you don’t quit,” Jeff Clayton said. “You die.”
One of those longtime members is Snooky Young, a trumpeter known for his prowess with the plunger mute and who’s played for more than 70 years in all those great bands Hamilton and John listened to at Indiana. Snooky got his chance right away Friday night, after John opened the show by playing his bass with a bow, before he set it aside and directed the group into a Basie-like swing that practically dripped with history. And as Snooky played one of his muted solos, probably for the millionth time, the other guys in the band punctuated it with an “uh huh” or an “aw yeah.”
The band loves playing the classics, even if they’re arranged with a modern twist by John. The band blazed through a number on Friday that appeared on Dizzy Gillespie’s record “Sonny Side Up” before slowing it down on a tune written by John for Hamilton to show off his renowned brush work in a tune that got the band its first Grammy nomination, an original called “Brush This.”
Hamilton said earlier in a phone interview that the guys look out for each other, and not just when they’re playing. If they haven’t gotten together in a while, Hamilton’s phone eventually starts ringing, wondering when they can rehearse or maybe play a new John Clayton tune. “Maybe he wrote one for me,” they say to him.
“Everyone in the band has that same passion for music,” Hamilton said.
Though it may have sounded like it, what the band did Friday night was not magic. It was just the effort of three guys who enjoyed being around each other and decided to go for a dream in a dorm room.
“We didn’t listen to the naysayers,” Jeff Clayton said. “There’s no such thing. If you’re playing music, you’re in control.” |
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Honoring Dizzy Gillespie With a Mix of Many Styles |
Published: April 2, 2010
Twenty years ago the pianist Danilo Perez was a precocious member of Dizzy Gillespie’s United Nation Orchestra, a clutch of musicians from the Americas and the Caribbean. That appointment, which ended with Gillespie’s death in 1993, was formative: Mr. Perez has said it gave him the conviction to seek out his own personal amalgam of jazz and Latin music, and in particular the folk music of his native Panama. From Gillespie, bebop’s peerless trumpet ambassador, he also learned a few things about the art of engaging an audience, even (or especially) when presenting them with a challenge.
All of which is worth remembering as Mr. Perez presides over 21st Century Dizzy, his new touring project, at the Jazz Standard this weekend. On its face it’s a scaled-back, updated iteration of the United Nation Orchestra, featuring the trumpeter Amir ElSaffar, the saxophonists David Sánchez and Rudresh Mahanthappa, the bassist Ben Street, the drummer Adam Cruz and the percussionist Jamey Haddad. In its first set on Thursday night, the group was a study in roiling energy and collective incantation.
Repertory, for Mr. Perez, doesn’t insist on any granite certainties. The program included three of Gillespie’s best-known compositions but they came in altered states, augmented or transmogrified. Meaningfully, too, Mr. Perez began with “Suite for the Americas,” a flash-point opus from his own 2000 album, “Motherland” (Verve). Its unpacking was a bit messy, but the solos, by each member of the front line, were fiery and focused. Mr. Perez, broadly smiling, fed the heat with his two-handed chordal attack.
Aside from Mr. Perez and Mr. Sánchez, who hails from Puerto Rico, everyone in 21st-century Dizzy was born in the continental United States. In terms of nationality, then, it doesn’t try to emulate the United Nation band. Nor, more problematically, did it improve on a couple of already-hybridized products in the Gillespie canon.
“Manteca,” an Afro-Cuban standard written with Chano Pozo, was outfitted here with an extra beat, which felt not only needless but also counterproductive, adding weight and drag. “Con Alma” had a similarly elongated cadence, and the musicians seemed to be feeling their way through it, along with the audience. (Mr. Perez tried to sweeten the deal with a preliminary singalong, impishly leaving out instructions about the song or key.)
By contrast, there was nothing slack about an arrangement of “Salt Peanuts” by Mr. Mahanthappa, who has lately specialized in a serious jazz engagement with Indian music. The tune started with a scalar prelude, played by trumpet and alto saxophone in prayerful unison, before the onset of a dronelike ostinato. Then came a shift into surging cycles of rhythm, which carried the melody like a raft over tumbling rapids.
Mr. Mahanthappa improvised heroically here, with a choppy flow and an almost serrate intonation. Mr. Perez, taking over, nudged the rhythm section into a walking swing, but his solo brought only partial release: he spent much of his time circling around the tonal center of the tune, as if regarding it fondly but warily.
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Gerald Clayton in InTune Monthly |
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Gerald Clayton,a prince of jazz gets ready to step out, and step up. Jazz bassist John Clayton’s young son Gerald—a member of the Clayton Brothers Quintet and a pianist who has played with Diana Krall, Clark Terry, Roy Hargrove, Kenny Barron, and many others—took his trio to New York to play the storied Village Vanguard in February. That gig, along with a Grammy nomination for Best Improvised Solo and the re-release of his solo debut album Two-Shade (originally put out by the fan-funded organization ArtistShare) on Universal’s Emarcy imprint, has shone a spotlight on a very creative and technically proficient jazz musician. There is no doubt that we will be happily listening to Gerald Clayton for a long time. |
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