The Jazz Voyager is heading to the airport to fly into Midway Airport in the Windy City to check out Greg Osby tomorrow at the infamous nightspot called the Green Mill Jazz Club. Located at 4802 N. Broadway St., Chicago, IL 60640 it is open from 12:00pm – 4:00am nightly and 5:00am on Saturdays.
Established in 1907 as Pop Morse’s Roadhouse, a bar and beer garden catering to mourners spilling from the nearby Graceland and Saint Boniface cemeteries. In 1910, the establishment became the Green Mill Gardens under the ownership of real estate developer Tom Chamales. During the Prohibition and Jazz Age years it was patronized by Al Capone and other mobsters and well-to-doers in Chicago and the clubs pedigree had no equal, proffering the best talent in the country.
The clubs notoriety has given it appearances in films like The Joker’s Wild, Ocean’s 12, V.I. Warshawski, The Lake House, High Fidelity, The Break-Up and Prelude to a Kiss.
All types of jazz music are featured at the Green Mill including traditional, bebop, improvisational, contemporary and avant-garde. For more info and reservations 773-878-5552.
The Jazz Voyager is regrettably leaving France and crossing the pond for the warm climates of Florida’s Space Coast and take in the great live jazz coming out of Heidi’s Jazz Club situated at 7 N Orlando Avenue in Cocoa Beach, 32931. This upscale hangout that opened in 1992 is connected to an Austrian restaurant and for the past twenty-five years has been serving up great jazz, drinks and atmosphere.
Performances are scheduled Wednesday through Sunday, with an open jam session on Sunday beginning at 7pm. Reservations are recommended at 321-783-4559 or at heidelbergcocoabeach.com/reservation/.
They say the best laid plans can change in the blink of an eye and oh, how true it is. I hopped a flight to Paris, France to catch my friend, saxophonist Mike Ellis and his group New Blue at the 45 Degrees Jazz Club. But sadly, another jazz venue has closed for good.
So since this Jazz Voyager has already landed in the City of Lights, I’m going to rent a car and drive four hours through the French countryside and see what I can discover that’s interesting as I head southwest to the coast for a little jazz on the water at the Piano Barge. Located in the Gulf of Morbihan in the small Breton city at Allée Loïc Caradec, 56000 Vannes, it is the best jazz club to emerge anywhere in the world these past two years.
An old boat turned into a chic bistro, Piano Barge is a dream come true for proprietress Dephine Grimont and the French jazz community. However, it does more than just host live sessions, some of its cabins are used as studios, with the goal of producing 20 to 30 new albums a year.
Reservations are recommended for the restaurant and can be made by calling +33 2 97 47 76 05. Open evenings from 6:00pm-12:00am Wednesday through Saturday.
Located at 56 Gold Street, 94133 this Jazz Voyager is catching a flight to San Francisco, California and looking forward to stepping into Bix Restaurant this weekend to experience going back in time to the opulence of prohibition. Jazz was the soundtrack of the 1920s and it’s the soundtrack of Bix. Situated in the Barbary Coast enclave down an alley, Bix welcomes pianists and vocalists Sunday through Thursdays and jazz trios Friday and Saturday night. This supper club has a swanky 1930s ambiance, live jazz & a dining room serving American-French cuisine. Reservations recommended: opentable.com or 415-433-6300.
The Jazz Voyager is heading off to the West Coast to hang out with the jazz heads at The Baked Potato at 3787 Cahuenga Boulevard, Studio City, California 91604. For more information 818-980-1615 or to get a preview of the menu visit thebakedpotato.com. Of course, they offers an array of baked potatoes as indicated in its name.
This storied, pint-sized jazz club is a prominent fixture on the boulevard and has been around since 1970 when it was opened by Don Randi. The house band is Don Randi and Quest, and over the years it has hosted many live recordings from jazz fusion artists. So it’s off into the wild blue yonder headed to the rustic digs of a West Coast jazz club to see who I’ll hear.