JAZZ POEMS

TRANE

Propped against the crowded bar

he pours into the curved and silver horn

his old unhappy longing for a home

the dancers twist and turn

he leans and wishes he could burn

his memories to ashes like some old notorious emperor

of rome, but no stars blazed across the sky when he was born

no wise men found his hovel, this crowded bar

when dancers twist and turn,

holds all the fame and recognition he will ever earn

on earth or heaven. He learn against the bar

and pours his old unhappy longing in the saxophone

KAMAU BRATHWAITE

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Blues For Harvey ~ Johnny Griffin | By Eddie Carter

It’s been a while since I listened to one of my favorite tenor saxophonists, Johnny Griffin, so I chose an album that became the inspiration for this morning’s discussion. Blues For Harvey (SteepleChase Records SCS-1004) is an excellent 1973 live date, and Johnny’s working with a stellar supporting cast: Kenny Drew on piano, Mads Vinding on bass, and Ed Thigpen on drums. My copy is the 1976 U.S. Stereo reissue (Inner City IC 2004). Johnny began his career in the forties playing the alto sax. He changed to tenor after joining Lionel Hampton’s Orchestra, and he’s played with Art Blakey, Eddie “Lockjaw” Davis, Kenny Clarke-Francy Boland Big Band and Thelonious Monk, to name a few.

The quartet begins the set with a trip to That Party Upstairs, the first of four by Johnny Griffin. The ensemble’s melody begins at an easy swing before stepping aside for Johnny’s lengthy opening statement. Kenny takes an interesting turn next; then Mads finishes with a carefree stroll ahead of the foursome’s theme restatement and close. Alone Again is a pretty ballad that Kenny introduces gently segueing into Johnny’s delicately tasteful theme and opening chorus. The pianist follows with an elegantly stylish interpretation; then, Mads makes a few intimate remarks preceding Griff’s return for a touching theme reprise and finale.

Side Two starts with Soft and Furry. Griff and Mads open with a dialogue over Ed’s soft supplement into the quartet’s haunting theme. Johnny opens the solos with an exceptionally rich tone. Kenny takes an exquisite performance next, and then Mads gives a tender interpretation before the tenor and bass reappear to lead the foursome to a beautiful climax. Blues For Harvey is dedicated to the Montmartre bartender, Harvey Sand. Griff sets the tone in the introduction and the quartet’s melody. Johnny takes the lead in an incredibly fleet interpretation. Kenny adds a bit of fire and drive in the second reading, and Ed has a vigorous exchange with the leader, leading to the ensemble’s brisk conclusion.

Rhythm-A-Ning by Thelonious Monk starts with the foursome’s quirky theme before Johnny takes flight with a speedy interpretation that seamlessly switches to The Theme before the song ends with Griff’s introduction of the quartet. Johnny Griffin and Nils Winther produced Blues For Harvey, and Nils also did double duty behind the dials of the recording. The album’s sound quality is good for a seventies live date, placing the listener in the Montmartre audience, and the quartet’s performance is enjoyable throughout. If you’re a fan of Griff’s playing or in the mood for hard bop, I offer for your consideration, Blues For Harvey by Johnny Griffin. It’s a little-known release in his extensive discography deserving of greater recognition and worthy of checking out for a spot in your library!

© 2024 by Edward Thomas Carter



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CANARY For Michael S. Harper

Billie Holiday’s burned voice

had as many shadows as lights,

a mournful candelabra against a sleek piano,

the gardenia her signature under the ruined face.

(Now you’re cooking, drummer to bass,

magic spoon, magic needle.

Take all day if you have to

with your mirror and your bracelet of song.)

Fact is, the invention of women under seige

has been to sharpen love in the service of myth.

If you can’t be free, be a mystery.

RITA DOVE

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Night Work ~ Sonny Stitt And The Giants | By Eddie Carter 

As a teenager growing up in the late sixties and early seventies, I was exposed to and enjoyed many different jazz saxophonists, thanks to my Mom and my uncles Ben, Bob, Emmanuel, and Mr. Leo Mintz. Sonny Stitt has always been one of my favorites. He enters this morning’s spotlight with Night Work (Black Lion Records BLP 30154) by Sonny Stitt and The Giants. It was initially recorded in 1967 but not released until 1974. Sonny Stitt is featured on alto sax (A1, A2, B1, B4), and the other giants are Howard McGhee (tracks: A1, A2, B3, B4) on trumpet, Walter Bishop Jr. on piano, Tommy Potter on bass, and Kenny Clarke on drums. My copy is the U.S. Stereo release (Black Lion BL-307).

The opener, Night Work by Howard McGhee, is an upbeat invitation to sit back, relax and ride the rhythm of the ensemble’s swift melody into Sonny’s opening solo. Howard has the next spot and delivers the goods with considerable agility, followed by Walter’s impeccably delivered reading. Howard and Sonny join forces to exchange a few ideas together before Kenny joins their conversation, leading to the reprise and ending. Matter Horns by the team of Eiger and Jungfrau slows the pace to mid-tempo for Stitt’s easygoing theme and relaxing opening statement. Howard comes in next with a pleasantly flowing solo. Walter continues the bluesy groove in the third reading. Tommy and Kenny add a great deal of pleasure to the next two interpretations ahead of the quintet, trading a few riffs together before the climax.

The second side starts with a gorgeous quartet rendition of Loverman by Jimmy Davis, Roger Ramirez, and Jimmy Sherman. It is a beautiful jazz standard that Sonny and the rhythm section begin with their exquisite melody. Sonny captures the standard’s delicacy and tenderness in the song’s lone interpretation preceding the foursome’s elegant conclusion. Both horns take a break for the rhythm section’s lovely version of Satin Doll by Duke Ellington, Billy Strayhorn, and Johnny Mercer. Walter shows a great deal of respect to Duke as he leads the trio through the introduction and melody. He continues making a personal impression on the song’s solo while Tommy and Kenny provide the support ahead of the theme’s restatement and close.

Howard steps into the spotlight with the rhythm section for Don’t Blame Me by Jimmy McHugh and Dorothy Fields. The trumpeter’s piercing tone penetrates the introduction before settling down for a pretty melody. Howard has an exceptionally fine spot as the song’s only soloist, complemented by the trio’s accompaniment culminating in a tender finale. Hello by Howard McGhee brings the album to a close and this song will remind listeners of Milt Jackson’s Bags’ Groove. McGhee’s muted trumpet shares the duties with Stitt during the melody. McGhee steps up first with an excellent muted solo. Bishop gets something cooking in the second statement, and then Stitt takes the spotlight next. Clarke gets the last word in an exchange with both horns ahead of the theme’s reprise and ending.

Alan Bates produced Night Work, and Helmuth Kolbe was behind the dials of the recording. The album’s sound quality is quite good with a solid soundstage that transports the listener to the studio as the musicians are playing. Sonny Stitt was one of the best jazz saxophonists, with a career lasting nearly four decades and a recorded discography of over one hundred albums. He was also proficient on the tenor sax and baritone sax. This is one of his best records, in my opinion, and if you are in the mood for a great sax album, I invite you to check out Night Work by Sonny Stitt and The Giants on your next record-shopping trip. If you’re looking to start a collection of his music, it’s worth seeking out for your library and a title I’m sure you’ll enjoy!

~ Don’t Blame Me, Loverman, Satin Doll – Source: JazzStandards.com

© 2024 by Edward Thomas Carter



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THE DAY LADY DIED

It is 12:20 in New York a Friday

three days after Bastille Day, yes

it is 1959 and I go get a shoeshine

because I will get off the 4:19 in Easthampton

at 7:15 and then go straight to dinner

and I don’t know the people who will feel me

I walk up the muggy street beginning to sun

and have a hamburger and a malted and buy

an ugly NEW WORLD WRITING to see what the poets

in Ghana are doing these days

I go on to the bank

and Miss Stillwagon (first name Linda I once heard)

doesn’t even look up my balance for once in her life

and in the GOLDEN GRIFFIN I get a little Verlaine

for Patsy with drawings by Bonnard although I do

think of Hesiod, trans. Richmond Lattimore or

Brendan Behan’s new play or Le Balcon or Les Nègres

of Genet, but I don’t, I stick with Verlaine

after practically going to sleep with quandariness

and for Mike just stroll into the PARK LANE

Liquor Store and ask for a bottle of Strega and

then I go back where I came from to 6th Avenue

and the tobacconist in the Ziegfeld Theatre and

casually ask for a carton of Gauloises and a carton

of Picayunes, and a NEW YORK POST with her face on it

and I am sweating a lot by now and thinking of

leaning on the john door in the FIVE SPOT

while she whispered a song along the keyboard

to Mal Waldron and everyone and I stopped breathing

FRANK O’HARA

SUITE TABU 200

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