Today is Roswell Rudd’s 80th birthday. From Hotchkiss to Yale, Eli’s Chosen Six to the New York Art Quartet, Herbie Nichols to Archie Shepp, Steve […]
In tonight’s Jazz à la Mode, we’ll mourn the November 13 terrorist attacks against Paris and celebrate the special relationship that’s existed between American jazz musicians and the people of France since World War I.
Jazz Beat pays a visit to the Chairman of the Board. Tom Reney shares stories and favorite tunes from Frank Sinatra in advance of New England Public Radio’s Sinatra/Holiday Party on December 12th. More information about the party is at NEPR.net/sinatraholidayparty!
Toussaint was magisterial and confidently soft-spoken, and he possessed a piano lyricism of great depth and beauty. But he was unduly modest about his vocal abilities.
“My friends in Worcester said you could make twenty bucks a night there, so I’d go there on the Trailways bus with my dog…and I’d go hang out on the Clark University campus with my friend Paul Pena and play any number of seven or eight coffeehouses there every other weekend while I was in school.”
The great jazz vocalist Mark Murphy passed away in October. NEPR’s Tom Reney takes a look back on his career and influence.
I don’t think I’ve ever heard a Lou Donaldson performance I didn’t like. On record, in person, as a leader or sideman, Donaldson never fails to swing soulfully. Among the alto saxophonists who emerged after Charlie Parker had defined the new way…
Benny Golson composed “I Remember Clifford” in memory of his “friend forever,” Clifford Brown. They’d been colleagues in Tadd Dameron’s orchestra in 1953 and had played together on Philadelphia’s thriving jazz scene in the early fifties. This best known of jazz elegies was premiered in January 1957
How’s this for a “What are the odds?” moment with Mark Murphy? On a very hot Sunday afternoon in July 2004, my friend Steven Sussman and I were driving to New York to hear Lee Konitz. In addition to his career as a radiologist at Hartford Hospital and his work as a photographer…
I awoke the other morning out of a Zoot Sims dream. The tenor saxophonist was sitting in with a group of friends who were playing […]