October 7, 2010

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It's 62 today for Roomful's daddy, bluesman Duke Robillard
posted 10-4-2010 - 10:00 pm

Mercy me, it's Duke Robillard's birthday. How did I almost miss that?? For those of you not in the know, Robillard is one of our most accomplished living blues guitarists and the co-founder of one of my favorites, the four-decade-old Roomful Of Blues. Along the way, he's stretched out into jump jive, jazz, swing, rockabilly, and rock 'n' roll, playing with the likes of Jimmy Witherspoon, Earl King, Pinetop Perkins, Ronnie Earl, John Hammond, Snooks Eaglin, Dr. John, Big Joe Turner, and Eddie “Cleanhead” Vinson as well as jazz guitarist Herbie Ellis, pianist Jay McShann, saxophonist Scott Hamilton, and that other eclectic, hard to pin down guy, Bob Dylan. All of which makes Robillard an elder statesman of American roots music. ...

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Happy Mel Tormé's birthday!
posted 9-13-2010 - 11:25 pm

It's Velvet Fog Day. Were he still here with us, Mel Tormé would be a venerable 85 years old today. As it is, Tormé died in 1999 at the age of 73, but his music lives on. And he was a Chicagoan, born and bred, so I'm happy to write a few words about my jazz homeboy. ...

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The top 40 songs I want to hear on True Blood

posted 9-13-2010 - 2:53 pm

Now don’t get your vampy black lace panties in a twist: this is not going to be a list of top-40 rock, hip-hop or other popular songs aimed at your favorite vampire drama on HBO. Far from it (I’m a responsible deejay, okay?). But when I decided to put together a top-10 list of tunes I’d like to hear on True Blood, well, there were just so many good blues and R&B songs to choose from that the list got out of hand. ...

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Happy Count Basie's birthday!
posted 8-21-2010 - 10:00 pm

The Kid from Red Bank, NJ, William James 'Count' Basie, was born 106 years ago today. Oscar Peterson's birthday was last Sunday, the 15th. Both are long gone now, Basie having died in 1984 and Peterson in 2007, but they left behind a wealth of wonderful recordings. But as good as those recordings are, Basie and Peterson were two swingin' piano players who were best heard live, and BBC television caught them together, playing this take of Jumpin' At The Woodside with the Basie band. ...

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Missing Dick Buckley
posted 7-27-2010 - 5:52 am

Dick Buckley died last Thursday in Oak Park. He’ll be buried today. His death prompts reflection on the unobtrusive but pervasive influence his broadcasts have had on my life. Strange, considering we never met, but you have to really love jazz to understand. He’s been off the air for two years, yet I still can’t listen to Duke Ellington’s “Skin Deep” (Dick’s usual sign-on song) or Benny Goodman’s “Goodbye” (with which he often ended his broadcasts) without thinking of him. ...

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October 4, 2010

It's 62 today for Roomful's daddy, bluesman Duke Robillard
posted 10-4-2010 - 10:00 pm

Mercy me, it's Duke Robillard's birthday. How did I almost miss that?? For those of you not in the know, Robillard is one of our most accomplished living blues guitarists and the co-founder of one of my favorites, the four-decade-old Roomful Of Blues. Along the way, he's stretched out into jump jive, jazz, swing, rockabilly, and rock 'n' roll, playing with the likes of Jimmy Witherspoon, Earl King, Pinetop Perkins, Ronnie Earl, John Hammond, Snooks Eaglin, Dr. John, Big Joe Turner, and Eddie “Cleanhead” Vinson as well as jazz guitarist Herbie Ellis, pianist Jay McShann, saxophonist Scott Hamilton, and that other eclectic, hard to pin down guy, Bob Dylan. All of which makes Robillard an elder statesman of American roots music.

Way back in 1967, when yours truly was but an un-bluesified little schoolgirl, Robillard and guitarist Al Copley formed Roomful out in – whoa, wait: Westerly, Rhode Island?!? Yup, you got it. And the New England music scene was never the same again. Little did the world know it was witnessing the birth of one of the most enduring and well loved groups in American blues.

Although Roomful started out as a more prosaic, local contemporary blues-rock band, Robillard soon transformed them into a lively jump, blues and swing band, anticipating the swing and jump-jive revival by more than a decade. Within three years, he'd added a horn section to the original quartet. Under his tenure as guitarist and bandleader, Roomful became a finely honed nine-piece ensemble sharp and tight enough to gig with Count Basie, who was an avowed fan. Their self-titled debut album came out in 1977. Here's a clip of "Honey Hush" from that same album, with Duke on the vocal and Big Joe Turner sitting in:




Duke hung out with Roomful for 12 years before moving on to play first with Robert Gordon of rockabilly fame, then with the Legendary Blues Band (composed of former Muddy Waters sidemen). He formed the Duke Robillard Band in 1981, which morphed into Duke Robillard & The Pleasure Kings and lasted until 1990, when Robillard joined Austin-based The Fabulous Thunderbirds to replace departing guitarist Jimmie Vaughan, older brother of Stevie Ray Vaughan. Duke stayed with the T-Birds until 1993.

That same year, Robillard signed on with Stony Plain records, a Canadian independent label that's pretty much let him record whatever he wants. And it's been good: since then, he's released at least 10 solo albums with Stony Plain and has produced and performed on others, including two each with Kansas City greats Jimmy Witherspoon and Jay McShann, two duet albums with jazz guitarist Herb Ellis, comeback CDs for Billy Boy Arnold and Rosco Gordon, and an excellent jump blues album entitled Oh, My! (1999) with The Rockin' Highliners, a Canadian band.

Although some critics put Robillard's style in the vein of T-Bone Walker, whom he certainly admires (2004's Blue Mood is a tribute to T-Bone), Duke's discography demonstrates that he can play in pretty much any style he wants, and very well, too. Guitar Groove-A-Rama (2006) amply demonstrates his versatility as well as showcasing his large guitar collection. Last year's outing, Stomp! The Blues Tonight, finds him returning to jump blues and early R&B, shining all the way. And this year's release, Passport To The Blues, reaches back to a fine collection of straight-ahead blues.

More recently, Robillard joined up with vocalist Sunny Crownover, who appears on Stomp!, occasionally performing with her group, Sunny and Her Joy Boys. Robillard was initially interested in recording an album with her of songs of the '30s and '40s swing era, for which Crownover's voice is a good match; the result was Introducing Sunny and Her Joy Boys (2009). Although the musicianship is fine for all the instrumentalists, the album got an underwhelmed response – possibly because despite her sweet, pristine voice, Ms. Crownover fails to deliver enough oomph to really qualify as a jazz singer. Ivie Anderson or Ella Fitzgerald she's not. Still, the material's easy on the ears.

This didn't put Robillard off from a second collaboration. Crownover is his protege, and this year's joint effort is a tribute album to Les Paul and Mary Ford, exotically titled Tales From The Tiki Lounge (2010). I'll stipulate right now that Les Paul was deservedly known as a talented guitarist, but he was never to my taste. Unsurprisingly, then, Tales From The Tiki Lounge won't make it into my collection, either, because many of the numbers Paul and Ford recorded together sounded very much alike, kitschy, and not at all jazzy. They're an acquired taste. Which is also true of Crownover's and the Joy Boys' renditions of the same tunes. Unlike the songs on their first recording, these sound dated. Even "Sway," which got such a fun, sexy reinterpretation from The Pussycat Dolls, is curiously choppy, halting and flat here.

Robillard's rep as a blues guitarist, however, remains intact. He has two Grammy nominations (2007 for Guitar Groove-A-Rama and 2010 for Stomp! The Blues Tonight). He's been nominated for best blues guitarist of the year eight times in the last 10 years by the Blues Foundation and has won four times (2000, 2001, 2003, 2004). He can dig down into a deep, soulful groove as well as anyone. Although his voice is nothing special, which can be said of many a blues guitarist, it serves him well enough when coupled with his burning guitar licks. And he tours regularly, to good effect and satisfied crowds. He's at the top of his game.

Here's an example of Duke stretching out recently in a blues mood:




There are those who consider Duke Robillard's jazz guitar work so good that they'd put him up against even Django Reinhardt as best jazz guitarist ever. I wouldn't go that far (I suppose that depends in part on whether or not you're a fan of gypsy jazz or 'hot' jazz; scandalously, I'm not a big Django fan, given that gypsy jazz is usually much too fast to dance to, and the best jazz bands of the classic era never forgot they were dance bands first and foremost). I like Barney Kessel, Herb Ellis, Pat Metheny, Joe Pass, and Larry Coryell far too much to put Robillard ahead of them, but the blues master is certainly deservedly in their company as far as musicianship is concerned. You can judge for yourself by checking out Rounder's compilation CD, Duke Robillard Plays Jazz (1997), or either of the duet albums with Herb Ellis, Conversations in Swing Guitar (1999) and More Conversations in Swing Guitar (2003). There are few surprises, but it's enjoyable listening.

In the end, it's not the ranking or genre that matters about Robillard's recordings so much as the man's music and whether or not he can make you feel it. Duke Robillard can, and that's why I love his work, and Roomful Of Blues in its various permutations. This is the stuff that makes you want to move. To paraphrase that aging rock savant Neil Young: When I dance, I can really love. The music, that is.

September 13, 2010

Happy Mel Tormé's birthday!
posted 9-13-2010 - 11:25 pm

It's Velvet Fog Day. Were he still here with us, Mel Tormé would be a venerable 85 years old today. As it is, Tormé died in 1999 at the age of 73, but his music lives on. And he was a Chicagoan, born and bred, so I'm happy to write a few words about my jazz homeboy.

Born 10 years too late to become a big band singer, Tormé may have been pegged as a crooner early on, but he became a true jazz singer in short order. According to critic William Ruhlmann on Allmusic.com, Tormé did it "by being more appealing to the jazz audience, which responded to his obvious affection for the style and his talent for jazz singing (he was bested only by Louis Armstrong and Ella Fitzgerald in his ability to scat)." Tormé also made it his job to keep improving his vocal technique throughout his lifetime.

Actually, Mel Tormé is the closest thing we have to a Renaissance man in jazz: as noted on Allmusic, his accomplishments included acting in more than a dozen feature films and on radio and television (not all of the roles included singing, either); hosting radio and TV shows; and writing television dramas, numerous articles for periodicals including Down Beat and The New York Times, and six published books of fiction, biography, and music criticism. He was also the musical advisor for The Judy Garland Show on television during the 1960s, which your parents or grandparents probably watched. In addition to being a singer, arranger, and prolific songwriter with more than 250 songs to his credit, Tormé was also one hell of drummer (see the video clip below). Still, most people know him best as the guy who wrote "The Christmas Song."


Mel Tormé and the Frank Wess Orchestra, 1990




Tormé held his own as a scat singer against the likes of Ella and Jon Hendricks. His scatting was expert and, like Ella's, always exuberant. His ballad style far outdid did common crooners like Perry Como and Andy Williams, as evidenced on his pairing during the 1980s with pianist George Shearing. The their two "Top Drawer" albums and several other records beautifully showcased the best of these two artists' respective talents. The rarely performed "How Do You Say Auf Wiedersehen?" on the first of those recordings is a particularly lovely rendition of the Johnny Mercer song, and Tormé's take of "Stardust" is the most aching, haunting version I've ever heard. The album also won a Grammy.

Tormé came to the attention of other jazz musicians early. He was 15 when he auditioned for bandleader Harry James. At the audition, the young Mel presented James with a song he'd written himself, "Lament To Love." James didn't take on Tormé, considering him too young, but he did use the song, which the band recorded for Columbia. The tune gave the band a week-long spot at #10 on the jazz charts in August of 1941. At 16, Tormé droppped out of high school and joined Ben Pollack's band as a vocalist and drummer. It was his first real jazz gig, and he worked pretty much steadily for five decades after that.


Ella and Mel at the 18th Grammy Awards, February 1976




At the age of 21, Tormé was already gigging in nightclubs. They would be his primary venue, along with concert halls and jazz festivals later in life. Even though his songbook went out of style on the pop charts by the 1960s, Tormé just persisted in singing the jazz he knew best until the fans came around again. And they did. Tormé's association with Rob McConnell and The Boss Brass and with the Marty Paitch Dektette during the 1980s reinvigorated Tormé's career. He took advantage of it, performing, traveling and recording regularly right up until he had a stroke in August of 1996. He had recorded the live album A&E Presents An Evening With Mel Tormé just a month earlier; that CD reached #25 on the jazz charts (the album includes one of my favorite versions of "Since I Fell For You," complete with a memorable flub near the end of the first verse). Tormé eventually recovered from the stroke, but he continued to be plagued with medical problems over the next three years and never performed again.

Tormé was awarded the Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award in February 1999. He died in Los Angeles four months later. But his legacy was secured: just before the A&E performance, he had assisted Rhino Records in putting together the first comprehensive retrospective of his recordings, the boxed set The Mel Tormé Collection, 1944-1985. A complete discography can be found at Allmusic.

The top 40 songs I want to hear on True Blood
posted 9-13-2010 - 2:53 pm

Now don’t get your vampy black lace panties in a twist: this is not going to be a list of top-40 rock, hip-hop or other popular songs aimed at your favorite vampire drama on HBO. Far from it (I’m a responsible deejay, okay?). But when I decided to put together a top-10 list of tunes I’d like to hear on True Blood, well, there were just so many good blues and R&B songs to choose from that the list got out of hand. Besides, you have to admit that the phrase ‘top 40’ has kind of a ring to it, even if I use it here in a surprise-twist, contrarian sort of way; so of course, this selection will be counterintuitive in places.

I should back up a bit and explain.

I’ve never been a big fan of vampire stories in general – aw, c’mon, the frustrated virgin dying to be bitten thing by the handsome but thoroughly evil undead dude is irritatingly predictable, cliche, and wears thin pretty quickly. Still, I do appreciate a wry sense of humor and the penchant to turn expectations if not upside-down, then at least sideways ... and Charlaine Harris’s southern gothic vampire novels featuring the beleaguered but resilient Sookie Stackhouse are in that category. They sure aren’t what one might have expected of typical vampire tales. And Harris’s characters aren’t typical vampire stereotypes, either. Excellent. So naturally, once I got through the first few novels, I quickly became an avid fan of the rest, and of Alan Ball’s beautifully rendered television series based on the novels.

It helps that Sookie isn’t a dumb blonde in the books (being short, blonde, brilliant, and chronically underestimated myself, I can certainly identify and sympathize). Sookie may have been be a bit dewy-eyed, sheltered and naive at first, but she grows up and gets worldly wise in short order, in the process discovering aspects of herself and admirable qualities that she never suspected. And it turns out she has a very determined survival sense, which she needs all too often throughout the series. Whoa – did you see that season finale?? Sookie certainly gives everybody what-for before it’s over. All those who thought she didn’t have a backbone can now officially shut up. But I digress.

Unsurprisingly, then, I’ve watched the TV series pretty faithfully. While watching, I’ve also taken note of the playlists used for seasons 1 to 3, and the musical gears in my head have been turning in the background, pondering other musical possibilities for the soundtrack. And I’ve come up with what I think are some intriguing choices.

I call this playlist Sookie’s Extras. As with the actual soundtrack used to date, my list is almost exclusively blues and R&B oriented with a bit of swamp-rock and a good dose of New Orleans and other Louisiana artists thrown in. Besides being thematically appropriate (lots of tunes about love, death, broken hearts, full moons, and voodoo), it’s music that one would expect Sookie to hear regularly in her neck of the woods. Which I consider appropriate for an overall storyline based in the fictional town of Bon Temps and the surrounding area of north-central Louisiana. In fact, I’ve heard all too much Texas rockabilly so far in the series and not enough Louisiana music, so I made sure to remedy that and add a bit of Mississippi delta blues as well, given that Mississippi is right next door. There are a few surprises here, too, that are a pretty good fit in context. But give a listen and decide for yourself; I think you’ll like it. Feel free to discuss your thoughts in the comments section below.

Jump down to the list ...

For those who aren’t devotees of the blues or New Orleans R&B, there will be some new names here. For listeners unfamiliar with their work, Tinsley Ellis, Devil Doll, Roomful Of Blues, Duke Robillard and Ronnie Earl, Susan Tedeschi, Double Trouble, Jimmie Vaughan, Lou Ann Barton, Imelda May, Lonnie Brooks, Rufus Thomas, Morry Sochat & The Special 20s, and Pinetop Perkins should be a welcome treat. If you want to be schooled in the blues, these are names to know. That goes triple for B.B. King, Muddy Waters, Koko Taylor, and John Lee Hooker. And Bob Dylan and The Rolling Stones need no explanation. They’ve already made it onto the True Blood playlist. Then there are the locals: Dr. John, Irma Thomas, the Neville Brothers, Katie Webster, Charles Sheffield; wow, are you in for some good stuff there.

J.J. Cale’s “Cajun Moon” sounds like emblematic swamp rock that belongs in Louisiana, and it is – but as a song, it’s actually less representative of Cale’s famous Tulsa blues sound than you’d think (no bayous in Tulsa, y’all – it’s Oklahoma). However, Cale’s gotten around over the years, and Cajun/swamp music is in his portfolio, as are other influences; he’s also influenced quite a few musicians himself. If you’ve ever wondered where Eric Clapton got “After Midnight” or “Cocaine,” J.J. Cale would be the source.

Chris Isaac is such a natural fit for this playlist that I marvel his “Wicked Game” hasn’t been used already. It’s one of my all-time favorites by Chris, all broken hearted and moody: “... No, I never want to fall in love with you ...” Really: how did True Blood music director Gary Calamar miss that one? (perhaps Calamar thought “Wicked Game” too overexposed ever since the song got used on a car commercial; but hey, that was several years ago, and it hasn’t been used since – it’s fresh again) Same goes for a few other numbers on the same Isaac album, Heart Shaped World, like “Wrong To Love You.” They just work so well. Hint.

Now that the series has introduced werewolves and werepanthers into the mix, not to mention a brujo (BROO-hoe, which is Spanish for a male witch) for Lafayette’s new beau, songs like The Neville Brothers’ “Yellow Moon” are a no-brainer. Ditto Carlos Santana. Hell, having a brujo on the series just screams for Santana. Can I get a witness here? Same for all the voodoo and ‘supernatural’ titles, like “You Put A Spell On Me,” “Born Under A Bad Sign,” “Two Bones And A Pick,” and “Hoochie Coochie Man.”

Other songs seem so apt that they literally suggest a future episode title: “What Was It You Wanted,” “Another Man Done Gone,” or “I’ll Never Get Out Of These Blues Alive.” And at some point when Sookie has absolutely had it with men in general and vamps in particular, B.B. King’s “The Thrill Is Gone” will be highly appropriate, if not literally what’s running through her mind. Uh, come to think of it, they could have easily thrown that one into the season finale, yes? Thought so.

Meanwhile, there are plenty of bad-boy/bad-girl tunes to play: “I’m Bad,” “Mean And Evil Ways,” “Mama, He Treats Your Daughter Mean,” “Queen Of Pain,” “That Woman Is Poison,” “One Night Of Sin.” That last one is a tune by another famous son of New Orleans, the highly influential Fats Domino – in this instance, sung by a surprising Corinne Bailey Rae as a testament to temptation, ambivalence, romance and regret, the usual staples of blues and R&B. Been there, felt that; haven’t we all? That would be the point. “Mama, He Treats Your Daughter Mean” from Just Won’t Burn by Susan Tedeschi is another good example – personal, gritty, and much closer to the Ruth Brown blues original than any country/rockabilly version ever recorded. It's also available on The Best Of Susan Tedeschi, Episode 2.

In addition to several fine albums of her own, Tedeschi is also heard on Double Trouble’s sole album, Been A Long Time, singing an acetylene-torch-hot take of “Rock and Roll” that would put Robert Plant to shame. Once you’ve heard Tedeschi’s cover, you might forget the Led Zeppelin version altogether. Led by Chris Layton and Tommy Shannon, Double Trouble is a studio-session assemblage of top blues artists who just wanted an excuse to play together; an earlier trio incarnation of the group with Layton, Shannon and Reese Wynans served as the rhythm section for the late blues guitarist Stevie Ray Vaughan. The Double Trouble album session also included Malford Milligan, Doyle Bramhall II, Charlie Sexton, Jonny Lang, Jimmie Vaughan, Lou Ann Barton, Ravon Fuster, Greg Sain, Tommy Taylor, and even Dr. John and Willie Nelson. That’s one impressive crew there. The resulting album was so fine – after all, it did hit #1 on the U.S. blues charts and made #126 on the Billboard 200 – that one wishes they’d just come to their senses and record another.

Other performances will be a revelation. “Baby, Step Back” and “Baby, It’s Allright” fit right in when you hear them. The jolt comes when you realize they’re by Canadian folk-rocker Gordon Lightfoot, whom Bob Dylan calls one of his favorite songwriters. Because Lightfoot has had a number of crossover hits on the top-40 and western charts, some listeners consider him either a minor pop star (“Sundown”) or a country musician (nothing of the sort – no more so than, say, Paul Simon). Another eye-opener is “One Kind Favor,” an old folk-blues song also known as “See That My Grave Is Kept Clean” and recorded under the latter title by B.B. King on his 2008 album One Kind Favor. This version, however, is spookier than the King track and is by none other than Peter, Paul and Mary, folk singers who took the folk genre, complete with its traditional and blues roots, quite seriously. Here, they play a straightforward, unadorned acoustic arrangement of the traditional folk dirge – and it works.

One particularly welcome surprise is “Pretty Polly” (from Who Knows Where The Times Goes), a song about an innocent woman who unfortunately falls for a man who murders her and can’t be bothered to bury her. We get the definite impression, however, that he’ll get his due shortly as the devil will be calling for him soon. Likewise a traditional folk song, it’s sung by Judy Collins with a very effective Stephen Stills on second guitar. Collins has always been a very capable guitarist and has deep roots in traditional music. You can hear the tension building right up to when the solos bust out in the middle and again near the end, as well as the song's definite Anglo-Saxon roots; but I doubt they ever played it quite that way in West Virginia. This is still my favorite version of the song: the arrangement knocks you off your feet but never interferes with the song itself or alters its mournful mood. [And yes, in case you were wondering, Stills wrote Crosby, Still & Nash's hit "Suite: Judy Blue Eyes" for her. End of rock trivia.]

Pinetop Perkins, a well-known Chicago blues piano player, does a fine version here of the New Orleans blues standard “Trouble In Mind,” from the album of duets titled Ladies' Man. Normally, that wouldn’t raise any eyebrows – were it not for the fact that he has Odetta singing along, rendering a most excellent blues instead of the folk music usually found on her other recordings. When you think about it, though, the blues is a form of American folk music and therefore not really a stretch for folk musicians well versed in the genre. Which explains Lightfoot and PP&M as well.

Morry Sochat & The Special 20s is another Chicago group that I happen to like. They specialize in blues and swing, and I’ve often heard them live and danced to the band in my other guise as a Lindyhopper and swing dancer. With blues in their portfolio, the boys naturally have their share of songs about romance gone wrong, and “Mean & Evil Ways” is one slow-and-low-down example. On swing tunes, The Special 20s can also hold their own against the rockabilly set and then some, so they certainly belong on any True Blood playlist.

Trouble abounds on True Blood, especially during Season 3. Roomful Of Blues is another group that really sends me, so naturally, I’ve included their take of “I Smell Trouble” as well as “She Put A Spell On Me.” Roomful and Duke Robillard have a connection: Robillard was one of the group’s founders way back in 1967. The group’s had some changes of personnel since then, and Robillard is off on his own now – he left Roomful in 1990 for The Fabulous Thunderbirds, whom he hung with for three years – but Duke and Roomful still collaborate now and then. Here, Robillard jams with fellow Northeasterner and blues guitarist Ronnie Earl on “Lookin’ For Trouble.”

Earl is another Thunderbirds alumnus who in 1979 joined Roomful Of Blues for eight years as their lead guitarist. If you get the feeling that the blues end of the music business is somewhat incestuous, you’re right: sooner or later, nearly everybody plays with everybody else, whether or not they’re formally in the same group. Kinda like playing jazz in Chicago; you play on enough gigs of different kinds, and you have a good chance of making a living. Stick to one group? Not so much.

The John Lee Hooker track included here, "I’ll Never Get Out Of These Blues Alive," is from one of the soundtrack discs from director Martin Scorsese’s documentary series on the blues, originally produced for public television. If you haven’t seen the multi-part Martin Scorsese Presents The Blues, I highly recommend it. Different directors filmed different episodes; Clint Eastwood, for example, shot the one on blues piano players. It’s all available on DVD and maybe at your local public library, too.

But enough delaying. Here’s my list; inspect it and listen for yourself, then tell me this doesn’t rock your genuine-imitation fangs off. One note: these are not ranked in order of preference, but rather put together as a playlist set meant for listening pleasure – which means there’s a certain sense from a deejay’s point of view about which songs follow one another and where they come in the set. Feel free to rank them yourself. Enjoy!


Sookie’s Extras – 40 songs I want to hear on True Blood, in no particular order:

1. Things Have Changed – Bob Dylan, The Essential Bob Dylan
2. Yellow Moon – The Neville Brothers, Uptown Rulin’: The Best Of The Neville Brothers
3. Lookin’ For Trouble – Duke Robillard and Ronnie Earl, The Duke Meets The Earl
4. Mama, He Treats Your Daughter Mean – Susan Tedeschi, Just Won’t Burn
5. Dirt Road Blues – Bob Dylan, Blues
6. Baby, Step Back – Gordon Lightfoot, Gord’s Gold, Volume II
7. You Put A Spell On Me – Devil Doll, Queen Of Pain
8. Wrong To Love You – Chris Isaak, Heart Shaped World
9. The Thrill Is Gone – B.B. King, B.B. King & Friends
10. Another Man Done Gone – Irma Thomas, After The Rain
11. What Was It You Wanted – Bob Dylan, Oh Mercy
12. Voodoo Daddy – Lonnie Brooks, Alligator Records 35x35, disc 1
13. One Night Of Sin – Corinne Bailey Rae, Goin’ Home: A Tribute To Fats Domino, disc 1
14. I’m Bad – Katie Webster, No Foolin’!
15. Wicked Game – Chris Isaak, Heart Shaped World
16. Pretty Polly – Judy Collins (Stephen Still, second guitar), Who Knows Where The Time Goes
17. One Kind Favor – Peter, Paul & Mary, Peter, Paul And Mary In Concert, disc 1
18. Tombstone Blues – Bob Dylan, MTV Unplugged
19. Speak No Evil – Tinsley Ellis, Speak No Evil
20. It’s Your Voodoo Working – Imelda May, Love Tattoo
21. She Put A Spell On Me – Roomful Of Blues, Standing Room Only
22. Born Under A Bad Sign – Koko Taylor, Deluxe Edition
23. Cajun Moon – J.J. Cale, The Very Best Of J.J. Cale
24. Trouble In Mind – Pinetop Perkins (Odetta, vocal), Ladies’ Man
25. I’ll Never Get Out Of These Blues Alive – John Lee Hooker, Martin Scorsese Presents The Blues: Warming By The Devil’s Fire (documentary series film soundtrack)
26. Evil Ways – Santana, Ultimate Santana
27. Mean & Evil Ways – Morry Sochat & The Special 20s, Swingin’ Shufflin’ Smokin’
28. Queen Of Pain – Devil Doll, Queen Of Pain
29. That Woman Is Poison! – Rufus Thomas, That Woman Is Poison!
30. Two Bones And A Pick – Duke Robillard and Ronnie Earl, The Duke Meets The Earl
31. Baby, It’s Allright – Gordon Lightfoot, If You Could Read My Mind
32. It’s Your Voodoo Working – Charles Sheffield, Louisiana Gumbo
33. I Been Hoodood – Dr. John, In The Right Place
34. Voodoo – The Neville Brothers, Louisiana Gumbo
35. (I’m Your) Hoochie Coochie Man – Muddy Waters, 20th Century Masters: The Millennium Collection – Best Of Muddy Waters
36. Back Water Blues – Irma Thomas, Our New Orleans 2005: A Benefit Album
37. In The Middle Of The Night – Double Trouble (Lou Ann Barton and Jimmie Vaughan, vocals), Been A Long Time
38. Play With Fire – The Rolling Stones, Out Of Our Heads
39. I Smell Trouble – Roomful Of Blues, There Goes The Neighborhood
40. Trouble – Bob Dylan, Shot Of Love


Virtually all these tracks can be found on Amazon MP3 downloads and iTunes. A few exceptions can be downloaded from CD Baby or CD Universe.

August 21, 2010

Happy Count Basie's birthday!
posted 8-21-2010 - 10:00 pm

The Kid from Red Bank, NJ, William James 'Count' Basie, was born 106 years ago today. Oscar Peterson's birthday was last Sunday, the 15th. Both are long gone now, Basie having died in 1984 and Peterson in 2007, but they left behind a wealth of wonderful recordings. But as good as those recordings are, Basie and Peterson were two swingin' piano players who were best heard live, and BBC television caught them together, playing this take of Jumpin' At The Woodside with the Basie band.

All you Lindyhoppers, get ready swing out: this is fast, but short enough to dance to:




It's obvious those two are having a really good time. Compare that to this equally playful version on their first album together, the 1974 issue Satch And Josh. Backed by Freddie Green, Ray Brown, and Louie Bellson, the two romp through numbers like Buns Blues, Burning, and Lester Leaps In. Dancers will appreciate several tunes on that album: a nicely swinging, laid-back version of These Foolish Things along with Exactly Like You and Louis B. A few slower blues round out the album.

At one point, the Canadian-born Peterson had a program called Words And Music on BBC Four, and the clip above is excerpted from that show. The sidemen included Martin Drew on drums and Niels-Henning Ørsted Pedersen on bass. Here are Basie, Peterson, Drew and Pedersen from the same program playing a slow blues (check out Basie's expression at the 1:11 mark):




In this next clip from the program, Peterson and Basie discuss, among other things, what they like in a piano (Basie preferred one with a light action, meaning the keyboard responds to the lightest touch; you don't have to pound the keys to play). The two then play an old Basie tune, Blue And Sentimental, at the 6:00 mark of the clip to demonstrate that preference, with Peterson taking the lead and Basie playing behind:




One of the things we learn from this interview is that Basie was a pretty funny guy when he wasn't playing, whether it was getting in a good one-liner or telling anecdotes. Peterson was no slouch, either. Here, the two have fun discussing other musicians, including Duke Ellington and Art Tatum, and the art of musical intimidation (a Tatum specialty):




Basie and Peterson recorded three more albums together, of which The Timekeepers is probably the best. These recordings represent four-handed piano playing par excellence and provide a very enjoyable way to listen to the differences between the two artists.

Satch And Josh ... Again (1977)
Night Rider (1978)
Count Basie Meets Oscar Peterson - The Timekeepers (1978)

Bill Basie may be known primarily for his big band work with the various Basie orchestras, but he also played solo piano, piano duos, and in small group settings throughout his career. Between 1954 and 1983 alone, he made at least 22 small-group recordings. You can celebrate Basie's natals this weekend by giving some of those albums a listen. Enjoy!

July 27, 2010

Missing Dick Buckley
posted 7-27-2010 - 5:52 am

Dick Buckley died last Thursday in Oak Park. He’ll be buried today. His death prompts reflection on the unobtrusive but pervasive influence his broadcasts have had on my life. Strange, considering we never met, but you have to really love jazz to understand. He’s been off the air since July 27, 2008, yet I still can’t listen to Duke Ellington’s “Skin Deep” (Dick’s usual sign-on song) or Benny Goodman’s “Goodbye” (with which he often ended his broadcasts) without thinking of him.



I heard my first jazz on television: Duke Ellington. Count Basie. Ella Fitzgerald. Tony Bennett. Nat Cole. Louis 'Satchmo' Armstrong. But I first learned what jazz was on radio, and I heard the most jazz there. I still do.

Music has been a constant backdrop in my life, and most of that music has been jazz. Sure, I listened to a little rock as a kid (okay, maybe more than a little). I loved the Beatles (who didn’t?) and Bob Dylan (ditto), listened to a lot of British bands like everyone else, discovered alternative rock when it was still outlaw late at night on maybe two local FM stations, and was taken with the good-time harmonies of the Beach Boys. Particularly when I realized they sang perfect driving music and I really wanted to drive. But somewhere in there early on, jazz made its presence known: Stan Getz invaded the top 40 with bossa nova, and my best friend and I were smitten. I found myself turning more and more often to FM and to jazz. My allowance was spent on Getz-Gilberto albums and Miles Davis, not just favorite books. I even found jazz on vinyl LPs by chance at the public library and discovered Monk and Brubeck and Davis's and Gil Evans’s superb Porgy and Bess by accident while looking for Rhapsody In Blue. It was ear opening, and mind blowing. It would change my life.

Had to be somewhere around early fifth grade that my parents first acquired a transistor radio and my music listening truly began. They had it permanently set on classical FM, of course; I fiddled the dial and found first top 40 AM, then alternative FM, then jazz, in short order. Only a matter of time before I got a smaller, cheaper, less pretty and less powerful radio of my own to listen to music at bed time, radio on the pillow, flashlight and paperback in hand.

Not long after that, I discovered WSDM – W-smack-dab-in-the-middle, the station with all the girls and all that jazz, and wasn’t it soooooo cool to have all-female deejays – and my education began in earnest. I did my homework to jazz, my daydreaming, my writing, my scheming; I made my plans for the future to jazz. With morning forays to WBEE-AM to hear Marty Faye and Larry Smith, I woke to jazz and in the summer lunched to it, too. I fell asleep to it. Eventually, I even got around to dancing to it.

Nearly everything I know about jazz I owe to two people: Yvonne Daniels and Dick Buckley.

Before I turned 25, Yvonne Daniels on WSDM was my principal instructor, every weeknight evening from 7 to 10pm. After 25, it was Dick Buckley and his colleagues, first at WBEZ, later at WDCB when some of those colleagues migrated. But in between, it was late-night public radio on KBIA-FM in Columbia, Missouri, where I was in grad school at the University of Missouri School of Journalism, that expanded my listening, kept me from missing Chicago, and set me on a musical road that would endure.

Discovering public radio at Mizzou was the key to finding WBEZ once I returned home, and, through that, Dick Buckley, Marian McPartland’s Piano Jazz, NPR's Jazz Profiles, and so many other jazz programs. But Dick had the podium most of the time. Daniels, after all, left WSDM in 1973 and didn’t return to its successor, WNUA, until 1989, by which time I was a solid WBEZ/Buckley devotee. It was during his tenure there that I heard jazz programming on the radio first expand, then (at least locally) contract. I got so spoiled and so accustomed to listening to Dick week nights that every time 'BEZ cut back his schedule, it was like another chunk cut out of my life. Stripping his show down to a mere hour on Sundays was the final insult. I haven't donated one red cent to 'BEZ since they dropped his show (and that's your fault, Tony Malatia).

Was there ever a time in my adult life when I didn’t listen to Dick? Only that year or two before he came to WBEZ in 1977 and then again after he left in 2008. It was 31 years of a graduate-level seminar in jazz that felt more like a long series of fun jam sessions that always ended too soon.

And now that education continues without him. Dick Buckley, the man who more than anyone else opened my ears to a wide range of music that I wasn’t sure at first I’d like. Dick who, despite his mainstream bent, was amenable to music beyond traditional and big bands while keeping and passing on his excellent taste in classic masters. Dick who taught me that the music’s roots are properly called traditional jazz (sometimes called trad jazz in slang), not Dixieland, Dick who schooled me as to why Louis Armstrong was the granddaddy (or at least the godfather) of it all, and Dick who pointed out that good jazz always has a decent dose of blues flavoring it. Dick who made me appreciate soloists and solos as well as trios, quartets, and other groupings and offshoots of multiple sizes, and the way soloists changed the way they played in different groups (or didn’t, and why). Dick who provided insight.

Yvonne Daniels invited me to the feast; Dick Buckley made me realize there was a menu with choices. Yvonne introduced particular musicians; but Dick was the one who filled in the blanks and put it all in context. What Dick provided went beyond just information or history: it was the perspective that made all the bits and pieces I already knew about jazz come together and make sense.

After I started listening to Dick, I began to realize just how much depth and breadth and scope there was to jazz, and that I might or might not like all of it (I still haven’t made my peace with AACM and the very avant-garde, where it’s all solos and riffs and no melody; but I realize it, too, has a place in the spectrum). Yet the more I listen, the more I find to love. New players, new tunes, new arrangements of old songs worth keeping. There’s always so much more to hear and enjoy. And I know that no matter how attentively I listened to him, I never learned enough from Dick Buckley; there was always more to know. But it was joy listening.

Unless someone resurrects and rips to CD his weeknight shows on WBEZ and his Sunday Archives of Jazz programs, something irreplaceable will be lost. Something new listeners will never learn. There was only so much time that he was given on air, and it was always too short. Now it’s ended, for good. No going back.

So maybe it’s fitting, or some kind of balance, that I start my deejay blog just as Dick Buckley has left us, picking up where his education of my ear left off. Time for me to start passing along what I’ve learned, even as I miss Dick’s beautiful bass-baritone voice. Perhaps he’ll be in some other-dimensional ether, keeping company with spirits of other jazzmen dearly departed; perhaps he lives on in memories shared, for as long as someone remembers; or perhaps he’s just gone, one more loss to the universe’s merciless entropy. But wherever he is, if he still is, I hope he’s enjoying one hell of a jam session.

Thanks ever, Dick. And may you have what you always wished for us: happiness.


UPDATE: Dick's massive collection of jazz recordings and books went to auction in February 2011 at Leslie Hindman Auctioneers in Chicago. It wasn't so much that the heirs thought it would bring a lot of money as that the preview night would be an opportunity for his many admirers to get together and remember him.

Nevertheless, the collection was so large that even his family didn't know how much he had: more than 8,000 Jazz LPs, 45s, 78s, EPs, mixed tapes and CDs, including many compilations that Dick put together himself. Also included in the sale were books and original reel-to-reel broadcasts of his radio programs. The Hindman folks had a time of organizing it into 92 box lots of about 100 items each, by category. Now, some lucky people have a piece of Dick's music library and enjoy part of the rich American musical legacy his listeners loved so much. And still do.