Saturday, August 26, 2006

Johnny Coltrane

So Maynard Ferguson died. One of my friend's IM profile says that it's a sad day in the world of jazz.

He's a big Maynard fan, so I'll cut him some slack.
I saw Maynard, he and his Big Bop Neveau played at the PAC last spring in Ship. He was OK.

I think the coolest thing about it was I got to hear the voice that is on the end of my recording of Coconut Champagne. He actually sounded exactly the same. Other than that, the entire thing was a jazz group with a propensity to let an old fat Italian guy blow really high notes from his trumpet.

Maybe the screeching is just not my kind of jazz. Maybe I’m more of the Coltrane, Miles Davis kind of guy. I like my jazz cool and sophisticated. Maynard was neither. And he was old.

All of his solos, sad to say, sounded the same.

Oh well, what can you do.
Yes, I will grant the world the fact that a member of the jazz canon is no longer, but a sad day in the world of a musical genre 50 years dead? Nah.