It felt so good that another helping was the only thing. Two days ago I posted a delicious performance of WHEN YOU AND I WERE YOUNG, MAGGIE, from the 2014 Allegheny Jazz Party — no, the Allegheny Jazz Party September 10-13, at the very comfortable Inter-Continental Hotel on Carnegie Avenue in Cleveland, Ohio, with music from Thursday night to Sunday afternoon by some of the finest in the world. The AJP website can be found here. And you can visit MAGGIE here.
Now for the reason for all these words. I went to my first Allegheny Jazz Party in 2004 — when it was still Jazz at Chautauqua — and it was and continues to be a high point of my year. Why? How about Duke Heitger, trumpet; Dan Block, clarinet; Scott Robinson, taragota, C-melody saxophone, cornet; Dan Barrett, trombone; Rossano Sportiello, piano; Howard Alden, guitar; Nicki Parrott, string bass; Ricky Malichi, drums . . . . playing two. One, a venerable Dixieland classic, THAT DA DA STRAIN:
How that romps!
And something definitely pretty — a sweet ballad by Louis and his lyric-writer, Horace Gerlach, IF WE NEVER MEET AGAIN:
I think that’s glorious music. Hot and sweet, too.
Tickets and prices and other necessary information here. I hope to see some of my readers there. And I will offer more sterling music from 2014 as we get closer to September 10.
A postscript: more than one musician and listener has asked about the source of THAT DA DA STRAIN. Either the answer has been a shrug or a hopeful association with Marcel Duchamp and Dada. It was a song with lyrics — a self-referential opus: “That Da Da Strain” was such irresistible music that it could cause a delightful mental instability. Hear Eva Taylor (in 1923) make it perfectly clear:
May your happiness increase!