Some performances are magical — so much so that I hate to see them come to an end. But “an end” only means that there are no more video surprises to post; it also means that I have been able to share eleven leisurely delights from one Sunday afternoon at Casa Mezcal (86 Orchard Street, the Lower East Side of Manhattan) featuring Rob Adkins, string bass; Ehud Asherie, piano; Dan Block, clarinet and tenor saxophone. Here and here are the first two helpings of delight from that day.
Now, I offer — with mingled joy and regret — the final three improvisations from that very rewarding afternoon: a swing classic by Edgar Sampson that brings Billie and Lester and James P. to mind; a melancholy, rueful tone poem from the late Twenties, originally called LITTLE BUTTERCUP and (I believe) premiered with lyrics by Mildred Bailey — but also memorable thanks to Lester and Billie; and the tale of a jungle beast running wild in the best New Orleans way, whether or not Jelly Roll Morton composed it by adapting part of a French quadrille. All wonderful. Thank you, gentlemen-magicians Rob, Ehud, and Dan.
IF DREAMS COME TRUE:
I’LL NEVER BE THE SAME:
TIGER RAG:
May your happiness increase!
JAZZ LIVES 