
Kris Tokarski, piano; Larry Scala, guitar; Nobu Ozaki, string bass; Hal Smith, drums; Jonathan Doyle, clarinet / tenor sax, with guest Katie Cavera, guitar and vocals. San Diego Jazz Fest, Nov. 2017
In the words of Sammy Cahn, “I fall in love too easily,” but not when the Love Object is a great artist or a collection of them. There my devotion rarely plays me false. This band, led by the quiet virtuoso Kris Tokarski, gave extraordinary pleasure at the November 2017 San Diego Jazz Fest. I followed them happily and recorded (I think) five hour-long sets of the six they played. Glowing music: heartfelt but beautifully expertly executed. Somewhere Milt Gabler, Alfred Lion, and John Hammond are happily in the groove with all of us. Here are the six posts I have already offered of the band’s great joyous surge — with guests Katie Cavera, Marc Caparone, and Dawn Lambeth: one and two and three and four and five and six. (I did all that annoying hypertexting because I love my readers and I don’t want you stumbling around in the dark reaches of cyberspace. Enjoy yourselves!)
Here are four brilliant performances from the band’s very first set at San Diego. The first is a Jonathan Doyle original from 2016, called BATS ON A BRIDGE, dedicated to an Austin, Texas nature phenomenon, described here. Jonathan has, to me, no peer at creating winding, clever witty lines based on the harmonies of “jazz standards,” and sometimes his lines are so irresistible on their own that I’ve found it hard to dig beneath to find the familiar harmonies. I’ll help you out here: the title of the song is exactly what Bithiah, otherwise known as Pharoah’s daughter, exclaimed when she saw the infant Moses in the bulrushes:
Next, a rarity at “trad” festivals, a purring reading of a ballad: in this case, YOU GO TO MY HEAD, which I believe Jonathan knew but had never performed in public. Isn’t he marvelous?
Another Doyle original, from 2017, LONG DISTANCE MAN, whose source we get from the wise and observant Larry Kart — a story of the clarinetist Frank Chace’s meeting with Lester Young: [Chace] also told a very “Frank” story about his encounter with Lester Young in 1957 in Pres’s hotel room in (I think) Indianapolis, where Frank was playing at a club and Pres was in town with a non-JATP package tour. The drummer in the band Frank was part of, Buddy Smith, suggested that they pay Pres a visit after the gig, and when they got there, Frank (“I’m shy,” he said), hung back while the other guys gathered around Pres. Having noticed this bit of behavior, Pres beckoned Frank to come closer, addressing him softly as “long-distance man.” Probably a meeting of kindred souls.
The “kindred souls” create one of the finest blues performances I’ve heard in this century, beginning with Jonathan’s barks — part schnauzer, part Henry “Red” Allen, part walrus. The only complaint I have here is that I wish the band had jettisoned the set list and just kept playing this, just kept on exploring the infinite spaces between the three chords, the tonalities, the steady swing:
As a set closer, the down-home classic, BACK HOME AGAIN IN INDIANA:
You’ll notice I’ve avoided the game of Sounding Like (all praise to the late Barbara Lea for putting it so pungently): I hear murmurs from the admiring ghosts of Sidney Catlett, Walter Page, Teddy Wilson, Earl Hines, Charlie Christian, Lester Young, Frank Chace, Omer Simeon, Pee Wee Russell, Eddie Miller, Bud Freeman, Ike Quebec and others I haven’t named. But they are quietly present. The real and the truly brilliant voices I hear come from Tokarski, Doyle, Scala, Ozaki, and Smith. And what glorious music they make. There will be more to come.
Festival promoters and concert bookers looking for noise and flash, circus acts and Vegas Dixieland, pass this band by with my blessings. People who want to give genuine jazz and swing a venue [think of the San Diego Jazz Fest!], consider these heroes.
May your happiness increase!
Long Distance Man,,The best blues I’ve heard in a long time, and I wish they could have just kept playing it! Kris Tokarski appears pretty young and plays that piano like he’s been doing it 100 years!! Man can he play! Hal Smith is one of the finest drummers I’ve heard. Man can he play those drums!! I hope to hear more!! Thanks to the band, and thank you so much for the video, Michael.