Daily Archives: August 8, 2022

MORE NEW YORK NOTES: KENNY DAVERN, JIMMY ANDREWS, MIKE BURGEVIN, PART ONE (Brew’s, July 11, 1974)

I’ve written elsewhere on this blog about the glorious music and friendship that I experienced for a few short months in 1974 at Brew’s, a place (pub? bar? restaurant?) that had divine small-group jazz under the gentle leadership of my friend, the late Mike Burgevin, a splendid drummer and occasional singer.

Mike encouraged me to record the music, and although Kenny Davern had to be persuaded that I was not the enemy, this night was one of the results: three sets by a trio of Kenny, soprano saxophone; Jimmy Andrews, piano; Mike, drums. I’d borrowed my friend Stu’s Tandberg reel-to-reel recorder, and with two Shure microphones, I recorded the whole evening in stereo (except for the first track, ON THE ALAMO). You can hear Kenny ask, early on, “Isn’t that too close?” or words to that effect, referring no doubt to where I had placed one of the microphones — near the bell of his soprano saxophone, I am sure. But he had no other objections, at least ones he voiced aloud.

Almost fifty years later, here’s the music.

Today, I offer the first two sets; tomorrow, the final one. ON THE ALAMO (one channel only) / OUR MONDAY DATE / SLOW BOAT TO CHINA / THE MOOCHE / OH, BABY! / LOVE ME OR LEAVE ME / ROSETTA / INDIAN SUMMER / AFTER YOU’VE GONE:

I think you will hear the pleasure of the musicians — Kenny, free to go his own ways without other horns and with the benefit of a friendly empathic rhythm section — and the audience. And for me, the pleasure is doubled and tripled. I can’t go back to 1974, nor would I really want to, but the glowing soundtrack is here, undimmed.

May your happiness increase!