Conal Fowkes is a fine fellow. He plays piano — delicately or stomping; he is a first-class accompanist. He is a splendidly romping string bassist (think Pops Foster with a subtle harmonic sense), a compelling singer, arranger, and more.
He’s at home with Woody Allen and Wynton Marsalis, with John Gill and Bette Midler, with Sam Manning and Scott Joplin, at The Ear Inn and the Cafe Carlyle. He can play New Orleans funk circa 1911 or post-bop or sweet melodies or naughty calypso, rocking salsa, or deep Cuban music.
He has elegance, taste, and wit, but isn’t pretentious in person or in his music.
I first heard him in 2006, at The Cajun, but millions of people have heard him singing and playing on the soundtrack of MIDNIGHT IN PARIS — for which he won a Grammy. Virtue rewarded, I think.
All these nice — and true — words are because a friend pointed out Conal’s new website, which is nicely designed and worth a visit. I’m waiting for the next Conal Fowkes CD, which I hope will come soon.
May your happiness increase!