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WHEN THE SONG (and the BAND) SAY “YES!”: STEPHANIE TRICK, CHRIS DAWSON, NATE KETNER, JOHN REYNOLDS, RALF REYNOLDS, KATIE CAVERA, BRAD ROTH at SAN DIEGO 2012

The song chosen was the cheerful assent ‘DEED I DO.  And they certainly did.  This took place at the San Diego Jazz Fest (nee the San Diego Thanksgiving Dixieland Jazz Festival) on November 25, 2012, and the participants were that festival’s edition of the Reynolds Brothers (John, guitar); Ralf (washboard); Nate Ketner (alto saxophone); Katie Cavera (string bass) . . . and guests Brad Roth (banjo) and the duo-pianists, the team of Dawson and Trick . . . Chris and Stephanie.

There is a bit of bench-swapping here, but it’s legal, innocent, and consensual.  No need to send the children from the room.  And those eye-popping visual explosions?  Not the Fourth of July or Guy Fawkes Day . . . someone’s flash camera.  But the music triumphs, as always.

May your happiness increase.

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“FOUR BOYS AND A DREAM”: MARTY GROSZ, DAN BLOCK, ANDY SCHUMM, KERRY LEWIS at JAZZ AT CHAUTAUQUA (Sept. 20, 2012)

“Four Boys and A Dream” was Marty Grosz’s mocking / affectionate title for this splendid little group that delighted us at Jazz at Chautauqua on the first night of music, Thursday, September 20, 2012.

The Boys are Marty (guitar, vocal, ancient vaudeville, head(y) arrangements, and satire); Andy Schumm (cornet); Dan Block (clarinet); Kerry Lewis (string bass).  The Dream?  A kind of timeless swing that would have made Bix Beiderbecke, Fats Waller, Eddie Condon, Count Basie, and Louis Armstrong feel right at home — and it made us smile as well.

The four tunes would have fit in nicely in a Chicago club circa 1939 but they sound pretty good even now, with or without a cream pitcher of Mrs. Circe’s gin.

‘WAY DOWN YONDER IN NEW ORLEANS:

IT’S A SIN TO TELL A LIE:

TIN ROOF BLUES (at a less-morose-than-usual tempo):

THE WORLD IS WAITING FOR THE SUNRISE:

JAZZ LIVES’ readers will know well Messrs. Grosz, Block, and Schumm.  But I would ask you to pay special attention to the beautifully focused and swinging bass playing of Mr. Kerry Lewis — whom I first heard perhaps two years ago with Banu Gibson.  He’s just right, and I heard him be the emotional / harmonic / rhythmic compass for a variety of groups that weekend, never playing a loud note, a wrong note, or an unsubtle one.  Hail!

And as far as the band . . . What a Dream!

P.S.  If you wonder what those blinding flashes are early in this program, silently turning the screen white in the manner of ON THE BEACH, some amateur still photographers in the audience were using flash cameras.  Alas.

May your happiness increase.