Since the school year will soon be upon us, here is a one-question jazz quiz on the recent content of JAZZ LIVES. Please turn your phones off — the answer won’t be found there — and those of you who have been paying close attention have nothing to worry about.
1. On a Sunday afternoon at the No Name Bar in Sausalito (extra credit if you can accurately recall the street address and the hours that the band plays), when Mal Sharpe and the Big Money in Jazz Band take center stage, the results can best be described as:
d. all of the above.
Make sure you’ve written your name at the top, and please hand them in. The correct answer is D, although I will give partial credit for A, B, or C. Extra credit? 757 Bridgeway, 3-6 PM. I’ll see you all next week.
Mal and his Colleagues in Swing had a good time last Sunday and they shared the pleasure with us. Mal offered some Dickensonian trombone asides, loose-limbed singing and comic commentaries; trumpeter John Dodgshon was mellow, on the horn and in his vocals; Tom Schmidt continues to delight and surprise on clarinet and Hodges-inspired alto (I think of Charlie Holmes, a real compliment) — he sang memorably, too. The rhythm section worked together splendidly, with Our Lady of the Trap Kit, sweetly pungent Carmen Cansino, tersely rocking Bill De Kuiper on guitar, and quietly eloquent Paul Smith (another videographer!) on string bass.
Here are six movements from the monumental Big Money in Jazz Suite, Opus 8.19.12.
Mal is the most generous of men, but this Sunday his resources might have been low, for he chose I CAN’T GIVE YOU ANYTHING BUT LOVE:
August 21 is a national holiday, although you didn’t see the appropriate sales in mattress stores — it’s Count Basie’s birthday. Here’s a version of LADY BE GOOD that starts with a Kansas City Six rhythm section chorus:
John Dodgshon seemed entirely trustworthy, reliable to the end, when I spoke with him at the start. Thus I believed him utterly when he sang YOU CAN DEPEND ON ME:
For Louis and Benny and Bing, SHINE, with special cadenzas for Carmen near the end. And if you still think of that song as having deplorably racist lyrics, please read this:
I have noticed how most requests from audience members make the players sigh behind their affable smiles, so I try to restrain myself. But when asked (as I was here) I will often propose SWEETHEARTS ON PARADE, perhaps because I’ve been so transformed by hearing Louis, Ruby Braff, and Doc Cheatham play it. And Perry Como stayed quietly in the back room (the fans tend to mob him when he comes to the No Name Bar, so Nancy and Scarlet make him comfortable there):
There was a large and enthusiastic Texas contingent in the No Name Bar that Sunday, so perhaps this edged John Dodgshon away from the TIN ROOF BLUES to the 1918 DALLAS BLUES. I didn’t know the verses that Tom Schmidt sang with such easy fervor. . . .thank you, Tom! And pay special attention to Bill De Kuiper, the Troubadour of the Silver Subaru, as he takes an inspiring off-the-harmonies solo, immensely refreshing:
Now, don’t you wish you had been there?
May your happiness increase.