I see by my YouTube archives that I first heard / saw / videoed this band in 2012, and they still sound wonderful, seven years later. Unlike more aggressive combinations, Bob‘s group is distinguished by consistent lyricism, and even more a refusal to hurry. This band, although never dull, hurts no one’s ears; no chandeliers are set a-swaying; the Weather Channel never notes their presence as a threat. Rather, they beautifully pursue the Golden Mean: swinging medium tempos, nicely modulated volume, and a decided lack of Special Effects. And what results is lovely wise jazz: see their recorded legacy to date here. Although the personnel of the Frisco Jazz Band has varied over the years, this edition was and is special: Bob, cornet and vocal; Ray Skjelbred, piano; Kim Cusack, clarinet; Doug Finke, trombone; Scott Anthony, banjo and vocal; Ray Templin, drums and vocal; Jim Maihack, tuba.
Here are five performances from the first set I caught: please relax and admire this group’s special relaxed glide. And, without meaning to slight the rest of the band, I picked a vantage point that would bring me closer to Messrs. Skjelbred and Cusack, two heroes with delightful idiosyncracies that always catch the ear, sometimes unaware, but always with pleasure. But those in the know will find pleasures in every performance, from each musician.
MANDY, MAKE UP YOUR MIND (with the verse!):
Berlin’s ALL BY MYSELF, which always makes me recall Kenny Davern and friends, at a tempo I would call Stomping Lament:
Bob breaks out his tin-can mute to lend GEORGIA BO BO a certain needed grittiness, much appreciated:
Scott’s tender idiomatic treatment of I’M COMIN’ VIRGINIA — pay close attention to Skjelbred’s musing interlude, a spiritual meal in itself:
Henri Woode’s ROSETTA (the proper sources concur on this credit):
There are many more equally gratifying videos to come from this group’s stint at the “Sounds of Mardi Gras”: one of several excellent reasons to be there. (Hint: make plans for 2020.)
May your happiness increase!