Then man Killing it…
Now that I am writing again, I know its pretty amazing isn’t it? I don’t really know what gave me the sudden angst to get the mind working again, but I’m back baby! There are only another six weeks left in the Summer of Alf. At the moment I have not decided if it was total flop or semi-success story. I guess we will all just have to wait another six weeks to find out. For the remainder of the Summer of Alf I have decided that every week I will post a Groovin’ High of what I really consider great music and more then that great music played, written and performed by masterful musicians.
These are the people that inspire me to play the saxophone on a higher level and constantly allow the bar to continue to be raised. I feel on the whole most of what I post here in Groovin’ High are decent songs by decent artist. Usually I pick a song by how it pertains to my life at that moment. For me music has always been more of a stream of consciousness then just something to fill space or a vehicle for dance. The next six weeks I will spot light six tunes by six artists that have helped shape me into the person and artist I have become. If this is not your particular genre listen anyway and keep an open mind. When “Call Me Maybe” is top on the American music charts I think it is time to give a comparison on what skilled artists are doing.
The first song in this installment is “Of Things to Come” by Stefon Harris and it appears on his Black Action Hero album. He released it in 1999 and it found its way into my hands in 2000. I have always been a huge fan of the vibraphone enjoying the likes of Milt Jackson and Roy Ayers. I came across a very interesting write up in a Jazz magazine about this young vibes player who was combining contemporary jazz, R&B, Soul,Hip Hop and Jungle beats to create a very distinctive sound. The description alone was enough to get my purchase. I love the jungle work done by Dizzy Gillespie back in the 60’s.
“Of Things to Come” was the first song to really catch my attention on the album. I was already blown away by the playing, but had yet to hear anything that really grabbed me. Then this track came on and I was mesmerized. I think I played this one on loop for nearly a month after hearing it. I own another five albums, four solo and one collaboration by Stefon and I must say I am truly impressed. I would have to put him as my favorite vibraphonist and in my top ten favorite Jazz Musicians.
The band on this are no slouches either. Every player is masterful. Greg Osby is playing Alto Saxophone and he also is at the moment one of the hottest jazz altoist on the market. Listen to the infliction of his solo on this track. The guy fucking burns. On trombone you have one of my former jazz mentors, Steve Turre, who in his own right may be the best living Latin jazz trombonist at the moment. I have had the opportunity to perform with Mr. Turre a few times in my life and if you think he blows on the trombone you need to hear what he can do with a conch shell. As for the rest of the group they kill it too although I am unfamiliar with any of those cats.
I could go on and on about this tune but I would rather have you just listen to it. Enjoy and please let me know your thoughts on the song, the playing, the style, or even the new direction of Groonin’ High in the comments. I am always stoked for feedback.
Now Listen to this and tell me there is not a big difference in musicality. If you can’t understand the difference please stop reading my blog.
“Before you came into my life I missed you so bad…So Call Me Maybe” Now if that is not great American song writing I don’t know what is. Rodgers and Hart, Gershwin, you guys have nothing on this tune! FTW…
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