Sunday, September 20, 2020

Something For Sunday Dept. - Charles Mingus, And Also His Jazz Groups

Charles "Chuck U." Mingus is one of the many, many musicians whose work would be unavailable if the Supreme Court Of Character had its way. He was an asshole, apparently. Behavior deemed inappropriate to these woke times. And that's enough to lock him up. Along with Miles, Sinatra, Buddy Rich ... the list of great musicians who had human failings is a long one. It's so much nicer to listen to music made by nice people, isn't it? Even if their music is a bit shit. Knowing an artist is a nice person - what could be more important than that?

As the great Fran Lebowitz said to a friend who didn't "like" Hillary Clinton - "you don't have to like her - she's not going to call you."

Mingus Dynasty is, above all else, a massive overload of f-u-n. There's nothing remotely elitist or difficult about it. You don't need to wear black and knit your brows to get at its essence, to understand what the artist is saying. Fuck that. This is rambunctious, bodacious, and copacetic all at once. If you have a rug, now's the time to cut it. If you have any stuff left, here's where you strut it. Parrrrtayyyyyyyyy!!!!!!

20 comments:

  1. It's okay! he's not going to call you!

    But leave us talk ja-a-azz. It's Sunday, probably, so leave us spin some swell jazz sides. What's that album you got under your arm, hepcat?

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  2. Well, I brought two albums in a dash to be on time, for once.
    You might not like it...but one is called Brother, by Dennis Wilson. The title of which speaks in harmonious totality regarding anything spiritual everyday of the week. The other album is entitled Sainthood Is A Myth!!! It's by me...and the grooves contain pure silence. So, I'm gonna pretend Mingus was just pretending. For though he wears the robes of a priest...like so many...his manner was less than priestly...like so many. There are no saints... Especially in the collective known as The Working Musician. There can't be a worse way to make a living...so at least occasional miracles do transpire and some of them are in album covers. Now, THAT's as sacred as a person can be without returning to botanical sacraments for some kind of meaning. But, wait! I'm just a jazz novice and might need to know more about the one called Mingus! I'm only here for enlightenment... Truth would be like gravy.
    farq, thanks for keeping us on the high wire!

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    1. I'm pretty sure you'll dig this waxing, hepcat! It's solid, Jackson!

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  3. The Shoes of the Fisherman's Daughter Must
    Be Some Jive Ass Slippers...

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  4. And, under my arm is the Getz/Byrd album, Jazz Samba.

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    1. Admirable choice.

      Whenever anyone mentions Charlie Byrd (yeah, he can be Charlie Bland but at his best he is top o' the tree) it is my duty to make sure you've heard "Blues for Night People" and his album with Herb Ellis "Guitar/Guitar".

      Both essential.

      Cheers, Peanuts Molloy.

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  5. Here ya go, subscribers!

    Four for the price of none: Black Saint/Ah-Hum/Philo/Dynasty- arguably, the core of his work.

    Stealth Link HERE.

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    1. One of my favorite artists and indeed those 4 are all gems!

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  6. Fantastic story! A little different to how Ellington treated his band ...

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  7. Little late to the party but Eric Kloss is a favorite....First Class Kloss....Of course being sighted myself I can be partial to sighted talents.....

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    1. I'll do some Kloss-hunting - unless you'd like to upload a favorite?

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  8. {laughing-with-tears-in-my-eyes-emoji}

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  9. I'm not good at having to pick favorites but if I'm making a dash for this hip jazzbo spinning party and I'm not trying to pick obscure sides to impress aficionados but I also don't want to cover familiar ground a la Monk, Miles, and Coltrane, I might grab Oliver Nelson's Blues and the Abstract Truth, Eric Dolphy's Out to Lunch, and definitely Bill Evans' Sunday at the Village Vanguard. Since it's raining, maybe some Chet Baker would be nice and Mulligan Meets Webster, maybe Ornette's Shape of Jazz to Come for some variety.

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    1. Thanks for the tip - currently downloading the Nelson from a torrent.

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    2. Dolphy's bass clarinet speaks to me.

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    3. Same here, it says more to me than the total output from Taylor Swift and Katy Perry rolled together.

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  10. Moog - The Electric Eclectics of Dick Hyman. It's not jazz? Well, then, what is it? Give him a break. Look at the name he had to grow up with.

    Arcmay

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  11. He didn't have to be nice, he was nuttier than a bedbug.
    Did anyone here see that 1966 documentary where he shot a hole in the ceiling, gave his young daughter wine and was getting kicked out of his apartment? After he was evicted, Mingus went to Central Park stripped down naked and started rambling off about Nazis and "getting tossed into ovens" to where we was knocked out and locked away in Bellevue for 2 years.

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