I have lots more to say about new things going on at Bogart’s and on Short Vine in general, and I’ll get to that this week – but today I wanted to wrap up (maybe) the theme of favorite concert ever. Guitarist extraordinaire and music teacher extraordinaire Jeff King had this to say about a series of Michael Hedges concerts that took place at Bogart’s:
The crowds at some of those Bogart’s shows were simply amazing. There would be thunderous applause and standing ovations in the middle of songs and then it would be so quiet you could hear a pin drop during the ballads. Hedges really fed off that energy. I’ll never forget him doing the bluesy, vocal riff on “Gimme Shelter.”
Once again Walter Broadnax is hosting both local and national jazz acts in greater Cincinnati – this time at the Thompson House in Newport, Kentucky – and you can read all about it as his website, jazzincincy.com. Here was his favorite concert:
My favorite concert every was one I produced. It was called the four tenors; they were Billy Harper, Benny Maupin, Ed Bayard and Bruce Menefeld, with two drummers, a percussionist, and a bass player. I told the drummers I did not want them to keep time; I wanted the bass to keep time. Billy Harper had used two drummers before, so he knew what to do. It was three and a half hours of the most phenomenal music I’ve ever heard.
The music of Gary Bartz‘ horn transported me from a small loft party/gig in Clifton to the outer reaches of the atmosphere…solar system…universe…
For three hours I transcended the 3D solids around me, to enter a realm of pure fluid, floating somewhere, I don’t know where, but I wasn’t anywhere near my body. I looked over, see myself entranced, seated lotus-style on the floor, my upper body swaying to the beat, hands creating the shapes of the sounds in the air in front, above, around me, eyes closed. Next to me artist Donna Talerico sketched Gary blowin’ full out. My connection to reality was at large for several days after this show.
Years later I visited Donna at a Pendleton Final Friday event, was looking through her bin of works for sale, and came across the sketch she made that night. Looking at it, I still hear–no, feel–the music that sent me aloft that night.
One of the best musicians in Cincinnati, vibraphonist King Reeves has fond memories of a jazz concert with a lineup that will cause envy in many readers:
My very favorite one was John Coltrane and Miles Davis. It was different. I had never hear nobody play like Trane. I thought he had his saxophone souped up he was playing so fast. It was over at the Newport nightclub in Kentucky. The other musicians were Jimmy Cobb, Wynton Kelly and Paul Chambers.
Reeves not only hung out with Miles during one of his many visits to town; he gave him a sight-seeing tour as well.
I met Miles before, when he was coming in and playing with local rhythm sections. I drove him around I was kind of his chauffeur he was playing out at Lincoln Heights. I kind of taxied him around. I met him again in New York; he acted like he didn’t know me.
Imagine that, Miles Davis displaying some attitude. Nonetheless, I read somewhere that he was pretty decent trumpet player. ; )