By Peter Madsen
ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂWhile Miles Davis got top billing during this nine-day concert seriesÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
the star unquestionably was Brown. Night after night, performance after performance, BrownÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂs presence, repertoire, and almost uncanny rapport with his audience added up to a unique entertainment experienceÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
in Oscar Brown Jr. we have the most exciting entertainment figure in decades.ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
-- Down Beat 1962
How could someone that has been called genius, exceptional, beautiful and authentically hip by such diverse figures as Steve Allen, Nat Henthoff and Eleanor Roosevelt, someone that recorded classic albums in the sixties, someone that wrote the lyrics to the jazz standards ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂDat DereÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ, ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂAfro BlueÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ and ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂWork SongÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ, and even someone that was the host of a television show called Jazz Scene USA in 1962 disappear almost without a trace? What ever happened to the great singer composer political activist Oscar Brown Jr.?
When I was a teenager in the late sixties I bought an album by Brown called ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂBetween Heaven and HellÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ. This album touched my budding sixties awareness of peace, brotherhood and protest with tunes like ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂExcuse Me For LivinÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ, ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂOpportunity Please KnockÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ, ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂLove Is Like a Newborn ChildÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ and ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂWorld Full of GreyÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ. His songs and his presentation of them were somehow very real to me. His poetry was rich with colorful images. He made me feel the pain of the black man struggling to survive and the desire to simply enjoy all that life has to offer. His songs were full of sentiment and emotion and revealed Oscar to be a complete human being full of tenderness and pain, anger and love, as well as joy and confusion.
So what did happen to Oscar Brown Jr.? Well, I found out a couple of years ago when I was asked to play with him and the great tenor saxophone player Stanley Turrentine at a summer jazz festival in Germany. Oscar is alive and well, living in Chicago and still performing on occasion around the world. HeÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂs not performing as much as he would like but heÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂs trying to become more visible (which as I talked about last month ainÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂt easy given the politics of jazz today). He was such a wonderful man full of life and creativity I was honored to be in his warmth. I found out that he still writes a lot of music. In fact he has well over 500 songs that havenÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂt been recorded yet. (Hear that all you record executives out there?!) HeÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂs still a great performer and captured the audience in the palm of his hand singing some of his old classics as well as a few new masterpieces. His strong political edge was still apparent as he stirred the audience into a frenzy singing a new song about our leaders in Washington called ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂBull ShitÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ. I was in heaven, playing with one of my early heroes on one side of me and with soulful Stanley Turrentine on the other, what more could I ask for?
Just a few years ago Columbia finally reissued both ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂBetween Heaven and HellÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ as well as his classic ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂSin and SoulÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ on CD and in 1995 he recorded an album for a very small label (Weasel Disc) called ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂThen and NowÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ. To me itÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂs an out and out travesty, a disgusting comment on the real state of jazz today that someone as great as Oscar Brown Jr. is barely visible. HeÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂs one of our almost forgotten elder statesmen that we should be cherishing and honoring with awards and contracts and studying his words and techniques. But most of all we should be given the opportunity to hear and feel what this manÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂs serious music is all about. If the rare chance appears for you to hear Oscar Brown Jr. sing donÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂt hesitate to buy a ticket for the front row.