Teachers must find it hard to leave their job in the classroom, like Olympic runners find it hard to take their time. The best teachers educate out of reflex, and for Michael Steinman that reflex transcends classroom or course listing. Whether it's English at Nassau Community College or hot jazz on the World Wide Web, passion and pedagogy are one and the same for Steinman.
Steinman's blog, "Jazz Lives," honors the traditional jazz he's loved his whole life. He collects photos of legends past, and shoots his own video of legends in the making. Steinman calls it a celebration of excellence, yet his devotion is an event in itself. Aside from his infectious admiration for the music, Steinman's educational instincts shape every word and image. While other websites catalog the sights and sounds of this esoteric chapter of American pop, Steinman's passion for this music and self-described "didactic impulse" make for a compelling seminar in the history and future of hot jazz. Like the great authors he teaches, Steinman doesn't just tell but shows his readers what traditional jazz has offered, and continues to offer to this day. "Jazz Lives" offers history free of lecture and appreciation without self-indulgence. Like a great rhythm section, Steinman's pedagogy is felt, never forced.
A photograph from a 1937 jam session is animated by Steinman's description of "Frankie Newton
." It's a good-natured, winking insight that jazz aficionados will agree or disagree with, and jazz neophytes will want to understand. The music reaches a range of readers, without textbooks or Hollywood soundtracks.
Jazz has reached out to Steinman since he bought his first record at age 11. The electric guitars and shouting vocals of his youth couldn't compete with Prohibition-era pop and the swinging rhythms of the big bands: "Growing up in the sixties, The Beatles
. I was basically training to be a social outcast!"
He was actually training for a lifetime of jazz journalism and scholarship. As for being a social outcast, the miracle of the internet has connected Steinman with fans throughout the globe and across decades, from toe-tapping readers in Australia to trumpeter Andy Schumm
's cornet. This forgotten, amateur photograph becomes a documentary in Steinman's hands. Several musical generations within and outside the photo honor an innovative artist and departed friend. We get to know "Bix," and everyone he's touched, right down to the man sharing this image with us. It's a recording within a photograph within a profile, a triple reflection designed through Steinman's passion as listener and collector.
Steinman comments, "you can almost hear the records spinning," but his writing turns up the volume. He captures that magical moment of "listen to this" in print as well as image. Intimations of "creamy altos" and singers who "believe what [they] sing, without any overlay of dramatization" invite the reader to sit back and share in the music. Moonlighting as unofficial videographer to the stars of traditional jazz, he narrates with the energy of a sportscaster and the breadth of a painter. Hundreds of hours of his own footage grace "Jazz Lives" and YouTube, an invaluable record made all the more stirring by Steinman's attention to detail.
's Nighthawks, Steinman covers the full sweep of the band, but zeroes in on the leader's percussive slap bass. It's a musician's eye, even if Steinman retired his clarinet years ago. The viewer gets to see and hear what's in front, underneath and inside the music, the whole so much more than the sum of its parts.
The Nighthawks exclusively play the music of the twenties and early thirties, much of it recorded by original bands decades ago. Steinman names the source material and the musicians on the original sessions, but with a rhythmic brevity that lets you keep moving from clip to clip. Technical detail becomes superfluous with Steinman as your guide: he doesn't need to explain how the engine works to take the viewer flying.