Jazz Is For The Birds: An Aviary In Song
In jazzas in all else in lifedifferent words mean different things to different people. The way we associate words or sounds with meaning is unique to the individual, but certain words tend to draw similar thoughts from within the jazz community. "Bird" is one such word. Whether you're an avant-garde aficionado, a "moldy fig," a modernist or a dyed-in-the-wool bop connoisseur, the word "bird" is likely to conjure up images or thoughts of the great Charlie Parker.
"Bird"Parker's universally known nicknameis as appropriate a moniker as could be imagined for this soaring saxophone star, but birds in general, not just this particular one, have a logical connection to jazz. Wondrous flights, unpredictable paths, darting moves and a sheer joy in dazzling aerodynamic displays connects winged creatures of all shapes and sizes to this music we call jazz. With this in mind, this edition of Old, New, Borrowed and Blue will take a look at bird-associated songs that are as wondrous as their namesakes.
I don't remember the circumstances surrounding my purchase of Stan Getz Presents Jimmie Rowles: The Peacocks (Columbia Records, 1977), but I do recall that I had no previous knowledge about Rowles. While the Stan Getz-Elvin Jones connection here was the likely reason for purchasesince I was searching out as much Elvin-related material as I could find during this time periodRowles' work dwarfed the presence of these two musical giants on this outing.
Rowlesborn on August 19, 1918 in Spokane, Washingtonheld the piano chair with some of the biggest artists of the big band movement, including Benny Goodman, Woody Herman and Tommy Dorsey. He served with some of the finest saxophonists around, like Lester Young and Ben Webster, and, through his work accompanying Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holiday and Peggy Lee, Rowles showed himself to be one the finest pianists to finesse the keys behind female vocal talent.
While all of his work with these musicians brought Rowles' artistry into the ears of jazz adoring audiences, the title track of the aforementioned Stan Getz-sponsored project came to be his lasting legacy to jazz repertoire. Getz himself called the piece "a gem of a composition...beyond time and place" and the original liner notes call it "achingly exquisite." While the songs creationcoming to Rowles on a car ride home and completed the next dayis another demonstration that one never knows when creative brilliance might strike, the jazz community has embraced this song as one of the premiere ballads of the genre.
While I could discuss the Rowles-Getz treatment of the song on this album, or any number of other renditions by artists as different as piano giant Fred Hersch and saxophone newcomer Sarah Manning, I feel that Bill Holman's bass clarinet-based arrangement of this song best captures the emotions in the music. A View From The Side (JVC, 1995) contains nine shining performances, beginning with "No Joy In Mudville" and concluding with his stellar take on "Tennessee Waltz"; but the clear highlight is an emotionally gripping performance of "The Peacocks," which features Bob Efford on bass clarinet. Efford's playing brings out all the drama and intense emotions of the song, while Holman's brilliant scoring, with airy flutes juxtaposed against the deeper sounds, creates a rich, complex color scheme that can take your breath away.
Vocalist Chiara Civello easily wins my vote for the most promising, yet under recognized, vocalist in jazz today. A native of Italy who was drawn to the music and rhythms of Brazil, Civello hasn't made much of a dent in the U.S. marketplace, but her first two albums present an artist that knows how to marry musical sophistication, accessibility and the rhythms and ideals of jazz, world music, pop and folk, like no other.
My first encounter with Civello's music was a complete accident. One day, while browsing through the jazz section of Tower Records, I encountered her debut disc, Last Quarter Moon (Verve Forecast, 2005), and I was intrigued by the possibilities of a jazz vocalist covering Suzanne Vega's "Caramel" and collaborating with Burt Bacharach on the same album. While those thoughts lead me to purchase the album, it was Civello's own pieceslike "Here Is Everything" and "The Wrong Goodbye"which kept me coming back.
As good as Civello seemed to be on record, the two shows I caught at the Living Roomon the Lower East Side in Manhattanwere even better. Her follow-up effortThe Space Between (Emarcy/Universal Music Italia, 2007)avoided the dreaded sophomore slump (more prevalent in rock than jazz anyway) and featured moving tracks like the intoxicating "Night" and emotionally gripping "Seagulls." While some might simply view seagulls as pesky waterfowl, Civello manages to find a way to connect thoughts of mixed emotions and a jubilant rhythmic tide with these birds, in a way that delivers a powerfulyet extremely catchy and tunefulperformance.