A fleeting glance at the cover of Alphonse Mouzon's CD Jazz in Bel-Air
(Tenacious, 2008) gives one the impression that Mouzon was born into wealth, "with a silver spoon in his mouth." Listening to Mouzon's compositions and performance on the CD does nothing to dispel that impression. He delivers a live performance so polished and enjoyable that it would seem almost out-of-place in anything less than a top-notch venue. The use of earlier Mouzon compositions on television shows such as Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous
and Runaway with the Rich and Famous
also seems to support a perception of affluence. And the list of legendary musicians with whom Mouzon has played and recorded reads like a "Who's Who in Music."
But Alphonse Mouzon's rise to prominence within the jazz world did not originate from within the multi-storied grand mansions of Bel Air, California. Nothing could be further from the truth. Mouzon was born November 21, 1948, to a family living in one of the poorest neighborhoods of Charleston, South Carolina. "When I was younger, I used to tap dance at my little vaudeville show where I lived, a poor area, Charleston Heights, the ghetto I guess. I used to tap dance on the porch, and play my little drums that I made out of cans. People would throw nickels and dimes. I never got any quarters!"
His penchant for drums arose when he was little more than a toddler. "I first started playing when I was five, beating things. No one was musical in my family, so I don't know why. It just happened. God just zapped me and said 'Boom, you're going to be the one.' I just started beating and playing on natural impulse. And my brother was in the Army and he came back home and brought records. I heard these albums with Buddy Rich, and Max Roach. Wow, that's the first time I heard jazz. I owe it to my brother, Simon."
His first percussion instruments were the dishes and kitchen utensils he ate from. "I managed to break everything, so they gave me these metal plates to eat out of. My utensils, knives and forks, plates, and the cups were metal too, so I couldn't break em. It was like I was in prison or something." [laughing]
Mouzon's mother, who was very supportive of the young musician, bought his first set of drums when he was twelve. That was also his age when he played his first professional gig, with a traveling band that needed an emergency substitute drummer. "They were from Georgia. Their drummer was drunk or something, and I was the only drummer nearby. They woke me up, my sister took me to the club, and I got up on the stage and played. I was scared, but I did pretty well. After the first couple of notes, I was in."
He received his first formal musical training while a student at Bonds-Wilson High School in North Charleston. And at fourteen he was already playing be-bop, calypso, and R&B on the club circuit in the Charleston area. "I was the only kid, and it was grown-ups that I played with. We were playing [various] clubs and Officers' clubs at the Naval base. So we had to play everything."
By age eighteen, he was playing with Chubby Checker at a hotel in Miami, Florida, a gig that nearly cost him his life. "I went out to the [hotel] pool and jumped in." Mouzon who readily admits his inability to swim, quickly found himself struggling to stay afloat. "The musicians were by the pool, [and] they thought I was kidding. But the receptionist jumped in and saved [me]."
In 1966, Mouzon moved to New York and within two weeks had landed a spot in the Ross Carnegie Orchestra. "I introduced myself, sat in, and got the job. I was from South Carolina and I didn't have any drums. I had sticks, but no drums. So I played on Frankie Dunlop's drums. Dunlop was the drummer with Thelonious Monk. He played with the Ross Carnegie orchestra too, when we wasn't working with Monk. So I was just lucky. Stuff like that doesn't just happen. I just walked right into it. I played with George Coleman, Stanley Turrentine. I met a lot of people."
In 1967, Mouzon had a memorable performance while sitting in with George Benson. "I was letting my hair grow at that time, so I would wear an Afro wig, because Afros were big back then. I was on the stage playing with George Benson, doing the drum solo, just playing, and the drumstick got caught up in my hair and pssssttt, ...I flung my hair into the audience! It was funny. I was so embarrassed."