Before we jump into November's column, we'd like to know: Are YOU a jazz super fan? If you are and you'd like to be featured in an upcoming column, click here and send us a message! Nora Sheehan Schaaf, along with her husband, Homer, has been going out to hear live jazz several times a week for sixty years. And while she may have visited jazz clubs from Havana to Krakow, when it comes to live jazz there's no place like home. From the couple's early days stealing kisses on the banquettes at the Village Vanguard, to introducing young people to New York's jazz scene in the present day, Nora is a true jazz advocate. Tell us a bit about yourself.
An only child, I was born in Washington, D.C. during WWII in 1941. My birth allowed my father to be discharged from the U.S. Army. He shared with me his love of jazz, politics, and the Boston Celtics. My mother shared her love of Broadway theater and classical music. Both my parents were avid readers and community volunteers. We lived with my maternal grandmother in the South Bronx for several years while my parents saved to buy a small house in 1948 in Dumont, N.J.
I met Homer on a chilly September 30 in 1962, on a blind date in Boston. We have been married for fifty-four years. Jazz, opera, classical music, chamber music, good restaurants and wine have been part of our lives from the beginning. In the early years we only could afford rehearsal tickets for the Boston Symphony and later the New York Philharmonic. That remains a great way to hear outstanding orchestras. We have fond memories of Sunday matinees at the Village Vanguard, when they served burgers and rum cokes, and we listened to Gerry Mulligan
. Kissing on the right elevated banquette was part of the fun.
I led New York City child welfare programs and served on not-for-profit boards for thirty-five years. For the past fifteen years I have been an enthusiastic volunteer helping children learn the joys of reading in the Summer Freedom School and After School Program at St. Ann's Episcopal Church in the South Bronx. Some of the children are strong drummers, dancers, singers. All are helped to enjoy good books. What's your earliest memory of music?
The radio was always on. WPAT for music, WOR for news and talk shows, WCBS for fifteen-minute, and later thirty-minute, midday soap operas. I forget what station had Sunday afternoon thrillers like Suspense
and The Shadow
. I happily started singing in the children's choir at the Episcopal Church of the Atonement in Tenafly, New Jersey, at age seven. I still like church hymns, particularly with improvisation. I like almost anything by Bach and strong organ pieces. I have heard some of the world's finest organists: Marcel Dupre, Frederick Swan, E Power Biggs, Diane Bish. New York City has a wealth of great organs. I like the beauty of jazz renditions of church music and always attend trombonist Wycliffe Gordon
's Gospel Hour on The Jazz Cruise.
And I can still see my mother's glowing face when she told me she had gotten my father the just-released 1950s LPs of Benny Goodman's The Famous 1938 Carnegie Hall Jazz Concert
. To top it off she saved up and bought him a turntable that flipped the record over so you could hear both sides. A few years later she got me a portable phonograph for my small bedroom. I went on to learn about diamond and sapphire needles, speakers, KLH radios. Headphones came later. How old were you when you got your first record?
It was a 45 record of Bill Haley and the Comets' "Rock Around the Clock" in 1955, when I was thirteen. My dad gave me Dave Brubeck's Jazz Goes to College
in 1960. He also gave me a stuffed Democratic Donkey for my door. My Massachusetts college roommate of four years studied organ and still playsand votes Republican. What was the first concert you ever attended?
It wasn't a concert, but I saw Mary Martin in Peter Pan in 1954, when I was twelve. I was mesmerized by Peter and the children flying, Tinker Bell needing the audience to help save her, Nana the dog, the music. Our grandson Christopher saw The Lion King
this year. He wasn't as bowled over. My first jazz concert was Ahmad Jamal
in 1960 or 61 in the cavernous Cage, a huge auditorium at MIT that no longer exists. There must have been at least a thousand people. Some of us took turns standing near the stage to watch him. My love of jazz piano started then. Piano trios are my favorite groups. How long have you been going out to hear live music?
Sixty years. Homer and I have easily attended more than 2,000 jazz concerts. How often do you go out to hear live music?
Three or four nights a week, sometimes more during the academic year. We sometimes go to Carnegie Hall or to Lincoln Center for classical music or opera, and then go to a late jazz set.