C. Michael Bailey
I'm Sanctified and Southern Fried / Mama tried and daddy cried / I tell the truth 'cept when I've lied / And like my huevos on the side.
I do not consider myself a journalist or an otherwise professional writer. In spite of that, I have been fortunate
enough to write for Michael Ricci and his All About Jazz since 1997. I have been permitted to cover all types of
music in wall narrative manners. By necessity, I have trimmed my writing output to my monthly Bailey's Bundle
column, where I review 10 recordings, as well as cover local music performances in the native Little Rock, Arkansas,
and surrounding areas.
These are the things I need from you:
(1) I am limiting my coverage to Jazz Vocals and Classical Music. I will consider other music, but it will not be my
(2) Please send only digital assets by email (to [email protected]). My beautiful bride will no longer allow
me to have physical copies of music, preferring that I, ...crawl into our postmodern present. By Digital assets I
mean digital music files (mp3 preferred), a one-sheet, with musicians' credits, and album cover art as a jpeg.
(3) If you have already been reviewed or are scheduled to be reviewed by another critic at All About Jazz, please do
not submit to me.
My Jazz Story
Published on: 2017-06-14
I was first exposed to jazz in high school after purchasing Miles Davis' "Kind of Blue" like about a zillion others. It was not until my introduction to alto saxophonist Art
Pepper, that I really embraced jazz...and it has been a love affair since then.