
The Mooche
Soprano Summit
Bob Wilber & Kenny Davern
Bob Wilber & Kenny Davern
Producer: Barker Hickox / Hickox Productions, Phoenix, Arizona
Album Cover: Jim O'Connell/M.P.I.
Recorded December 17, 21, 22, 1973 at Vanguard Studios, N.Y.C.
Engineering and Mixing by Noel Edward with Jeff Zaraya, assisting
World Jazz WJLP-S-5
1974
Album Cover: Jim O'Connell/M.P.I.
Recorded December 17, 21, 22, 1973 at Vanguard Studios, N.Y.C.
Engineering and Mixing by Noel Edward with Jeff Zaraya, assisting
World Jazz WJLP-S-5
1974
Bob Wilber - Soprano Sax, Clarinet
Kenny Davern - Soprano Sax, Clarinet
Dick Hyman - Piano
Bucky Pizzarelli - Guitar, Banjo
Bob Rosengarden - Drums
George Diuvivier or Milton Hinton - Bass
Dick Hyman - Piano
Bucky Pizzarelli - Guitar, Banjo
Bob Rosengarden - Drums
George Diuvivier or Milton Hinton - Bass
From the back cover: The jazz tradition is incredibly rich, yet much of it lies fallow in the grooves of old records, cherished by specialists and collectors, but seldom if ever brought to life the only way music really can be-in the playing of it.This beautiful album brings some forgotten music back to life, but not in the manner of the so-called revivalists, who strive to copy the past. This is new music; fresh, contemporary, not like anything you've heard before. Bob Wilber, Kenny Davern and their colleagues are not recreators but creators. It is the spirit, not the letter of a great tradition that is so lovingly resurrected here.
"Soprano Summit" is an appropriate title. Wilber and Davern are among the top practitioners of this most demanding of the saxophones - an instrument that in recent years, in part due to the influence of John Coltrane, has become unprecedentedly popular in jazz circles.
The soprano, of course, is synonymous with the man who brought it into jazz, the immortal Sidney Bechet. His musical legacy – as composer as well as player – is newly illuminated here. But let us not forget that Bechet was also a great clarinetist - Wilber hasn't.
In contrast to the soprano, the clarinet – once one of the dominant horns in jazz - has fallen into relative obscurity. Hearing Wilber and Davern do the instrument justice here makes the listener aware of just how regrettable this neglect is.
On both their instruments, the two hornmen excel not only as soloists but in team work, and this is one important aspect of the tradition I've been talking about: True ensemble spirit; two individualists adjusting to each other; creative give-and-take; the joy of playing together.
Obviously, this can't be accomplished successfully without the support of a proper rhythm section. The one Wilber has assembled here is truly an all-star team. Dick Hyman is the most versatile pianist I know, with a complete knowledge and understanding of the total history of the jazz keyboard. Moreover, he is a masterful interpreter and team player. His work here will surprise even those who know his worth.
Guitarist Bucky Pizzarelli is beginning to get some of the public acclaim that has long been his due; musicians don't need to be told of his many virtues. Milt Hinton and George Duvivier, the alternating bassists, are two of the great masters of the art of rhythmic and musical sup port, at home in any situation. Their mere presence lent an air of assurance to the proceedings.
Bob Rosengarden, best known as the bandleader on the Dick Cavett Show (and presently musical director of the Empire Room at New York's Waldorf Astoria), may off-hand seem the odd man in the section. But Wilber, who has encountered Bobby in various playing situations, notably at Dick Gibson's Colorado Jazz Parties, made a wise choice. Bobby has inspiriting, swinging time, and hasn't played so-called "traditional" jazz often enough to become trapped in the rhythmic clichés too many drummers are wont to impose on their unwilling cohorts.
This album should do much to put the talents of Kenny Davern in rightful perspective. He's had far too little re- corded exposure, especially in recent years, and hardly ever in the right circumstances, but now the drought, happily, seems to be over. He has just been well show. cased on Dick Hyman's investigations of the music of Jelly Roll Morton (Columbia), and has made two albums with his good friend Dick Wellstood: a quartet effort (for Seeds) and a unique soprano-piano duet date (for Chiaroscuro). And now this stimulating 'partnership with perhaps his only peer in terms of musical as well as instrumental orientation.
To those who love them both, this encounter between Wilber and Davern on records is a dream come true. I think it was Red Balaban, an enterprising bassist-ban-joist-organizer, who first had the good sense to bring these two together; they have since appeared in tandem. at a Colorado Jazz Party, at a memorable outdoor concert on New York's Park Avenue, and at a concert celebrating The World's Greatest Jazz Band's fifth anniversary. Because they have so much in common, yet are such totally different personalities, they complement each other perfectly. There's just the right amount of together ness and stimulating competitiveness to make musical sparks fly. Each brings out the best in the other.
Bob Wilber has surpassed himself here in all the facets of his talent: as arranger, player, composer, catalyst, and musical thinker. Because much writing and criticism about jazz tends to view the music as a series of consecutive stylistic "progressions", a unique musician like Wilber, who was captivated by Bechet at a point in historical time when others went with Charlie Parker, and whose development since his early days as Bechet's star pupil has not followed orthodox paths, has been classified as a "mainstream" player, which, curiously enough, tends to mean someone who is not really in the main. stream of the music.
To me, Wilber and his most gifted contemporaries (such as Dick Wellstood and the somewhat younger Davern) are the true custodians of the living jazz tradition, aware of the whole spectrum of the music, and choosing to work within the areas they find most appeal. ing. (to the extent that any working musician is permitted the luxury of artistic choices as distinct from practical ones).
What Wilber has done here is multi-faceted. He has taken some fine, unusual pieces of music associated with the great triumvirate of New Orleans reeds – Bechet, Johnny Dodds. Jimmy Noone and reexamined them in the light of his own musical personality and experience. He has paid homage to another giant who touched him deeply, Johnny Hodges, with a beautiful new composition in the spirit of his prior Hodges pieces (Dreaming Butterfly, New City Ditty). He has written a piece in yet another neglected reed tradition, that of the virtuoso clarinet as represented by Benny Goodman. He has taken an older composition of his own (Penny Rag, a collaboration with Max Kaminsky) and re-invested it with reedy redolence. And he has made wonderfully creative use of the possibilities of a two-reed front line in all its many potential combinations of sonorities and juxtapositions, as well as of such stimulating but now seldom well-used classic jazz devices as stop time rhythm, chase choruses, breaks, etc.
In the studio, it soon became apparent that the musicians were unusually stimulated by the unhackneyed and challenging yet naturally musical and logical tasks that confronted them. The situation was anything but routine, and there was no trace of the attitude of the jaded professional, though several of these men record almost every day of the week, and more than once a day. Nobody was in a rush.
Each man really cared about doing his part, and there was mutual admiration, astonishment, and best of all, pleasure in creating genuine, living contemporary music in a spirit that invoked the past without patronizing or idolizing it. I've witnessed many a recording session, but few (if any) with such a pervasive atmosphere of involve. ment, of wanting to hear how this came out, of trying to see how that could be improved - all in a spirit of both joy and high seriousness. And isn't that the spirit it's all about?
Swing Parade, a Sidney Bechet composition recorded by him in 1941, is a rousing opener. The ensemble fea- tures two sopranos. The solo exchanges (at first in stop time) after Hyman's stride solo (Bucky takes the bridge) are by Bob and Kenny, in that order, and the ensuing collective rideout ends on a joyful high note. This is a good track for getting acquainted with the two distinct soprano sounds.
Egyptian Fantasy also stems from Bechet and a 1941 recording. The two clarinets are featured, and they blend beautifully in warm hues. Note Hyman's chromatic piano accompaniment in the A section (in G minor). In the next section (in B flat). Kenny takes the first set of solo breaks, Bob the second. Also note Bucky's mysterioso fills in the final segment, and the great tremolo and glis. sando ending.
Oh Sister, Ain't That Hot, a charming early-'20s piece by Walter Donaldson, was a staple in the repertoire of Jimmie Noone's Apex Club band, which had an instru mentation almost identical with this group. Kenny opens with the verse on clarinet, joined by Bob's soprano on the chorus. For the second chorus, Bob plays lead a la Joe Poston, with Kenny in the appropriate Noone groove. After Hyman's fleet piano bit, there are fine breaks by Kenny and a soaring stop time solo by Bob. They swing on out together, backed by Rosengarden's Chinese crash cymbal (courtesy Kenny D. via Jack Bradley – they don't make them any more). The ending is a gas.
Stealin' Away is not the famous spiritual but a blues re corded by Johnny Dodds in 1929 with a group called the Paramount Pickers. Backed by Pizzarelli and Hinton only, the two clarinets conjure up an intimate, end-of-the-night quality. After Bob's lead on the verse, Kenny plays the lead and the break on the first chorus, Bob on the second. Kenny solos first, very blue; Bob delves into his warm lower register for his say. Bucky's gentle chorded solo is backed by bass only, while Milt's has background harmony from the clarinets, who go out with a fine riff, first in lower register, then up high.
Johnny Was There, Bob's moving tribute to Mr. Hodges, features the beautiful soprano sound of the composer, joined most effectively by Kenny for the climax what a blend! (It's hard enough to keep one soprano in tune: these two play harmony as if to the manner born.) The haunting ending is enhanced by Hyman's Ducal fills. Rabbit would have liked this..
Penny Rag is the aforementioned Wilber collaboration with Max Kaminsky, from a time when the trumpeter was leading the house band at Eddie Condon's, with Bob aboard, and a series of compositions in the idiom of the Louis Armstrong Hot Five were devised and recorded for Seeburg Transcriptions when Joe Marsala was the recording director there. It's quite a piece, in three sections, of which the D-flat one (Bob calls it the "carousel" section) is particularly lovely-a real rag, made-to-order for the present revival. Bob plays soprano, Kenny clarinet, both superbly. The final ensemble really sings – it's that kind of melody and feeling. Dig Bob's break!
Side two opens with another Bechet masterpiece, The Fish Man a big hit for the Old Man in France. A merengue (Bechet once made some Haitian records, by the way), it opens with Kenny on clarinet and Bob on soprano; after their duet, Bob slashes out and Kenny follows. now also on soprano, for a chase-and-duet and fine fish-horn finale. This is dance music of the first order, and the rhythm team (Bucky on his uncle's fancy banjo here) really takes charge, Chinese cymbal again to the fore.
The Mooche, one of the few better known pieces on this LP, is an Ellington staple-a survivor from the band's Jungle period certainly bearing the stamp of co-composer Bubber Miley. The opening finds Rosengarden recalling Sonny Greer's temple blocks; he goes to tom. toms behind the two sopranos. After the blues ensemble, Bob's low-register clarinet is answered by Kenny's soprano in two choruses of call-and-response. Bob returns to soprano for four-bar exchanges led off by Kenny. They riff behind the piano solo, sock it out together, return to the G-minor strain, and take breaks (BW/BW/KD/KD). Dig the mysterious, tremoloed ending. By the way, Duke's favorite record of this piece was by Bechet. Hope he hears this.
Where Are We? is Kenny Davern's solo contribution to the date. I love the sound he gets on his clarinet; few cats fill the horn like that. The tune is pretty: Kenny says he wrote the melody but didn't like the changes-bassist Jack Six, a frequent associate, wrote the ones heard here. This tells a story in just one chorus, backed by guitar and bass only.
Please Clarify is Bob's salute to the Goodman tradition, or rather, the part of it represented by things like Clarinade (fittingly, Hyman does a marvelous Mel Powell here). It has two strains; the one in D-minor has that Russian-Jewish flavor. On the B-flat interlude, Bob solos first, then Kenny, and they continue in that order. Some tough stuff here for the clarinet chops, passed in flying colors.
Song of Songs is a 1914 continental European pop song, and so filled with nostalgia the damned thing almost makes me cry. Bechet told Wilber he used to play this with Will Marion Cook's Southern Syncopated Orchestra the band with which he set Europe on its ear" in 1919. This is strictly a soprano party, shamelessly. gloriously romantic, both men making love to the melody the way the Old Man could do it, in his best Richard Tauber cum creole soul manner. (Jazz is a way of play. ing, of singing music - all kinds.) The rundown: ad lib verse, Kenny first, then both entwined, then Bob, then both. Bob states the theme (now intempo) first, then Kenny over a countermelody. The verse (again ad lib) has BW/KD/BW/KD dialog, then they jointly weave the chorus. The ad lib cadenza features Bob, and then they go out together, hitting that nice fat chord smack in the face. Lovely!
Meet Me Tonight in Dreamland makes for a cheerful ending to a great trip, and illuminates Wilber's arranging gifts once more. It's a most imaginative treatment of an old American standard. Bob is on clarinet, Kenny on soprano, and all sorts of things happen, all nice. Among them: Hyman's brilliant solo over stop-time rhythm (I'm very fond of backgrounds to piano solos), and the band playing the melody, stop time, behind the opening of Bob's elegant solo. (He got the idea, he told me, from Jimmie Noone's Apex Club things "with Bud Scott play. ing lead behind Noone solo.") Kenny leads the way out, and there's a duet break a la Oliver. "These guys have so much time, they don't even need a rhythm section," said Bucky Pizzarelli of Messrs. Wilber and Davern.
Well, there you have it. Without hyperbole, one of the most enjoyable, most musically satisfying and imaginative recordings of contemporary jazz music to come along in the '70s. This is one to keep. – DAN MORGENSTERN
Swing Parade
Egyptian Fantasy
Oh, Sister, Ain't That Hot
Stealin' Away
Johnny Was There
Penny Rag
The Fish Man
The Mooche
Where Are We?
Where Are We?
Please Clarify
Song Of Songs
Meet Me Tonight In Dreamland
Song Of Songs
Meet Me Tonight In Dreamland



















