Friday, October 30, 2009

I've been privy to a couple of fantastic "controversies" in the last several months - both sparked by an established player "dishing" about up-and-comers.

Here is the first - it's a couple of years old, and has "made the rounds" already:


For those not able to view this (such as people reading this at work or on mobile devices), this is former Young Lion (and now Middle Aged Lion?) Branford Marsalis talking about his students. I've transcribed it (abridged) below-

"What I've learned from my students is that students today are completely full of shit. The only thing they're really interested in is you telling them how right they are and how good they are. The idea of what you are is more important than you actually being that. All they want to hear is how good they are and how talented they are and...most of them aren't really willing to work to the degree to live up to that."

Branford has already taken his fair share of flack for this statement so I won't belabor it.

A well established drummer who has played with Joshua Redman for the last two decades (as well as Joe Lovano, Dianne Reaves and a who's who of major-label jazz stars) posted a similar, though more focussed message the other day. I'll paraphrase:

"Let's bring the music back where it belongs. If you can't play don't put out a record. It's that simple...When Betty Carter, Ray Brown and Art Blakey were here we had a higher standard [but now some people don't] take pride in their music."

As I've commented earlier there is a certain spirit in which both comments ring true. (Though Branford's is a little harder to defend because he strays into paranoia - you'll see if you watch the clip.) Even twenty years ago there were "gatekeepers." Branford himself came up through Art Blakey's Jazz Messengers, and the other commenter through both Betty Carter's and Ray Brown's bands. Until about 2001 there was a "market" - albeit a limited one - for graduates of these leaders' bands, and with Carter, Blakey or Brown on the resume you could be assured the artists had a pedigree, and had been "vetted."

Now, for better or worse, those "kingmakers" are gone. The "jazz" rosters of the major labels have dwindled to a handful of aging stars (who - don't get me wrong - are still innovating and killing it, but the labels are slow to add "new" artists). Many of the current generation's most talented - wait I don't like that word - accomplished artists have realized that if the labels aren't promoting new artists they can get a better deal by releasing things on their own labels. And the proliferation of small recording studios and online sales potential of iTunes and CD Baby have made it possible for anyone with the budget to put out a record.

SO - no more gatekeepers.

At a certain level it must get annoying if you're Branford, or my unnamed "colleague" (a term that overstates my importance in the relationship by orders of magnitude) - you have people approaching you all the time for lessons and you're bound to notice something's changed. Everybody has a CD now, and a website, and a press kit, and a mailing list, and a "fan" site. And everyone's using business language - "networking", "contacts". So you've got a crop of little self-starting entrepreneurs running around releasing records and there's just one problem - a great many can't play. Somebody's got a record and a website and gigs, and he pulls his horn out, and he can't play a blues.

That's gotta get you thinking some dark thoughts. The temptation to "vent" must have been overwhelming, and who could resist using a platform of influence to inveigh against what you see as the "dumbing down" of the music? Surely the jazz world is in need of some arbiter of artistic validity, some influential figure who will say, "the buck stops here." There's just one problem - "artistic validity" may be harder to pin down than we think.

In the real world of jazz/music/art education teachers often have to make judgment calls about their students' potential very early in those students' development. (And while when I used to teach I dealt primarily with people who never intended to make a career out of music, influential figures teach students who - by and large - do.) Is there a risk that by setting the bar "too high", (or defining competence too narrowly) people with the potential to become great artists are getting "turned off" before they can develop?

I'll come back to that - first let me talk a bit about my own experience in the education system. The first day of Jazz History in grad school, a well known historian was adminstering a placement test, and called on a volunteer, asking him, "how many Louis Armstrong records do you own?" The poor soul, who had doubtless listened to a great deal of Satchmo's near ubiquitous music but never spent money to acquire any records, sat mute while the professor proceeded to lambaste him - and by extension all of us - for not knowing our fundamentals. By contrast in undergrad I took Jazz History from an equally distinguished teacher - a well known composer and close associate with Gunther Schuller and classmate/bandmate of John Medeski. He took a far less confrontational approach to the subject, approaching Duke Ellington as if no one had heard of him, treating every detail of his biography as revelatory.

Similarly I've had drum teachers who told me not to talk to them about polyrhythms until I had "mastered" Jo Jones and Warren Dodds (as if such a thing were possible, or even desirable), and those who approached them - and Roy Haynes, Jack Dejohnette and Tony Williams - with youthful enthusiasm (assuming, correctly, that the greats didn't need anyone else to "sell" them). The latter bunch were no less reverent of the early greats - they just felt it wasn't THEIR role to insist that I master them FIRST, to the exclusion of all else. The ironic thing is all these guys absolutely liked the same music, played similarly - indeed many played TOGETHER - and ultimately held the same goal as teachers: to help their students achieve the highest level of artistry possible.

In teaching you're always trying to balance encouragement with challenge - to give the student enough encouragement so he/she doesn't give up, all the while offering enough stinging reality to motivate him/her to keep climbing. Jazz offers a unique challenge, as a highly technical improvisational music - its practitioners, by definition, must have BOTH confidence and humility in spades. It's been my experience, however, that most teachers are either confidence builders or gatekeepers, and rarely both.

Which brings us back to the central question: is there a role for "gatekeeping" as we teach jazz? The goal - that an influential teacher can take a meandering, slightly lazy student and "forge" him/her into a competent artist - is a laudable one, and anecdotes of such transformations abound. Just pick up a copy of Arthur Taylor's fantastic piece of jazz stenography, "Notes and Tones", to see what I mean - artists from Philly Joe to Abbey Lincoln to Miles all talk about finding that one great teacher who kicked their ass and whooped them into shape. We have ample testimonial from successful artists who developed and thrived under the watchful guidance of a "no bullshit" teacher who emphasized sequential learning.

But what if sequential learning doesn't work equally well for everyone? Developmental psychologists have long agreed that learning styles are highly varied and highly individual. By forcing everyone to follow a linear path of development (first master this, then this, don't try playing those Dolphy licks until you can play like Lester Young) do we ignore someone with the potential for great talent who might develop in a more associative way - indeed in the way many of us discover and gain aptitude for things we're not being "graded on", like wine? (Example of this would be, you like Mark Turner [sax player in this clip and composer of the tune]? Cool, transcribe him, but check out these Warne Marsh records [that's Warne on the tenor sax - the larger of the two horns]. You like Brecker? Cool, but he got that lick from Trane - check out this record...) Are there not artists just as talented who learned less formally?

(No less relevant is this question: do Philly Joe, Miles, Abby, Tony Williams, and the subjects of Art Taylor's interviews REALLY have only their TEACHERS to thank? Were these not people of both exceptional intrinsic motivation - who would have succeeded in gleaning the knowledge necessary to ply their craft from any source available, whether or not that source was a taskmaster - and unusual opportunities (the time and place they came up, the existence of "the street", the musical families many were born into with the notable exceptions of Coltrane and Miles)? Finally, how can we be sure they're telling the truth? Miles, Coltrane, and Bird may have had great teachers at points in their lives, but they also succeeded because of their ability to IGNORE people telling them they were "doing it wrong" and to strike fearlessly out on their own in pursuit of the "next step.")

More broadly, what if someone will NEVER master Bird, but will nonetheless become a powerful and convincing player of the alto saxophone? Everyone agrees in hindsight on the genius of Ornette Coleman but many were FAR from convinced in the early '60s. What if some teacher had so discouraged Ornette that he hung up the horn for good. Similarly, what if Ringo Starr had taken a lesson with Jim Chapin and been so discouraged he gave up the drums? Everyone now agrees Ringo exerted tremendous influence on drumming and on music, but his potential to do that was probably not evident to everyone who met him in 1950.

It is this danger that should give us the greatest pause - for while teachers have tremendous power to motivate, inspire and encourage, they also have more power than they realize to DIScourage, to turn off, to dishearten.

Is the potential benefit to the music from "gatekeeping" great enough to justify "turning off" at a time when jazz so desperately needs NEW voices and FRESH perspectives? If even one more late-bloomer makes his/her way through music or art school and proceeds to make creative, refreshing, deep art, is it not worth the thousands upon thousands of lackluster records (which probably won't sell very well anyway) made by artists who will never understand the degree of hard work necessary to achieve greatness?

This question I'll leave to the reader.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Walking With Giants - demystifying a Kendrick Scott solo

So I've issued this little challenge to myself. Explain a piece of modern jazz drumming in a historical context to a non-musician without illiciting yawns.
You see, my piece last week mishmashing jazz, teaching music, and "kids these days" into one mess of an article, got me thinking. I'll write more on teaching and "kids these days" soon, but at present I'm thinking about music and influences. In college I saw a brilliant lecture about one of Mozart's piano pieces - with the assistance of a "live" pianist onstage - broken down for the "lay" listener, and it dawned on me how much understanding art can heighten appreciation.


So here goes-

Check this out:







That's Kendrick Scott, playing a drum solo with Terence Blanchard's band on pianist Aaron Parks' tune Harvesting Dance.

It's hard for me to picture exactly what a non-musician would be thinking about this, but if you were witnessing it live, the spectacle and intensitiy would probably overcome everything else and you would be moved to applaud, as this audience did. (Hah-another "blog to come" on making esoteric music universally palatable;) On this video, however, it's a little harder to follow. The ensemble is obviously playing something around him, and he's "freaking out" on the drums in acrobatic but esoteric ways. But without the feeling of "being there" or a basic understanding of what's going on, the watcher's attention may wander.

But I contend anyone can get closer to understanding what's going on in Kendrick's solo by appreciating a couple of simple elements and their lineage. To start with, what's going on musically, in the context of the composition and the band? It's probably hard to tell in the Kendrick clip, but I'd wager it's easier in this:








Many of us know Dave Brubeck's famous tune Take Five from radio, movie soundtracks and jazz compilations, even if we never bought a Brubeck record. (Fewer know that Joe Morello, the drummer pictured here, was an icon and pioneer who taught a generation of students.) Because the tune is familiar and catchy, I'll wager the solo held your attention for longer. But musically, what's going on in the Brubeck clip is exactly the same thing as what's going on in the Kendrick clip. It's the middle of the song, and the band is playing a repeating figure while the drummer improvises. The drummer finishes the solo, and the band plays the melody again.

Our familiarity with Take Five helps us put the drum solo in context. Let's take two minutes and get more familiar with Aaron Parks' fantastic tune, Harvesting Dance.



If you've made it to the two minute mark you've heard the whole melody.

Now skip to six minutes. You hear the last half of that same melody, then the drum solo begins. This is the part of the tune the Kendrick clip depicts. (I should add that Eric Harland is the drummer on this recording.)(If you like the tune, pick up a copy of Aaron's new CD, Invisible Cinema.)

Putting Kendrick Scott's drum solo in the context of the song and the band gets us halfway, but what's going on behind the drums? To understand that we have to address, briefly, three elements: "drumistic" idioms ("rudiments", in the vernacular), theme and variation, and building intensity within a long solo.

To start with, rudiments. A very brief history: drum vocabulary originated in part from the military, where drums provided a beat to march to.



New Orleans musicians in the early part of the century combined this traditional drum style with spiritual-derived blues tunes for their "second line" funerary marches (still popular today), like this one:





The tune and the vibe are very different from the fife and drum band, but the snare drummers aren't playing all that differently - they've just added "swing" to their traditional military idioms. But the drums are a little hard to hear in the above video. Below, drummer Herlin Riley gives a good demonstration of this historic style:






But how do you get to Kendrick Scott from New Orleans? Actually it's not a far leap at all. Some of the vocabulary Kendrick plays comes directly from the New Orleans idiom. In the first minute of the solo Kendrick is playing "buzz rolls" (pressing the sticks into the drum to create a sustained, "buzz" sound) exactly the way Herlin Riley does in the video above. But there's nearly a century worth of vocabulary to tap into, and we'll look right now at some of that.

Below is Gene Krupa, who I wager most readers have heard on Benny Goodman's recordings if they haven't heard of him by name. He was definitely not the first drummer to take "solos" - Warren Dodds, Sid Catlett, and many before Mr. Krupa were arguably more virtuostic. (Mr. Krupa, like Mr. Goodman, coopted an African American idiom and translated it to a white audience - which is not to impugn Krupa's or Benny Goodman's musicality or their genius one bit, but simply to state the verifyable fact that their race played a role in their record sales and "mainstream" acceptance.) But Gene Krupa captured the spotlight like no drummer before, with his solos.



The quality is bad, but I chose this clip for its similarity to the Herlin Riley New Orleans drumming. Sure, Krupa plays fast and loud, and "shows off", but listen to how he starts. The "swing" beat comes right out of the New Orleans "rudimental" drumming - he's just adding more notes and more variation.

Eventually, Max Roach, Kenny Clarke, Pappa Jo Jones and others added some sophistication to the idiom (taking it one step away from popular music in the process, but that's another blog;). Perhaps the best example of the "be bop" drum style comes from "Philly" Joe Jones (no relation to Pappa).



By now, you can probably trace the resemblance to the New Orleans drumming, and maybe even to the military fife and drum band. Drummers could spend days telling you the various ways that Jones and his peers innovated, but suffice it to say they took an older style and added textural variety by incorporating more different drum sounds.

This gets us a long way to understanding what Kendrick is doing. When you see the "flurries of activity" and things like changing the sounds by striking one stick against the other, it's all out of this tradition. But Kendrick's solo differs from Philly Joe's, Gene Krupa's and Joe Morello's in two important ways. The first is theme and variation: while the other drummers pictured so far begin a solo and throw thoughts at you more-or-less "stream of consciousness", like you might speak to someone on the phone, Kendrick is organizing his ideas a different way, a way tipified by Max Roach:



Max was a contemporary of Kenny Clarke, Charlie Parker, Dizzy Gilespie and others in the Bebop movement that begain in the 1940s in the US. He beat Philly Joe Jones to the New York scene by a few years.

Max is using "theme and variation" to organize his thoughts, and it's one of the reasons he was able to do "drum only" concerts like this one in his later years. Instead of playing esoteric, drumistic things, he plays "melodies" and phrases that sound like a blues song on the radio, then repeats himself. (The "tune" is Big Sid, Max's homage to precursor Sid Catlett.) The simplicity of Max's playing (in this example at least) makes it easy to follow, and the "fun" is in listening to the variations he throws in - "where will he go next?"

Kendrick employs the same strategy, albeit more subtlely.

Finally, Kendrick doesn't simply hit you gangbusters from the first bar, but takes fully three minutes to "build" his solo. This way of playing was for years more practical on live performances than recordings (because of the time limitations of the early records). One of the greatest at "building" a solo was Count Basie drummer Sonny Payne:



This is Old Man River, played ludicrously fast. (If you're familiar with the tune, you may be able to hear bits of in Sonny's solo - he's definitely "quoting" from the melody.) Sonny doesn't "start slow" the way Kendrick does, but at about 1:40 he drops the volume to an almost inaudible level and proceeds to build to a satisfying climax.

Let's look at Kendrick's solo again:



My guess is you'll hear a lot of those other drummers' vocabulary and approach. At the beginning, the buzz rolls from Herlin Riley and Sonny Payne. At about 0:35, some playful theme and variation like Max Roach. At 0:56, some great rudimental vocabulary straight out of Philly Joe (with some extensions you might expect from 45 years of drum evolution since then). At 1:45, the intensity builds, just like the end of Sonny Payne's solo. (Aaron Parks, the pianist/composer, is giving a "helping hand" by adding more notes to his truly sinister voicings.) Finally, at 2:42, the band comes back for the final melody just as in Joe Morello's Take Five solo.

To hear the complete studio recording of Harvesting Dance check out Terence Blanchard's 2005 record, Flow. (Harvesting Dance is the last track.)