Cannonball Adderley, alto saxophone; Nat Adderley, cornet; Joe Zawinul, piano; Victor Gaskin, bass; Roy McCurdy, drums. Los Angeles, October 20, 1966.
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Cannonball Adderley, alto saxophone; Nat Adderley, cornet; Joe Zawinul, piano; Victor Gaskin, bass; Roy McCurdy, drums. Los Angeles, October 20, 1966.
Doug is a recipient of the lifetime achievement award of the Jazz Journalists Association. He lives in the Pacific Northwest, where he settled following a career in print and broadcast journalism in cities including New York, New Orleans, San Francisco, Los Angeles, Seattle, Portland, San Antonio, Cleveland and Washington, DC. His writing about jazz has paralleled his life in journalism... Read More…
Voted 2010 blog of the year by the international membership of the Jazz Journalists Association. This blog is founded on Doug's conviction that musicians and listeners who embrace and understand jazz have interests that run deep, wide and beyond jazz. Music is its principal concern, but it reaches past... Read More...
Doug's most recent book is a novel, Poodie James. Previously, he published Take Five: The Public and Private Lives of Paul Desmond. He is also the author of Jazz Matters: Reflections on the Music and Some of its Makers. He contributed to The Oxford Companion To Jazz and co-edited Journalism Ethics: Why Change? He is at work on another novel in which, as in Poodie James, music is incidental.
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You’re right, Doug! This still sounds so good – just oozes Viennese soul.
every time i hear this on the radio, i get a little teary-eyed. i miss those guys so much, including Walter Booker, who i believe followed Victor Gaskin. i’m so grateful that i got to hear that band for so many years.
I miss them, too, Valerie. When they played New Orleans, which in the days of Al Hirt’s club was often, we all did a lot of hanging out. The last time I saw Nat, long after Julian died, he asked me, “Where did you and Cannon always disappear to?”
“Vaucresson, to eat, of course,” I told him.
As I wrote in Jazz Matters: Reflections on the Music and Some of its Makers,
If Zawinul, the composer of “Mercy, Mercy, Mercy” had lived, he would be 80 in just over a week—July 7.
the last time i saw Nat (long after Cannon’s demise), it was at a tribute to them at the Hollywood Bowl. he couldn’t really talk anymore but he was happy seeing old friends and i have pictures of us smiling and hugging.
the last time i saw Joe was about 5 years ago at a hotel in Rotterdam after he finished playing at the North Sea Jazz Festival. he was checking out of the hotel and he was frail and sickly but still like the bull he was. even weakened, he was like a prizefighter after giving his best in the ring. we mostly talked about his wife, my friend, Maxine, who was terminally ill and had been in the hospital for the past 6 months. she passed about 10 days later and he died about 6 weeks after her. they were my friends since the ’60s in NYC, then in CA, back to NY and again in CA.
i, like you, Doug, treasure my memories with these guys. Cannon was so smart and passionate and funny. i’m getting carried away here now and could go on forever with my memories, so i’ll just thank you for your blog and post and will stay tuned.
Many thanks, Doug,
This is fantastic and uplifting music. I particularly love the dynamics of it and the soaring alto sax.
You made my day.
Best,
Eric