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Tommy LiPuma, R.I.P.

March 14, 2017 by Terry Teachout

It was back in 1995 that I met Tommy LiPuma, who produced albums by George Benson, Natalie Cole, Miles Davis, Bill Evans, João Gilberto, Dan Hicks, Paul McCartney, Randy Newman, and countless other musicians of note. I attended one of the recording sessions for Diana Krall’s All for You: A Dedication to the Nat King Cole Trio, which Tommy produced and whose liner notes I subsequently wrote. I found him charming—most people did, I gather, though I suspect he could also be scary—but there was no particular reason for the two of us to strike up an acquaintance at the time, so we didn’t.

It wasn’t until I found out eight years later that Tommy was an art collector of high seriousness that I got to know him a bit. I wrote a Washington Post column about a gallery show of his collection of paintings by American moderns, from which he learned that we shared a passion for the paintings of Arnold Friedman. A few months later he invited me over to his Manhattan apartment to look at the rest of his collection.

From then on we had lunch every couple of years, happily eating pasta and trading jazz-world and art-world gossip. He was the perfect luncheon companion, smart, likable, and utterly honest, and he had marvelous taste both as a producer and as a collector. Much to our mutual amusement, we discovered that we had once both bid on the same Friedman canvas (he won, of course—money talks). It was Tommy who suggested to me that Mrs. T and I might want to consider acquiring a lithograph by Louis Lozowick, a piece of advice that we hastened to take.

According to the obits, Tommy died on Monday “after a brief illness,” too brief for me to hear about it. Far too much time had gone by since our last meeting, which was my fault: I’ve always been shy about forcing myself on important people, and I usually let Tommy reach out and suggest lunch. Now I wish I hadn’t. I miss him already, more than I can say, and I wish I’d written more about him than that 2003 Washington Post column, the relevant part of which is reprinted below. “It’s funny how little it takes to remind you of the things you wish you hadn’t done,” I wrote many years ago. It’s not even slightly funny how little it takes to remind you of the things you put off doing until it’s too late.

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I certainly can’t complain about Berry-Hill Galleries’ “High Notes of American Modernism: Selections From the Tommy and Gill LiPuma Collection,” at which I saw nine remarkable paintings by Arnold Friedman. If you’ve never heard of Friedman, who died in 1946, you’re not alone. So far as I know, none of his work is currently hanging in any museum (though the Museum of Modern Art owns a good Friedman, “Sawtooth Falls”), and he almost never gets written up nowadays. Clement Greenberg, long the top handicapper of American art, praised his late paintings to the skies, calling them “an important moment in the history of American painting.” Strong words, coming from the critic who put Jackson Pollock on the map—yet even his fervent advocacy wasn’t enough to keep Friedman’s name alive.

To understand how good Friedman was, take a long look at “Still Life (Petunias),” the prize of the LiPuma collection. In the foreground is a vase of flowers whose vibrantly colored petals all but burst off the canvas. (The thick, crusty surface was heavily worked with a palette knife.) Hanging on the wall immediately behind the vase is the lower half of an abstract painting—Friedman’s way of underlining the subtle relationship between abstraction and representation. The juxtaposition of the two genres is both witty and thought-provoking, unveiling fresh layers of implication at every glance. I was amazed to learn that “Still Life (Petunias)” was owned by Tommy and Gill LiPuma. If their names ring a bell, it’s because you probably know Tommy in a different guise: He’s a big-time record producer, the man who helped put Diana Krall on the charts. I’ve met him once or twice, but I had no idea that he and his wife were interested in art, much less that they were true connoisseurs whose independent-minded taste has inspired them to assemble what is almost certainly the largest private collection of Friedmans in the world.

The LiPuma collection also contains 22 paintings by Alfred Maurer, a gifted American modernist who is as persistently underrated as Friedman, plus fine works by Arthur Dove, John Graham, Marsden Hartley, Walt Kuhn, John Marin and Joseph Stella. Alas, the show is no longer on view, but perhaps the Phillips Collection could be persuaded to bring it to Washington. Arnold Friedman, after all, was Duncan Phillips’s cup of tea—a color-drunk representationalist who flirted daringly with abstraction—and it would be altogether fitting if the best small museum in America were to open its doors to the least-known major American painter of the 20th century.

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The Los Angeles Times obituary is here.

Diana Krall’s tribute is here.

Marc Myers’ tribute is here.

Tommy LiPuma talks about the Cleveland Museum of Art, to which he donated Marsden Hartley’s “New Mexico Recollection”:

The lighter side of 9/11

March 14, 2017 by Terry Teachout

In today’s Wall Street Journal I review the Broadway transfer of Come From Away. Here’s an excerpt.

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On September 11, 2001, 38 commercial flights, most of them bound for the U.S., were abruptly diverted to Newfoundland’s Gander International Airport when North America’s air space was closed by Transport Canada and the FAA in the wake of terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. This forced the residents of Gander, a town of eleven thousand, to spend the next four days shouldering the collective responsibility of feeding and taking care of 6,600 unexpected guests, which they did with open-handed alacrity. Those four days are the subject of “Come From Away,” a Canadian musical written by Irene Sankoff and David Hein that has transferred to Broadway after preliminary runs in La Jolla, Ca., Seattle, and Washington, D.C. It’s a wonderful story, and I wish I could say that it’s been turned into an equally wonderful musical: You can’t help but root for such a show. But “Come From Away” is, in cold, hard point of fact, a gushily sentimental piece of theatrical yard goods that makes every mistake a musical can make.

The problems start right at the top. “Come From Away” is an unusually compact musical (100 minutes, no intermission) in which 12 actors portray a much larger number of “plane people” and locals. That’s perfectly feasible, but Ms. Sankoff and Mr. Hein have chosen to present the story of what happened in Gander on 9/11 in a tell-more-than-show manner, with the actors spending at least as much time describing events to the audience (“That morning, I drop my kids off at school…4:18 p.m. There’s a 747 with a flat tire blocking the runway”) as interacting directly with one another in dialogue scenes. The results play like a volume of oral-history transcripts set to music, and the decision of the authors not to focus tightly on specific characters results in a cluttered, top-heavy show with too much exposition and not nearly enough development. It doesn’t help that the characters, major and minor alike, are all walking clichés, as is absolutely everything that happens to them…

These problems might have been overcome to some extent had the score to “Come From Away” been more distinctive. Instead, Ms. Sankoff and Mr. Hein have given us 15 forgettable musical numbers, most of them fragmentary, whose music is a peppy mélange of folk, pop, country and Canadian-Irish jiggery-pokery and whose lyrics defy all attempts to remember them for longer than it takes to hear them sung…

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Read the whole thing here.

Some excerpts from Come From Away:

Ten years after: Jesse Simons, R.I.P.

March 14, 2017 by Terry Teachout

LOOKBACKFrom 2007:

Last night I went to a memorial service for Jesse Simons, one of the most delightful and fascinating men I’ve had the good luck to meet. Jesse, who died last year at the age of eighty-eight, was a Trotskyist turned labor arbitrator. He became sufficiently distinguished in the latter capacity to earn both a Wikipedia entry and a New York Times obituary, neither of which mentioned that he was also a bon vivant, a ladies’ man, and an unswervingly devoted balletomane….

Read the whole thing here.

Almanac: Henry James on friendship

March 14, 2017 by Terry Teachout

INK BOTTLE“It is nothing against the validity of a friendship that the parties to it have not a mutual resemblance. There must be a basis of agreement, but the structure reared upon it may contain a thousand disparities.”

Henry James, Confidence

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Terry Teachout, who writes this blog, is the drama critic of The Wall Street Journal and the critic-at-large of Commentary. In addition to his Wall Street Journal drama column and his monthly essays … [Read More...]

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This is a blog about the arts in New York City and the rest of America, written by Terry Teachout. Terry is a critic, biographer, playwright, director, librettist, recovering musician, and inveterate blogger. In addition to theater, he writes here and elsewhere about all of the other arts--books, … [Read More...]

About My Plays and Opera Libretti

Billy and Me, my second play, received its world premiere on December 8, 2017, at Palm Beach Dramaworks in West Palm Beach, Fla. Satchmo at the Waldorf, my first play, closed off Broadway at the Westside Theatre on June 29, 2014, after 18 previews and 136 performances. That production was directed … [Read More...]

About My Podcast

Peter Marks, Elisabeth Vincentelli, and I are the panelists on “Three on the Aisle,” a bimonthly podcast from New York about theater in America. … [Read More...]

About My Books

My latest book is Duke: A Life of Duke Ellington, published in 2013 by Gotham Books in the U.S. and the Robson Press in England and now available in paperback. I have also written biographies of Louis Armstrong, George Balanchine, and H.L. Mencken, as well as a volume of my collected essays called A … [Read More...]

The Long Goodbye

To read all three installments of "The Long Goodbye," a multi-part posting about the experience of watching a parent die, go here. … [Read More...]

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