We can be thankful today that Jon Hendricks and George Avakian made so many important contributions to jazz during their long lives. Both died in New York yesterday. Hendricks was 96. Avakian was 98.
Jon Hendricks, Dave Lambert and Annie Ross formed the vocal group Lambert, Hendricks and Ross for their album Sing A Song Of Basie album in 1958. Expanding the possibilities of a craft that had been pioneered by Eddie Jefferson and King Pleasure, Hendricks married words to jazz tunes and to intricate instrumental solos. Critics sometimes described the results as poetry. Hendricks and Lambert, a jazz vocal-group pioneer, had been collaborators since the early 1950s. Lambert, Hendricks and Ross became immensely popular. The Basie collection was the first of several top-selling and poll-winning albums by the group. Hendricks’ activities and projects in vocal music took many turns. His “Evolution of the Blues†told how black music developed in America. It ran as a stage show in San Francisco for five years. Hendricks continued performing well into the new century, frequently in duo concerts with Ms. Ross. There is more about his long career in this New York Times obituary by Peter Keepnews.
A sophisticated and talented listener when he was an undergraduate at Yale, George Avakian persuaded Decca Records that the
work of aging, free-living Chicago-style musicians should be preserved before it was too late. The result was a multi-disc collection that is often described as the first jazz album. Shortly, he also produced for the Columbia label anthologies of recordings by Duke Ellington, Louis Armstrong and Bessie Smith. Following his Army service in World War Two, Avakian was hired by Columbia and eventually brought to the label Dave Brubeck and Miles Davis. For Columbia, Warner Bros., RCA Victor and other labels, over the years he produced album by artists as diverse as his stable of jazz musicians plus the French singer Edith Piaf and the comic Bob Newhart. Later, as a free lance producer and manager, he boosted the careers of Charles Lloyd and Keith Jarrett. The recordings of Paul Desmond and Sonny Rollins that he produced for RCA Victor captured some of those artists’ finest work. For more on Mr. Avakian, you may again turn to a Peter Keepnews obituary in the Times.
(A personal note: When I was writing Desmond’s biography, visits to George and his wife, the classical violinist Anahid Ajemian, resulted in invaluable research contributions. We already knew one another, but those encounters deepened a friendship for which I will always be grateful.)

Mobley (1930-1986) personified what was right with the music and wrong with the culture in jazz in the 1950s. The resonance of his tenor saxophone sound and his gifts of melodic inventiveness and harmonic acuity made him a consistently rewarding improviser. Heroin addiction undoubtedly spurred his early death. From his  beginnings with Max Roach and Dizzy Gillespie through his brilliant series of Blue Note albums in the 1960s, Mobley was an ideal collaborator with Horace Silver, Art Blakey, Lee Morgan, Milt Jackson, Miles Davis and other stars. Davis’s belittling of Mobley in his autobiography may have sprung from irritation with Mobley’s heroin problem. Regardless, in the six-CD album at hand Mobley plays brilliantly. Among the tracks with Silver, Blakey, bassist Doug Watkins and trumpeter Art Farmer are two takes of the Mobley classic “Funk in Deep Freeze.†The set abounds with such treasures.
Goading my mind-of-its-own computer as I attempted to force it to solve a problem, I unexpectedly found myself watching a performance that I had no idea existed on video. “Good heavens,†I said to the computer and the empty room, “that’s Kenny Wheeler.†My attempt at digital correction had somehow landed me on YouTube as the late trumpet master soloed with mind-blowing freedom on what sounded as if it might be “By Myself,†a 1937 song by Dietz and Schwartz, with hints of “Stella By Starlight.” Soon it became apparent—before their names popped up on the screen—that Wheeler’s rhythm section was pianist John Taylor, bassist Dave Holland, guitarist John Abercrombie and drummer Peter Erskine. The video, it turned out, was made in 1990 in Vienna at the subterranean club called Reigen.
Those who follow developments in the jazz community are accustomed to seeing occasional announcements about educational grants to musicians. Sonny Rollins this week reversed the order. He is becoming a donor. Oberlin College announced that the tenor saxophonist is giving the Oberlin Conservatory what the college describes as “a generous gift to establish and maintain the Oberlin Conservatory of Music Sonny Rollins Jazz Ensemble Fund.†Beginning next spring, jazz studies majors at Oberlin will be allowed to audition for what will be known as The Sonny Ensemble. From the announcement:
Roswell Rudd, Fay Victor, Lafayette Harris, Ken Filiano, 
Danny Grissett, 
Jimmy Heath,
To the best of the <em>Rifftides</em> staff’s recollection, this is the first time the blog’s Monday Recommendation has been a stand-alone video. The choice was inspired by the stellar makeup of the band involved, the enjoyment the musicians found in playing one of Benny Golson’s most loved compositions and how they made it obvious that they were digging one another’s work. Golson (pictured left) is the tenor saxophonist and leader with Art Farmer, flumpet; Niels-Henning Ørsted Pedersen, bass; Milt Jackson, vibes; Ulf Wakenius, guitar; and the young ÂÂDanish drummer Jonas Johansen. This was at the 1997 JazzBaltica festival in Salzau, Germany. Golson introduces his tune.
The promised new installment of Recent Listening In Brief (Really Brief) is delayed. As work began on the post, the Rifftides computer found it necessary to check into the digital hospital. After a few hours of examination and treatment, the restored machine is expected to live and is cleared to return to duty. But now it’s the weekend, and the staff has a full schedule.
Over the next day or two, maybe more, Rifftides will attempt the impossible—we will “review†a significant number of the albums that fill the music room’s overloaded shelves of incoming albums. “Review†in the previous sentence is in quotation marks because the only practical (practical, not easy) way to tackle this is to write tweet-length acknowledgements, with whatever pithy remarks we can devise that may indicate the albums’ worth. Twitter just doubled to 280 the allowable number of characters in a tweet. Adopting their standard, I will try to observe that maximum length. Here we go.
The energetic Canadian drummer brings together four of his countrymen and the formidable American tenor saxophonist Joel Frahm. Cervini’s arrangements include the demanding counterpoint of the title tune. He gives “Pennies From Heaven†a stimulating paraphrase melody and booting big band spirit.




Mark Whitfield, 
Hersch tells his life story with power and resoluteness as natural as his piano playing. Left by his affluent parents to largely invent himself, he adjusted to his urgent musical impulses and, with difficulty, to the gayness that left him doubtful and confused until he accepted it. From teenaged years plagued with painful shyness and occasional bullying he emerged to become a competent creative musician, then an exceptional one. Hersch’s writing flows with an ease that is bound to resonate with anyone who knows his music. He is moving in his accounts of sexual attractions, survival in the homophobic jazz world of the ‘70s, the ravages of AIDS and the induced coma that inspired his multimedia work
The Chicago avant garde jazz patriarch Muhal Richard Abrams died today at 87. Named a National Endowment of The Arts Jazz Master in 2010, the pianist, composer and bandleader was at the center of Chicago’s free jazz movement, which was formalized in 1965 when he co-founded the Association for the Advancement of Creative Musicians. The Art Ensemble of Chicago became the best-known group that grew out of the AACM. Freedom and unfettered imagination were the hallmarks of Mr. Abrams’ piano improvisation, but he never abandoned his ability to summon the styles and spirits of Thelonious Monk and Bud Powell, avatars of bebop.
Now an anecdote:
Swedish filmmaker Kasper Collin’s documentary recounts the exhilaration and tragedy in trumpeter Lee Morgan’s short life. He tells the story of Morgan’s rapid rise, his wife Helen rescuing him from the ravages of addiction, and his death at 33 when she shot him. Collin’s melding of rare film clips, audiotape and minimal narration is an ingenious use of slight source material. Before she died in 1996, Helen recorded essential parts of the Morgan story for a friend in her hometown of Wilmington, Delaware. New interviews with Wayne Shorter, Paul West, Bennie Maupin and other Morgan colleagues fill out the tale. Bassist West credits Helen with “making it possible for Morgan to function as a human being.†As the film winds down, performance sequences include, to heartbreaking effect, Morgan soloing with Art Blakey’s sextet on pianist Bobby Timmons’ “Dat Dere†and his own “Angela.â€
The American pianist Rob Bargad lives with his family in a country village in southern Austria and has become a vital part of his adopted country’s culture. The former Nat Adderley, Lionel Hampton and Jimmy Cobb sideman started a record company to help bring recognition to musicians who live and work in Austria. His Barnette label’s 


If the seasoned listener heard “Blue In Green†and the love theme from “Spartacus†first, the trio’s evocative approach could lead him to anticipate a collection inspired by the legacy of Bill Evans. But the album ranges further and wider. Peacock’s bass is at the sonic and emotional center of this second release by his trio. His 31–year collaboration with pianist Keith Jarrett and drummer Jack DeJohnette ended when Jarrett disbanded in 2014. Interaction among Peacock, pianist Marc Copland and drummer Joey Baron bolsters the music, although all three perform with plenty of indivdual virtuosity that includes Copland’s lyricism and the shimmering magic of Baron’s cymbal work. Freedom is an operating principle, from the musings of Peacock’s “Contact†to the stirrings in Baron’s aptly titled “Cauldron†and the free collective improvisation of “Empty Forest.†“Rumblin’†and “Talkin’ Blues†acknowledge the music’s roots.
A name pops up and triggers memories. Among the October 22 birthdays listed in today’s JazzWestCoast listserve was that of John Neves. Not widely known elsewhere, Neves was treasured in Boston as a standout bassist with a big sound and an untutored harmonic gift. He played for 13 years in Herb Pomeroy’s big band and taught at the Berklee College of Music. After Neves died in 1988 at the age of 57, Pomeroy said of him, “John was an exceptional musician, an instinctual player.†Pianist Hal Galper expanded on that, telling the Boston jazz historian Richard Vacca,
outside of Boston and a brief period in Puerto Rico was his older brother Paul (pictured right), a pianist who was important to the success of