{"id":1653,"date":"2009-03-15T13:39:25","date_gmt":"2009-03-15T20:39:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp\/?p=1653"},"modified":"2009-03-15T13:39:25","modified_gmt":"2009-03-15T20:39:25","slug":"other_places_hajdu_on_petrucci","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/2009\/03\/other_places_hajdu_on_petrucci\/","title":{"rendered":"Other Places: Hajdu On Petrucciani"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>You may recall the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/2008\/03\/dvd_michel_petrucciani.html\"target=\"_blank\"><em>Rifftides<\/em> tip<\/a> a year ago about a Michel Petrucciani documentary DVD. The film followed the pianist around the world and culminated in a memorable concert shortly before he died in 1999.  If you didn&#8217;t know about Petrucciani before you saw the film, it is unlikely that you forgot him afterward.<br \/>\nIn the current issue of <em>The New Republic<\/em>, David Hajdu does a fine job of placing Petrucciani in his time, assessing the importance of his music and tracing his refusal to let disability impede his art. Petrucianni&#8217;s <em>osteogenesis imperfecta<\/em>, the &#8220;glass bones&#8221; disease, stopped his growth at three feet and impaired his mobility. It never overcame his spirit. Here are excerpts from the early part of Hajdu&#8217;s piece.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I cannot think of a jazz pianist since Petrucciani who plays with such exuberance and unashamed joy. Marcus Roberts and Michel Camilo have greater technique; Bill Charlap and Eric Reed, better control; Fred Hersch has broader emotional range; Uri Caine is more adventurous. Their music provides a wealth of rewards&#8211;but not the simple pleasure of Michel Petrucciani&#8217;s. With the whole business of jazz so tentative today, you would think more musicians would express some of Petrucciani&#8217;s happiness to be alive.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<blockquote><p>Giddily free as an improviser, Petrucciani trusted his impulses. If he liked the sound of a note, he would drop a melody suddenly and just repeat that one note dozens of times. His music is enveloping: he lost himself in it, and it feels like a private place where strange things can safely ensue. Today, when so much jazz can sound cold and schematic, Petrucciani&#8217;s music reminds us of the eloquence of unchecked emotion.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Hajdu&#8217;s article, &#8220;The Keys to the Kingdom,&#8221; is on <em>The New Republic<\/em>&#8216;s web site. To read the whole thing, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.tnr.com:80\/booksarts\/story.html?id=5f426e93-1019-4522-987f-72022bd1f833\"target=\"_blank\">click here<\/a>.<br \/>\nHere is Petrucciani in Germany in 1993. <em>YouTube<\/em> identifies what he plays as &#8220;C-Jam Blues.&#8221; It is, except when it&#8217;s Monk&#8217;s &#8220;I Mean You.&#8221;<\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><object width=\"440\" height=\"355\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/Baw6haf5P94&#038;hl=en&#038;fs=1\"><\/param><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"><\/param><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\"><\/param><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/Baw6haf5P94&#038;hl=en&#038;fs=1\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\"><\/embed><\/object><\/div>\n<p>If you detect similarities between Petrucciani and the pianist in the next exhibit, don&#8217;t let it bother you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You may recall the Rifftides tip a year ago about a Michel Petrucciani documentary DVD. The film followed the pianist around the world and culminated in a memorable concert shortly before he died in 1999. If you didn&#8217;t know about Petrucciani before you saw the film, it is unlikely that you forgot him afterward. 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