{"id":7642,"date":"2016-07-12T23:10:49","date_gmt":"2016-07-13T06:10:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/?p=7642"},"modified":"2016-07-12T23:15:53","modified_gmt":"2016-07-13T06:15:53","slug":"other-places-bill-crow-on-dave-mckenna","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/2016\/07\/other-places-bill-crow-on-dave-mckenna\/","title":{"rendered":"Other Places: Bill Crow on Dave McKenna"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"BillBassist Bill Crow\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s column \u00e2\u20ac\u0153The Band Room\u00e2\u20ac\u009d is an event New York musicians look forward to each month. It appears in Allegro<\/em>, the newspaper of Local 802 of the American Federation of Musicians. As readers of Bill\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s books<\/a> know, he is a superb anecdotist who tells stories about jazz artists and, often, musicians in other disciplines. In the current issue, he remembers a pianist whose artistic scope, adaptability, swing and idiosyncratic personality made him a favorite of a wide variety of musicians and listeners. With Bill\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s permission, here is the column.<\/p>\n

The Band Room
\nby Bill Crow<\/p>\n

Dave McKenna (1930-2008) was a one-of-a-kind piano player. He often denied that he was a jazz player, even though he was steeped in the music. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m a song player,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he would say, and he certainly played all the wonderful songs\"Dave in the American songbook. He liked to group songs in a set by themes. Sometimes a medley would be all songs about rain, sometimes about happiness, sometimes about a color, or once in a while just songs by the same composer. He would explore each tune harmonically, wandering from stride to bebop to romanticism, and usually making everything swing like mad.<\/p>\n

I got to know Dave playing jam sessions with Zoot Sims, and then playing with him at Eddie Condon\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s club. Eddie\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s manager had talked him into only hiring a bass player with his sextet on weekends, so Dave was always glad to see me every Friday. He played the bass lines himself on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays, and got to be very good at it. He incorporated walking bass lines into his solo piano style in a very original way.<\/p>\n

Dave was a great admirer of food and drink, and when the liquor outbalanced the food, he could be a belligerent companion. He was broad shouldered and strong, and nobody to mess with when in his cups. We lived near each other in Chelsea for a while, and I remember running into him on the street one morning and saying to him, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You were in pretty rough shape last night at the Half Note.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t want to hear about it!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he growled. Toward the end of his life, physical problems began to interfere with his playing, but he plowed ahead, playing gorgeously even when in pain. He once said to me, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I suppose if I do what the doctor tells me and cut down on the rich food and the booze, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll live a little longer. But how will I know for sure?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

I always keep one of Dave\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s solo records in my car to keep me company while driving to gigs. He sure knew how to cheer a guy up.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Here\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s proof. Dick Gibson introduces McKenna at one of Gibson\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s celebrated Colorado jazz parties in the early 1980s.<\/p>\n

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