Selection 1: Recuerdo (C Mangione) long!
Selection 2: Between Races (C. Mangione) not so long
Chuck Mangione (t) Frank Mitchell (ts) Keith Jarrett (p) Reggie Johnson (b) Art Blakey (d) recorded at the “Lighthouse Club”, Hermosa Beach, CA, January 1 & 9, 1966
The young Keith Jarrett, age 21, on piano, at the very start of his career, only his second time ever on record.
1966, Joan Baez and Judy Collins mistakenly attend a march supporting the Vietnam War organized by Students for a Democratic Society in South Vietnam; Health warnings appear on cigarette packets, however smoking continues to look cool
1966, Blue Note had taken Liberties, but whatever happened to….Art Blakey’s Jazz Messengers? Blakey just carried on regardless. He didn’t move to Europe, didn’t join the Free or Avant Guard movement, he sent The Funky Chicken back to the kitchen, he just loved playing his style of modern jazz and had no intention of allowing changing times to deflect him. The School of Art Blakey simply took in a new class – Chuck Mangione, and unbelievably, the young Keith Jarrett for this one recording. Each record from now on introduced a parade of new faces.
Most of his releases from this date on are a pale shadow of The Messengers, and there is such a huge catalogue available from those heady early years not to bother with the later works, however this one caught my curiosity, recalling Chuck Mangione from decades ago in the fusion years, and any early signs of the later ascetic introverted ECM school of chamber jazz, Keith Jarrett
Vinyl: Mercury Limelight series SLML4021
UK Philips pressing more or less guaranteed you would get the best presentation, whatever the merit of the recording engineer on this live date, which is quite acceptable.
With so much great music available, there should also be time to indulge curiosity. So now we know what happened to Art Blakey. A reminder of the great lineups that were to be no more:
I stopped the chart at 1964 , as from there on a bewildering array of faces came and went and the music somewhat tired in comparison.
Fine wines improve with age, in theory, so should musicians. As is often the case, with the odd exception, theory fails to be in accord with the facts. The explanation of this is usually another theory, the Fire of Youth Theory, and I don’t buy that either. The lesson learned here is the limited explanatory power of explanations. I recommend you simply check things out for yourself. It’s a lot more straight forward.