BIRD IN L.A. / Intro dialogue: Slim Gaillard, Harry Gibson. GIBSON: Handsome Harry the Hipster / Harry “The Hipster” Gibson, voc/pno / Medley: GILLESPIE-FULLER: I Waited for You/LEWIS-HAMILTON: How High the Moon. GAILLARD: Cement Mixer (Putti Putti).* TRADITIONAL: Blues. GILLESPIE: Dizzy Atmosphere (Parker out). MONK: Fifty-Second Street Theme. GILLESPIE: Groovin’ High. Dizzy Atmosphere (2nd vers, w/Parker). PARKER-GILLESPIE: Shaw ‘Nuff. / Dizzy Gillespie, tp; Charlie Parker, a-sax; Milt Jackson, vib; Al Haig, pno; Ray Brown, bs; Stan Levey, dm. *Slim Gaillard, voc/gt / Intro dialogue; GILLESPIE-CLARKE: Salt Peanuts / add Lucky Thompson, t-sax / PARKER: Billie’s Bounce. Ornithology. Anthropology. KERN-HAMMERSTEIN: All the Things You Are. GILLESPIE=PAPARELLI: Blue ‘n’ Boogie / Parker, a-sax; Miles Davis, tp; Joe Albany, pno; Addison Farmer, bs; Chuck Thompson, dm. / Introduction; NOBLE: Cherokee / Parker, Benny Carter, Willie Smith, a-sax; Nat “King” Cole, pno; Oscar Moore, gt; Johnny Miller, bs; Buddy Rich, dm; Ernie “Bubbles” Whitman, emcee / PARKER: Ornithology. GILLESPIE: Dizzy Atmosphere. GREEN-HEYMAN: Out of Nowhere / Parker, a-sax; Haig, pno; Tommy Potter, bs; J.C. Heard, dm / PARKER: Scrapple From the Apple. Medley: PARKER: Au Privave/POWELL: Dance of the Infidels. GILLESPIE-PAPARELL: A Night in Tunisia. Medley: LEWIS-HAMILTON: Hoe High the Moon/ PARKER: Ornithology. G. & I. GERSHWIN: Embraceable You. DAMERON: Hot House. PARKER: Cool Blues. March noodling into EMMETT: Dixie. PSARKER: Scrapple From the Apple+ / Parker, Frank Morgan, a-sax; Don Wilkerson, t-sax; Amos Trice, pno; David Bailey, bs; Larance Marable, dm. +Chet Baker, tp / PARKER: Au Privave / same but Baker & Wilkerson out / Verve B0032479-02, available as 2 CDs or 4 LPs; also available for free streaming on YouTube starting HERE.
Before I get into a review of this set, one of the most exhilarating and fascinating Bird sets ever released (with caveats regarding the sound quality and presentation), I felt that I should share with you, my readers, the online labyrinth I had to go through in order to give you a fully informed review.
Let’s start at the beginning and walk you through the various landmines I had to negotiate. If you think Alice Liddell had trouble in Wonderland trying to get out of that cramped little hallway she was in, to paraphrase Al Jolson, you ain’t heard nothin’ yet.
I first learned of this set’s existence thanks to a Tweet from someone on Twitter back on June 18 of this year. Fascinated, I began searching online for a professional review by anyone, or at least a promo blurb that might give me some indication as to who I could contact for a promo copy, but the only review I could find was by Jon M. Young on a website called The Big Takeover (dating from 2001, which indicates to me that this is a reissue) with no suggestion who to contact. But thanks to Discogs, a not-always-detailed but incredibly thorough listing of virtually every CD or LP released in the past 50 years (also including many, many rare jazz and blues 78s, with images of the original labels, believe it or not), I was fortunate enough to find the track listing, composer credits for each tune, and a personnel listing of who was playing on which track (VERY important). I then went to YouTube to poke around and, lo and behold, I discovered that the entire set has been uploaded online in the proper track sequence. The link to this is provided at the end of the header above.
Discogs also informed me that this set was released in both “vinyl” (LP) and CD formats in November 2021, a year and a half before I knew about it. This made me even more curious as to why there was no professional review online. Braving the elements, I went to the website that was apparently promoting this set, Perryscope Productions in New York’s Greenwich Village, clicked on “Contacts” and copied the email address for the Publicity department.
To make a long story short, my first request for a digital copy of the booklet was met by a reply saying that he understood that I wanted an artist’s autograph but they couldn’t help me and suggested that I try to get close to the Roadies for that particular artist. (I kid you not.) I replied that either he mixed up my request with someone else’s but didn’t read it carefully, but in actual fact I already had Charlie Parker’s autograph, which I do, on the cardboard frame of one of those fold-out souvenir photo things from Birdland around 1950-51, also signed by Miles Davis, Roy Haynes, Kenny Drew and Percy Heath. And here’s the image to prove it (bids welcome starting at $5,000):
I repeated my request for a digital booklet. The same guy wrote me back three days later saying that they cannot provide copies of out-of-print recordings. I again replied, this time reiterating that I didn’t need the actual recordings but also reminding him that the set had only been out since November 2021 so it couldn’t be out of print.
That email got no reply at all.
So, after two more weeks, I thought I’d try something different. On July 8, I went back to the Perryscore website. This time I found a link to the “Official Site,” which turned out to be https://charlieparkermusic.com/. I clicked on “Contact,” which gave me an email address of support@musictoday.com. Feeling confident, I emailed them about my request for a digital booklet for the set.
My message was rejected. Twice. Email address not found.
So I went back to charlieparker.com and clicked “Contact” once more. This time, it directed me to the Microsoft home page. But when I went back a third time, I just moused over the contact link, and another email address appeared in the lower left-hand corner.
Not feeling the least bit confident, I sent my request to that address on Saturday afternoon, July 8. I didn’t expect a reply, if I were to get one at all, until after the weekend, but lo and behold, within an hour and a half I received a curt but helpful reply and—THE BOOKLET, ATTACHED TO THE EMAIL!!!
Lordy sweet Jesus. I found the magic key that opened that little, tiny door in the Wonderland hallway so I could get out. My sincere thanks to Kenny Nemes, President of Jam Inc., who sent me this precious document…a gentleman, a scholar, and a good judge of bad craft beers. I salaam in your general direction, Kenny!
So if you’re wondering why I’m the only one who has reviewed this set online, now you know. And I would be remiss if I did not give a big shout-out to Kevin Lewandowski, the creator of Discogs, as well as to the company that maintains the database, Zink Media, for being there for me when I really needed them—and not just this one time. Although they sometimes frustrate me by not having all the info on the musicians who made the record or composer credits, more often than not they do a bang-up job and I also salaam in their general direction.
And now, here is the main event of this article—the review.
This crazy-quilt set which, as you can see from some of the extra performers listed above, includes some artists who don’t actually play with Parker, a few tracks on which Parker doesn’t even play, inferior radio broadcast and live early-1950s tape recorder sound, and—not noted in the above header—radio emcees Rudy Vallee (yes, that Rudy Vallee! He actually liked jazz!) and the bane of all collectors of 1940s jazz broadcasts, Ernie “Bubbles” Whitman. Whitman was a black actor who had a very small role in Gone With the Wind (he was one of the carpetbaggers riding on a horse-drawn cart in Part 2…if you blinked, you missed him), a representative of an older generation of loudmouthed “Yowza! Yowza!” types, a real Uncle Tom who didn’t have a hip bone in his body and stuck out on these jazz broadcasts like a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest. Why on earth both Armed Forces Radio and NBC thought this guy was a great radio host for African-American jazz (although his shows did occasionally feature white musicians as well) is utterly beyond me. I could say that the more you hear Whitman the more you hate him, but that’s not true. You hate him from the first moment he opens his big, fat mouth and starts “Yowza”-ing into the microphone. (In his on-air interactions with the musicians, I always got the feeling that every single one of them would have liked to stuff a pillow in his mouth just to shut him up.)
But the upside is that this set gives you a real “You Are There” feeling as Bird and his various supporting musicians—and quite an all-star lineup it is—regale you for more than two hours. Everyone who has heard Parker “live” knows how mesmerizing he was, particularly during this period when he was at his peak.
The liner notes, as it turns out, are not quite as specific regarding these particular broadcasts as I had hoped, but there is fascinating information nonetheless. First and foremost is that the legendary Dean Benedetti recordings of Parker solos from the Hi-De-Ho Club when he was part of Howard McGhee’s small band, shortly after he was released from Camarillo State Hospital in early 1947, were released by Mosaic Records in 1990, a set I somehow missed. The good news is that many of these are available for free streaming on YouTube. The bad news is that 1) they are only Bird’s solos, so you don’t hear his playing in context and also don’t get to hear McGhee, one of the least-remembered bop pioneers, and 2) in many of the videos the selections played are not identified. But they exist and are for the most part a fascinating document.
Bird went back to Los Angeles three times after that: in November 1948 with “Jazz at the Philharmonic,” an extended three-month stay in the summer of 1952, and then for short visits in 1953 and 1954. The present set is taken from his first three trips. First there are the broadcast recordings of him playing at Billy Berg’s before he went into Camarillo, then three previously unknown JATP recordings from the Shrine Auditorium in November 1948, and the complete recordings made at a party hosted by Jirayr Zorthian at his Altadena ranch in July 1952. This latter set includes the young and then-still-unknown trumpeter Chet Baker, who Bird raved about to Dizzy Gillespie (“There’s this little white cat out here who can tear you up”). But for the most part, the liner notes by one John Burton are his personal memories of his exposure to Parker and a brief description of what you are about to hear: interesting, but not as informative as I thought they would be. He does, however, point to the session with Slim Gaillard as the highlight of the entire set.
For a guy who was on the verge of a complete mental and physical breakdown, Bird’s playing in this first set with Slim Gaillard is simply phenomenal. So many “avant-garde” jazz musicians today can give you overblown upper-register overtones and be considered hip, but only some of their playing has any musical cohesion to it. Bird was literally a composer; his solos are not just improvisations. He took the chord sequence of each tune he played as simply a blueprint for his imagination, like some kind of psychic. He looked at the chords and “saw” musical designs in his mind that he then tried to convert into concrete sound. That he succeeded as often as he did, especially when one takes his heavy heroin abuse at this period into account, is almost inconceivable. Of course, most of the tunes Parker played had standard chord changes, but not all. Dizzy Atmosphere was clearly unusual in this respect, as were some others, particularly some of his own compositions like 52nd Street Theme. Granted, they weren’t as advanced as contemporary classical music of the time, but they were head and shoulders above the predictable and often banal pop tune construction of the Swing Era. What you are hearing on these recordings is the “live” sound of jazz finally starting to grow into something more complex. Some jazz writers have speculated whether or not Parker would have been able to accept or even understand the “rootless” chord changes of the late 1950s-early 1960s and particularly the kind of musical style that Ornette Coleman created. But why not? With a musical mind as frighteningly creative and harmonically advanced as his. I think that Bird would he easily able to absorb a style of jazz in which the harmony changed from note to note. After all, he did once call Charles Mingus up in the middle of the night and improvised over a recording of Igor Stravinsky’s Firebird. Ornette was just a couple of steps beyond that.
Some of these off-the-air recordings have distortion that was probably not correctable, but for the most part the sound is surprisingly clear and well-focused, and any residual hiss, crackle or other extraneous noises on the original tapes or acetates have been expertly removed without harming the quality of the instruments’ sounds. Listening to Parker and Gillespie tear the roof off on Shaw ‘Nuff is a graduate course in how to play this music. Does anybody nowadays play jazz with this kind of excitement? Even pianist Al
Larance Marable
Haig, one of Bird’s favorite players, is on fire in this session, and if you listen carefully you’ll hear that Stan Leveyh’s drums fit the musical style perfectly, although the much less-well-known Larance Marable plays even more uplifting drums on the 1952 set. In fact, Marable’s playing sounds remarkably like that of Art Blakey. Looking him up online, I learned that he was considered one of the first “hard bop” drummers. Since Blakey never recorded with Parker (except, perhaps, when they were briefly together in Billy Eckstine’s bop band), this is about as close as you’re going to come to the fantasy of “hearing” Bird play with the Jazz Messengers.
Parker’s solo on Billie’s Bounce is a perfect little composition in itself, a complete statement that, one would think, could not have been improved on in any way. Parker must have played Ray Noble’s Cherokee at least 100 times in his life, but each and every time he played it, he found something new to say. That’s incredible for a tune that, though the changes have always interested jazzmen, really only has a handful of chord changes in the entire tune, most of them in the bridge.
Relistening to Au Privave, I was struck by how relatively simple it is; really just a skeleton of a tune that allowed him to indulge in his own, unique style of “bop-blues.” That was one aspect of his playing that none of his followers, not even Sonny Stitt or Phil Woods who came as close as anyone, ever really projected. The blues were just inbred into Parker’s DNA; even when he played “pretty,” as on his studio recording with strings of Stella by Starlight, that blues influence always came through. yet because of how complex his musical mind worked, he found nothing of interest in the many R&B and early rock sax players because they were too simple and repetitive. But was Parker an influence on R&B? The jury is still out on that. Just because they simplified what he did doesn’t mean that they didn’t take some ideas from him. True, Louis Jordan was probably a more accessible role model, but not even Jordan had such a subtle and fully-ingrained blues feeling as did Parker. It’s part of what made him unique and difficult for others to copy. You had all that melodic-harmonic complexity plus an almost constant blues feeling and his acolytes could do one or the other but not both at the same time.
On the 1952 tracks he plays with alto saxist Frank Morgan and tenor man Don Wilkerson. Perhaps because he was right there with his idol, Morgan does manage to capture that elusive combination of bop and blues, but even so you can tell when it’s Bird soloing and when it’s Morgan. But also on this session is tenor saxist Don Wilkerson, and he captures a bit of the right feeling as well. (And I still can’t get over how good Marable’s drumming was. Why isn’t he better known?) The opening section of Ornithology, which starts with a snippet of How High the Moon, has the worst sound on the set, so badly distorted, in fact, that it sounds like a bad electric guitar. Happily, it quickly clears up. There’s also quite a bit of distortion on the “party chatter” that leads into Embraceable You, and this doesn’t clear up until the music starts playing, but you do what you can with old tapes that have been deteriorating for more than a half-century.
Parker and Chet Baker, 1952
For me, personally, the highlight of the set was the 1952 performance of Hot House. Here Parker plays alone—no other saxists to confuse the listener—and the way Marable interacts with Bird produces a performance that has the eerie quality of Middle Eastern music, only played with a bop beat and at a quick tempo. In the first half of this performance, Bird is on a wavelength I’ve never quite heard from him anywhere else, and his solo is so remarkable that you’ll probably want to play it a few times. We only hear Chet Baker in the second, longer, complete performance of Scrapple From the Apple, but it’s surely a treat to hear him playing with Bird. In the last stage of his career, after his return to Europe in the 1980s, Baker became a sort of cult figure in jazz, but from the early 1950s through the mid-1970s he was surely a mainstream artist and one of the most fascinating. The fact that he eventually threw away both his talent and good looks for a life on heroin does not detract from what he could play on the trumpet, most of which during his glory days (the 1950s through about 1967) was exemplary and usually fascinating, as it is here. Unfortunately, this is one track on which the recording balance was bad, the bass and drums sometimes overwhelming both Parker and Baker.
By the way, if you’re wondering, as I did, who Jirayr Zorthian was, he was an Armenian-American artist born in Anatolia in the Ottoman Empire who escaped through Europe with the remnants of his family to get away from the Armenian genocide of the 1920s, settlingin New Haven, Connecticut. He was one of the lucky few who benefited from the WPA, creating several massive murals during the 1930s, including 11 for the Tennessee State Capitol. His artwork combined the fluid surrealism of Salvador Dali with the skewed perspective of M.C. Escher, and apparently he was also a fan of bebop jazz. So there you have Mr. Zorthian in a nutshell.
I must give high praise to Doug Benson of the Commodore Recording Studio in Thurmont, Maryland for his exceptional remastering of these tracks. He removed all of the background hiss and crackle of the original acetates/tapes without distorting the musical signal. As an amateur who works on vintage recordings myself, I know for a fact how difficult this is to do, although to be fair I only have a cheap $50 audio editor (GoldWave) whereas I’m sure that Benson has thousands of dollars’ worth of equipment. Still, he did a great job and needs to be complimented.
As long as you understand that, no matter how much it is cleared up, this is the vintage sound of old radio broadcasts and live party material, this set is quite valuable to any Parker collector. You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear, as the saying goes, but you can smooth it out a bit and produce some nice leather if you have the right tools, and that’s what was done here. Personally, I recommend the CD version of this set. No matter what they claim, CDs last a surprisingly long time. I have some from the 1980s that still play just fine, although a few have deteriorated and had to be replaced, but “vinyl” has more serious problems like warping, chronic surface swish that gets worse with age, and God forbid you get a skip in the record—you’re done. No man-made sound carrier is perfect except for digital storage in the “cloud,” but you don’t know how much longer these tracks will be available for free streaming online so you have a decision to make. In any case, this is exceptional Parker in places and needs to be heard.
—© 2023 Lynn René Bayley
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