Submitted by Al Kanovsky 11/9/13
...is part of an opening line of a
lyric. It continues with "the night we met." Last night presented a night of
memories. It started with my entering the Miami Gardens Country Club. The entry
was "dressed up" for a formal affair to be held on the morrow. When I came into
the lounge area, George Maio was setting up his traps. A few moments later
trumpet player, John Branzer, arrived. I asked him who was playing piano. He
pointed to a tuxedo-clad man who was finishing his dinner. "Billy MacCumber."
Holy mackerel!! I couldn't believe it. Flashes of good times way back in the
day. I'm talking about the spring of 1957. Las Vegas. The lounge of the Sahara.
Flo and I are celebrating a belated honeymoon. On stage is Louis Prima, Keely
Smith, Sam Butera and Billy MacCumber. If you remember the band doing a tune
"Jump, Jive and Wail" you remember Louis shouting to Billy, "Wail Willy. Wail".
Prima always called Billy, Willy. He also had Billy taking care of his trumpet
because he had found out that he played the horn as well. As John was setting up
his horns, trumpet and flugelhorn, he uncased what I called a pocket trumpet.
John corrected me. "It is a piccolo trumpet". You are never too old to
learn---unless you are an old dog. Additionally, John told me the trumpet he
played was a gift from the fabled Harry James. High F's must be implanted in
that horn. The trio did classic tunes including "The Shadow of Your Smile" and
"Muskrat Rumble". Billy had the chance to show off with a medley of famous Prima
songs.
When Billy took a break, Peter
Fuchs sat down at the "88". I took the opportunity to chat with Billy's wife,
Charlotte. They have been married 62 years and she remembered the Vegas years. I
asked about how it was to be married to a busy musician. "Awful" she said. There
is no "Saturday nights". You never get to go to a wedding or party together. But
as they say "Love conquers all." I guess 62 years is the proof of the
pudding.
I took off during the 2d set,
which I rarely do. They were playing Besame Mucho and broke it for "Happy
Birthday". I wanted to catch the opening night of Deborah Paiva and Ken Burkhart
at Jakes.
When I walked into the JAZZ
Lounge, Deborah had just started to sing "You Make Me Feel So Young". She
followed with "Old Black Magic" It wasn't black magic that made me feel so
young. It was Deborah's unique JAZZ phrasing It is exclusively 'hers'. That
styling comes from not listening to other vocalists versions. She would
listen to instrumentals so she would not be influenced and become a copy-cat.
She is definitely her own stylist. Ron Sant(flute) joined Ken on stage and they
played "Coming Home" and "Green Dolphin Street". Ms Paiva returned to do "How
High the Moon". The tune is my musical 'national anthem'. Guitarist Art Weissman
steps up. He and Ken do "Stormy Monday" during which Ken quotes Monk's "Straight
No Chaser". When they play "C-Jam Blues" Ron joins in and the 'joint is
jumpin''. Deborah continues the mood with "This Can't Be Love". Again the
reference to feeling young. If only my feet, back and neck didn't hurt. Now,
what had become a quartet played "The Things You Used To
Say".
Flo's favorite tune was "My
Funny Valentine". Deborah's styling gave the lyric special meaning. Art picked
up on her vibe and played a solo that brought applause not only from the
audience but also his fellow musicians. It was one of those moments that
JAZZophiles live for. I moved to the bar to look at the smile of the very pretty
Megan. You know you're going to get a righteous drink if the people behind the
bar are named Paddy, Kathy, Patrick or Megan. It's their heritage. Now it is Ken
and Deborah doing "Monkey See, Monkey Do". It is a fun song and they have fun
with it. I hear them playing "Secret Love" and the evening starts to fade. I
thank everyone, say G'night. "Hello" Tracy. It's a short ride home See
ya!
Al's Disclaimer:
A short note: The reason I write this is because I love music and words. I do not book acts. I do not promote acts. I do not accept invitations to review artists. I go to venues of my own choice. When and where is not influenced by anything other than who I would like to hear that night or day. If I don't like what I hear, I won't write about it. When I like it I let you all know. I never mention a name without asking permission. "Pardon me, Miss. Would you like to dance?"
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