Everybody’s making a lot of noise about this whole death of jazz thing.
How are we mourning something that’s been gone a long time ago and highly questionable if it ever really existed?
The question to me is not if jazz is dead or will die, but rather, if it ever was alive.
OK- let’s say jazz is alive.
Then it has most certainly been on life support for quite sometime.
Personally, I think somebody should to sneak in the room and euthanize it.
Maybe if jazz dies, cats will start playing the blues again.
You don’t have to play blues if you play jazz.
Shyt, you don’t even have to swing.
So I say, let it die.
The Original Dixieland Jass Band made the first jazz record.
Paul Whiteman was the King Of Jazz.
Louis Armstrong played the blues.
Miles Davis played the blues.
If it was good enough for them, it’s good enough for me.
You can play anything and call it jazz, but you can only do one thing when you’re playing the blues.
You can get a jazz Master’s degree in countless schools across the globe.
There’s only one way to master the blues.
You can teach somebody how to play jazz.
You can’t teach anybody how to play the blues; you can only give it to them.
The premier jazz venue in the world rests on prime realty in Manhattan.
I think it’s safe to say that jazz has officially crossed over.
Ever notice that no one ever speaks of the blues dying.
Why?
As long as there’s life, there will be blues.
- Nicholas Payton
Very well stated!
As long as there’s life, there will be blues . . .
Great thoughts Mr. P.
“You can’t teach anybody how to play the blues; you can only give it to them.” Really great stuff.
Wonder what it would sound like if all the jazz cats started playing the blues…. “Ain’t got a record deal… ain’t no record companies left… that gives me the blues!”
“You can play anything and call it jazz, but you can only do one thing when you’re playing the blues.” – spot on my friend, I only wish I had written it.
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D.
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To say that Miles played the blues, and not jazz, is to belittle the vast majority of his music. Ditto for Coltrane, Monk, Parker and virtually every “jazz” musician you can name, including Louis Armstrong. Even the notion of creating a conflict between blues and jazz is absurd – jazz has blues at its heart and the blues had to lead, inevitably, to jazz.
Of course there is bad jazz. But if you think there’s no bad blues out there, you’re just not paying attention.
People have been bemoaning, predicting or even advocating the death of jazz for decades. But almost everywhere on the planet there are musicians who want to play it, listeners who want to hear it. If jazz dies, music dies.
Mr. Eagle,
Miles Davis had much disdain for the usage of the term jazz being applied to his music. The word jazz always carried a very negative connotation to him and many others. By his own admission, he said all he was doing over the years was “tootin’ the blues”. Louis Armstrong never really defined what he thought jazz was. Max Roach often poked fun of cats who played a very caricaturized version (devoid of groove and soul) of this great art form we speak of by saying, “Yeah, they’re playing that “jazz”.
To me the problem with so-called “jazz” music is that the tradition, the concept and the idea has become more important than the community and the feeling of the music. What is jazz anyway? It’s just a word, so I say, let it go if it causes all this much conflict and debate. The spirit, the notes, the rhythms, the musicians, the style of dance, and everything that goes along with it was here long before someone decided to package this beautiful, organic expression of black improvisational art into a term that has come to mean something that nowadays often has little to do with it’s roots. In fact, the further away from the roots it is these days, the more it’s celebrated.
Jazz is a category, a terminology. Free expression of truth is only suffocated by such boundaries. To me, it’s a clear case of the description not being the described. The more you try to say THIS is what it is, the more that very thing alludes you, which is why I believe Armstrong never said what it was and why Miles vehemently hated the term.
Coltrane, Monk, and Parker were amongst the greatest blues musicians of all times. So much of what is called jazz today is absent of the same sensibility found heavily in the musicians you’ve referenced.
I believe no more that this great tradition will die if jazz dies, than if religion dies God will die. Quite honestly, I think both would be better served.
Respectfully Yours,
- Nicholas Payton
Sounds like we’re arguing semantics. I’ve got no problem losing the word jazz, with whatever negative associations it may have – although I’d submit that those were fleeting and have long since expired. However, for the sake of communication, words are necessary to refer to things, even if they can’t capture the essence of what they reference.
There is a marked difference between what is referred to as blues, and that which is called jazz. Without trying to define it, I’ll say that, here in Durham, NC, we’ve had festivals devoted to both and, much as I love, and play, the blues, I’d rather spend my time at the jazz festival. Of course, there’s good and bad in any kind of music – perhaps that’s the only distinction worth making.
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Thanks for the dialogue.