The joyful visuals at 3:09 minutes in, when Hugh Masekela puts down the flugelhorn and picks up the tambourine are hard to beat. Thank you filmmakers. Thank you Hugh and Larry.
And then this live 1965 version? Whoa. What he dishes up beginning at 1:07 is some South African mustard sauce!
In the old joke, the marriage counselor tells the couple who never talks anymore to go to a jazz club because at a jazz club everyone talks during the bass solo
But of course, no one starts talking just because of a bass solo or any other solo for that matter.
The quieter bass solo just reveals the people in the club who have been talking all along, the same ones you can hear on some well-known recordings.
Bill Evans, for example, who is opening a new door into the piano while some guy chats up his date at one of the little tables in the back.
I have listened to that album so many times I an anticipate the moment of his drunken laugh as if it were a strange note in the tune.
And so, anonymous man, you have become part of my listening, your romance a romance lost in the past
and a reminder somehow that each member of that trio has died since then and maybe so have you and, sadly, maybe she.
This poem called to mind one of my favorite recordings (below) which has embedded in it some remarks/reaction and laughter from a lady in the audience which I feel is priceless and which I anticipate and enjoy hearing every time. It really puts you there. No, she wasn’t chatting up her date, but fully immersed in the experience she was having. I especially love her laugh around the 4:18 mark, and again at the end.
I would be remiss if I didn’t suggest that you purchase one of Jessica’s albums. All of them are great. My favorites are the two LIVE AT YOSHI’S albums. I would also recommend that you purchase them directly from the artists website so she can make the most profit. You can easily transfer it to your iPod from the CD she will personally sign and ship to you. Her website is: http://www.jessicawilliams.com