This event took place last night at Jazz at Kitano in New York City. I wish I could’ve been there. I’m a fan of all three pianists – Kimbrough, Cables, and Friedman. They truly are, as “Night Life” notes, “exceptional stylists.” I’m listening to Cables’ great 2015 album In Good Company as I write this. If Whitney Balliett were alive, he would’ve covered this gig. And he would’ve written it up in The New Yorker so that readers could imagine they were there, too. He loved piano jazz. He referred to it as a “pianistic river that flows through New York” (Night Creature, 1981). It appears that river is still flowing.
Showing posts with label Frank Kimbrough. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frank Kimbrough. Show all posts
Sunday, June 26, 2016
June 27, 2016 Issue
There’s a “Night Life” note in this week’s issue that caught
my eye. Titled "Special Piano Extravaganza," it says,
This multi-generational meeting of piano luminaries brings
together three exceptional stylists: Frank Kimbrough, George Cables, and
Don Friedman. United in their authority of the post-bop idiom, each has a wholly
distinctive approach to the genre—consider this evening a master class in
keyboard expertise.
This event took place last night at Jazz at Kitano in New York City. I wish I could’ve been there. I’m a fan of all three pianists – Kimbrough, Cables, and Friedman. They truly are, as “Night Life” notes, “exceptional stylists.” I’m listening to Cables’ great 2015 album In Good Company as I write this. If Whitney Balliett were alive, he would’ve covered this gig. And he would’ve written it up in The New Yorker so that readers could imagine they were there, too. He loved piano jazz. He referred to it as a “pianistic river that flows through New York” (Night Creature, 1981). It appears that river is still flowing.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
September 16, 2013 Issue
Writing this blog, tracking my New Yorker reading experience, my effort is mainly one of
appreciation. Even on those rare occasions when the magazine seems, at first
glance, totally uninteresting, which is the case this week, I find there’s
always something – a line, a detail, a note
– that attracts my attention. In this week’s “Goings On About Town,” for
instance, I saw, under “Jazz and Standards,” that “the whip-smart pianist Frank
Kimbrough released a fine trio album recorded at this night spot [Jazz at
Kitano].” I love piano jazz. I wasn’t aware of this particular Kimbrough album.
I went online to iTunes and purchased several tracks, including Duke
Ellington’s great “Single Petal of a Rose.” Kimbrough plays it exquisitely. It
went straight onto my “Best of Piano Jazz” playlist.
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