“One thing I like about jazz, kid, is that I don’t know what’s going to happen next. Do you?”
—Bix Beiderbecke
Yep, I used ‘jazz’ like a verb. Deal. The Jazz diet will make you taller, slimmer, sexier, more appealing to the opposite sex, more intelligent, more talented, more sophisticated and much cooler. Jazz makes the world around you a better place. Jazz is meant for the city once the sun goes down. It makes traffic lights sexy. It makes you more interesting. It makes rain glorious. It makes trumpets and saxophones the instruments of angels. It is all that is holy. Dig.
Jazz Like a Full-Tilt Boogie
“I’m famous? Ain’t that a bitch.”
-Thelonius Monk
Max Roach graces the latest Ear Candy Update poster.
John Coltrane graces the latest Ear Candy Update poster.
By far the coolest cover of all the records I bought today. This is Les Baxter’s “Ritual of the Savages.” Les mastered that mondo exotica, rumba action that permeated those super sexy cocktail lounges in the day, and by ‘the day’ I mean the ’50s and ’60s.
Currently rocking the bejesus out of this.
The freshest tunes we’re going to use to penetrate your ear holes. This poster is yours. Steal it, blog it, do with it what you will. It’s all yours. Stream online here: Download for iTunes here: Ear Candy Update for March 6.mp3 This particular show was an utter blast to research and play. My staff and I split many cases of beer discussing the merits of tons of tracks. We settled on new Motown/Stax torchbearers, a post-WWII jazz/cinema/turntable chanteuse, an echo-drenched soul stirrer, a Mississippi-bred band plugged in and very cranky, a Waylon Jennings-styled honky tonker, a classic power trio who makes an unironic use of a drum solo and the Boy Kings of Manhattan’s Lower East Side. We know we like our choices. Here’s hoping you do too. - Duke Wilbury If you have any suggestions, bitches, gripes, complaints or praise, email me right here: Dukewilbury@gmail.com The tracks: Breakin’ the Chains of Love - Fitz & The Tantrums Terrible Things - April Smith & The Great Picture Show No Good Woman - Radio Moscow Back it Up - Caro Emerald The Last Living Rose - P.J. Harvey Resolution - Steve Wynn & The Miracle 3 Lonely at the Top - Jamey Johnson Place at the End of the Street - Cotton Jones Born on a Day the Sun Didn’t Rise - Black Moth Super Rainbow Pumped Up Kicks - Foster the People Jumpercable Blues - North Mississippi Allstars Under Cover of Darkness - The Strokes Share (Source: gonzotrail.blogspot.com)
Ear Candy Update for March 6
Some music was made for rainy nights in the city. This is a piece of it.
Jazz for a Rainy Night in the City
My afternoon has been packed now that I have my turntable in full operational condition. In the words of Emperor Palpatine, “Witness the awesome firepower of this fully armed and operational battle station.”
My Afternoon
As I get ready for a night out in Vegas, this will do the trick.
Richard “Groove” Holmes & Gene Ammons: Hittin’ the Jug - from Groovin’ with Jug, 1961
(via cognoscere)
(via onmyowntwohands)
Sunday morning omelets, coffee, hard bop and great company. We are golden.
Rare video: Chet Baker’s last television interview
Chet Baker played in the bar ‘De Kroeg’, Amsterdam, The Netherlands, on new year’s eve 1987. The Dutch television channel VPRO interviewed him, and it turned out to be his last filmed interview.
“..1987 continued to bring me a very wonderful gift, and that is that I got through it. Managed to survive and of course I’ve had Diane with me all this year, and that was another gift that a man can really appreciate, and I’ve had a lot of success all over Europe this year. Every club, every auditorium, or ‘maison du culture’, ‘maison des jeunes’ has been full, and I just hope that ‘88 will…it doesn’t have to get any better, if it just stays as good as ‘87 that’ll be fine…”
At about 3:00 A.M. on May 13th, 1988, Baker was found dead on the street below his second-story room (Room 210) of Hotel Prins Hendrik in Amsterdam, with serious wounds to his head. Heroin and cocaine were found in his hotel room, and an autopsy also found these drugs in his body. There was no evidence of a struggle, and the death was ruled an accident.
Baker’s body was brought home for interment in the Inglewood Park Cemetery in Inglewood, California. A plaque outside the hotel now memorializes him.
