1. Just By Myself
2. Moanin’
3. I Remember Clifford
4. It’s You or No One
5. Whisper Not
6. A Night in Tunisia
7. NY Theme
Art Blakey – Drums
Lee Morgan – Trumpet
Benny Golson – Tenor sax
Bobby Timmons – Piano
Jymie Merritt – Bass
It
is sad that so few films of jazz performances
survive. Admittedly jazz has never featured
strongly on film or television but it is tragic
that much of the small amount that was
filmed is no longer available. I believe that
only a couple of short film clips exist of
Charlie Parker actually playing, and the BBC
wiped many of the tapes of its memorable Jazz
625 series.
In
these circumstances, it is good to encounter
a DVD of a jazz concert rediscovered nearly
50 years after it was filmed. The disc contains
a 55-minute performance by Art Blakey’s Jazz
Messengers, filmed in Belgium in November
1958. This was one of the classic early line-ups
of the Messengers, with a front line of trumpeter
Lee Morgan and saxist Benny Golson. The repertoire
includes several tunes which were to become
staples of the Messengers’ performances –
and jazz standards performed by numerous other
musicians.
Bobby
Timmons’s composition Moanin’ is the
first of these, taken at a slightly more measured
pace than some people play it nowadays. Lee
Morgan’s solo hits the heights, while Timmons
- head bowed low over the keyboard - brings
out the blues and gospel connections in the
tune, and even sounds like Erroll Garner for
a while. Morgan is featured on Benny Golson’s
touching I Remember Clifford, which
is followed by the up-tempo It’s You or
No One, with a mightily impressive drum
solo from Art Blakey who plays thunderously
without seeming to exert great effort. Then
comes another Golson composition – Whisper
Not, on which Golson’s sax is less eloquent
than the dexterous trumpet of 20-year-old
Lee Morgan.
A
Night in Tunisia is introduced by Art
Blakey going hammer-and-tongs on his tomtoms
and later soloing powerfully while his sidemen
tap and shake various bits of miscellaneous
percussion. Towards the end of his solo, Art
hits a cymbal so forcefully that it sinks
towards the ground, vanquished.
The
black-and-white film is in good condition
for its age, and it is nice that the camera
avoids the jumpiness that afflicts many present-day
filmed concerts. The sound quality is also
surprisingly good. One for your collection.
Tony Augarde