wild blue yonder

singing around the globe with The Bad Plus

The End

Wow.

I don’t know how to thank The Bad Plus—Ethan, Dave, Reid—for taking me around the globe with them. This was a culminating experience in my life. I’d not ever left the shores of America before this happened and it was the fulfillment of many long held dreams—with perks—the honor of singing in all these countries and cities for a year and a half. 

It was inspiring to “make the music” with these consummate professionals—joining them on so many stages night after night. It expanded the depth and breadth of my musical knowledge in ways I continue to discover. Equally inspiring, was to experience so many places in the world with them like London, Paris, Berlin, Moscow, San Sebastian, Budapest, Rio— just to name a few. Jet-lagged and sleep-deprived, dining or eating nuts from a bag, making hilarious movies, strolling dark streets, keeping separate spaces on airplanes or in vans, sharing books we were reading, talking politics, sharing frustrations, rushing to gates or waiting for hours in clogged airports was actually fun, full of laughs and surprisingly easy on a day to day basis. And performing with them—brilliant, always. Every night.

There are so many more people to thank. The audiences were so embracing and talking with many of those who came to hear us after shows was very satisfying and invigorating. I made many new friends, some of whom I may never see again and some of whom I keep in touch with. All of those who shepherded us from planes to airports to stages—all of them—were friendly, accommodating, kind and gracious. Most of them had  stories to tell which I’ll long remember and some of them were told in this blog. You guys were beyond awesome.

So, now it’s goodbye and farewell. I also want to thank all of you who followed along with me on this tour blog through many countries and cities. You kept me company over thousands of miles traveled, so many stages, innumerable airports and hotels and all the illuminated and sleepless nights.

This was the journey of a lifetime.

Finally, to Mary Nagan, who sent me off into the sky with final blessings as she departed this earth in her own way, this blog is dedicated to you. You were like a mother to me. I will love you and miss you, always.

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(Thanks for this great photo, Lara.)

(Thanks for this great photo, Lara.)

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… just a few more of my boys in London town.

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London Jazz Festival (Nov 2010)

This trip was amazing. Hands down. The last time I was in London, my hotel was in the tourist district near Trafalgar Square, which was classic but just a little annoying. I don’t like traveling that way. 

This trip, I was within walking distance from Camden—punk capital of the world. I did go there and clearly, it’s changed since the 1970’s. But it was an amazing sun drenched day of perusing used clothing shops and the Camden Market, having my first experience with fish & chips (!!!), getting lost and then finally finding my way back to the hotel and to the stage in time for the show.

The show was sold out. We had a couple of encores and… I have to say that I think it may have been the best show of my year and a half tour with The Bad Plus and I’d not sung with them for more than an entire year. I pretty much sang my ass off. Even Reid commented on it.  A satisfying way to end.

After the show, our young shepherds took us out on the town. There was much music happening in London that night—as one would imagine the London Jazz Festival to proffer. I want to thank Amy, Alastair, Sophie, Frieda, Suzy and anyone else whose names I’ve forgotten for such an inspiring weekend.

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ON TO THE NEWPORT JAZZ FESTIVAL

This event is purported to be the biggest jazz festival in America, but it felt cozy and almost quaint in a strange east coast seaside sort of way, even though the event is held on the grounds of the Fort Adams State Park located on the coast of Rhode Island. It all felt very anachronistic. There were battlements here and there and cavernous concrete buildings with chipping paint and open grassy fields… and… jazz.

Some big time old skoolers were there, like Dave Brubeck accompanied by his wife, Ron Carter and Roy Haynes (a 84-year-old maniac!). My shining moment was turning towards the back stage tunnel entrance and seeing Tony Bennett encroaching with his entourage. He walked right by me and I touched his arm; we exchanged professional smiles. Of course, I just had to call my dad.

What dulled that shining moment was realizing that he was performing while we were… which pretty much took our entire audience away. But hey—I’ll give my audience to Tony Bennett any day. He’s earned it.

My camera was running low on battery power, so the pics are scant and random but the last one was a surprise encounter with our shepherd from Moscow, who had moved from Russia to the east coast and gotten married. She had made a special trip to hear us with her shiny new husband. Katya… seeing you was the highlight of my day… even better than rubbing elbows with Tony Bennett.

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And… just a few more from NYC.

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I flew to NYC on August 6, 2009 to spend a few days with the lovely daughter Hannah before driving to perform at the Newport Jazz Festival, and those few days were filled with puppies, a Francis Bacon retrospective at the Met, Spanish Harlem & soul food, wine, and coffee, more puppies—not to mention Hannah’s delightful company.

Here are some visuals!

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Reaching Back and Getting Current

I just returned from London last night, having played The London Jazz Festival on November 19, 2010.

It had been—strangely—EXACTLY a year to the very date that I had last performed with the band on November 19, 2009 in Chicago for a film event. That gig denied me seeing Vic Chesnutt at the Cedar Cultural Center. He committed suicide about a month later, on Christmas Eve and frankly, I’ll never recover from his departure, but wish him goodness, comfort and mobility—wherever he is. 

Sadly, there are few photographs from Chicago, but thanks to Anna for providing us stage for that advertising industry blitz.

I never posted photos from the last two shows I played with The Bad Plus from 2009 and in an effort to make this blog complete, I’m going to go back before I go forward… and… here we go!

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Some pics from Parte Vieja, Gros and Centro, the cozy business districts in San Sebastian. This coastal city is a vacation destination for tourists from France, Portugal and Spain but I never saw a US corporate influence on any street I walked. It was refreshing. I would love to return there some day for some R&R.

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