Current Mood: sam!
Current Music: The WKCR Sam Rivers Celebration
It's my first couple of days at the apartment in Jersey City, located on the cusp of campus and ghetto. I got home, dog tired, after work and shopping for various basic supplies. Turned on WKCR, and there's this great tenor/bass/drums trio; I'm riveted, and I recognize it, but can't quite put my finger on it. Something from the mid-60's, sounds like it was recorded in Rudy Van Gelder's studio, effortlessly free-sounding, yet ass-deep in the tradition. Whatever has to get done — some unpacking, trip to toilet, cooking, etc. — has to wait until the announcer tells me who this is.
Turns out to be Sam Rivers, Gary Peacock and Tony Williams, from the trio portion of Williams' Life Time album (which is sitting somewhere in a bag in the living room). On top of that, announcer-person says that KCR is in Day One of a week-long Sam Rivers celebration. (/me makes quick trip to Google to confirm that this is not a Sam Rivers Memorial Broadcast, and finds welcome news.)
For the next seven days, I love New York.
Where did I pack the rolling papers? Someone changed their sig, from a short Bayard Rustin quote to a whole paragraph by Rustin, from a 1986 book. "But didn't he die in the 70's?", I thought. No, he didn't.
As a kid, I was a voracious reader of history books, many of them covering the period from FDR to "today" (i.e. the Ford and Carter years) — William Manchester's The Glory and the Dream was my Frampton Comes Alive (or something) — and I don't remember reading much about Rustin (or seeing him on TV) after the 60's; I figured he died at some point in the 70's. Wikipedia tells me he passed away in 1987, a time when I was living out of a backpack, and wasn't always keeping up with the news. Try finding a New York Times when you're in (1987) Huntsville ("Hey Mike, are we in Huntsville or Birmingham?"), Alabama, 15 minutes before soundcheck.
So I continue reading the Wikipedia entry, learning more. I didn't know that the grandmother who helped raise him was a Quaker, and the Quaker/pacifist streak in his life and work led to a brief period in India, studying under Gandhi, shortly before the latter's assassination.
But here's the part that tickled me: Just before a trip to Africa, while college secretary of the [Fellowship of Reconciliation], Rustin recorded a 10" LP for "Fellowship Records." On it he sang Elizabethan Songs and spirituals accompanied on the harpsichord by Margaret Davison. In ILM-speak, that rates a "ysi?" (translation: "hook me up!") Unrelated, but just to clear out the newfound trivia for the week, via Ted Gioia's West Coast Jazz: the young Eric Dolphy taught Sunday School (it just makes so much sense), in the church pastored by Hampton Hawes' father. |