No words can express how I feel at the passing of Dave Brubeck.
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December 29, 2009
Dear G.U.C.I. Alumni:
A couple of years earlier my parents moved us from the north side of Chicago back to the family reservation on the west side of town. But, I still got on the El often to return to Rogers Park to see my best friend Gene and spend time in the old neighborhood. It was on one of those trips that Gene told me that his uncle had left him the keys to his apartment and that he wanted to go spend the weekend there. It was a different world then and my parents had no problem letting me go with Gene. So, two fourteen year olds go off to spend a weekend alone in an apartment on Waveland Avenue in Chi town. Perfectly normal, right? Well it was kind of normal.
Later I bought the album. I wore it out, literally. I bought it again, then once more before it finally came out on CD. Last month “Time Out” was re-mastered and re-issued along with a DVD of the Brubeck Quartet to mark the fiftieth anniversary of its first release. It’s magnificent! It’s the music that led me to investigate and fall in love with jazz. It started with “Time out” and expanded chronologically in both directions from traditional jazz to swing to be bop to modern; from Armstrong to Goodman to Basie, to Davis, Pepper, Getz, Rich, et al. It started with that abstract art album cover and my buddy, Gene saying, “Wait ‘til you hear this.”
Brubeck is being honored tonight on the Kennedy Center Awards program. I owe him a deep debt of gratitude; and to my buddy, Gene.
Ron
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