[Dixielandjazz] Question!

[Don Ingle]

On 3/13/2011 5:37 PM, Marek Boym wrote:
> Wow!
> Haven't yet reached the last tune, but I really love the first one!
> A good thing the days one was not supposed to like Red are gone!
> Actually, and don't yell anybody, I've loved Red's (and Miff's)
> playing since the 1960's, after first hearing of the Columbia
> compilation "Thesauru of Classic Jazz."
> The vocals here are anothe story.
> Cheers
>
> On 13 March 2011 18:35, Bob Romans<cellblk7 at comcast.net>  wrote:
>> The last tune of this clip shows Red putting his cornet down, but, to me it
>> sounds like a cornet is still playing! How on earth did the recording studio
>> do that in those early days?
>>
>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HMSbryXNLZY
>> Warm regards,
>> Bob Romans,
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Though Red Nichols could be a hard guy to work for, he was litterally a 
second dad to me. Because he and my dad were good friends since the 20's
Iit was to Nichols that dad turned to when, after he'd played the 
Goldkette side of Clementine and I heard Bix's solo, I tossed the 
clarinet I had been struggling with (dad was a reed man)
saying to hell with that, I wanted a cornet. With the war now on, a new 
horn was not available - most new instruments were reserved for service 
bands; so he asked Red N. if he could pick out a decent used cornet for 
me, Red went to Lockies' on Vine and found a good used  Conn Victor, and 
dad gave it to me and I was off to the brass heavens. Then, with the 
wisdom of the ages, dad realized that as a reed man he couldn't help me 
with the cornet; so he asked Red N. if he would give me some lessons (he 
lived near us in Toluca Lake) and soon I would be over on my bike, 
cornet case in hand, and Red would put me though Arben and Schlossberg, 
for which I am humbly grateful to this day. I would play long tones  to 
warm up while his two old English bulldogs snorted, slobbered and farted 
as if to say more air, kid, more air. Red's best advice was - 
"Simplicity is the essense of good taste." Damn right!
Some may have disparaged Red for reasons of their own, but don't do it 
in my presence. He remained a close family and personal friend to the 
day he died. Ironically I lost both of my Red-headed "dads, real and 
honorary - in the same year, 1965.
Red was a well taught and totally professional cornetist, able to read 
and play anything the job called for and his legacy of recordings 
boggles the mind when totaled up.
What others' opinions of Red Nichols may have been, I hold him in memory 
with great regards, and remember a friendship that is fresh in the mind 
today.
So, Bob and Marek, give a good listen to  one of the better players to 
have passed through the jazz age every chance you get.
Don Ingle