http://www.legacy.com/DallasMorningNews/Ob...sonID=103596791
As can be surmised from the above, Kerby Stewart was the type of musician that ran in circles that I neither aspired to nor would have been capable of entering. And yet, last year, I began playing a series of trio/quartet gigs with him under the leadership of a Ft. Worth guitarist who had known Kerby forever & met me on a Miles tribute gig a few years ago, liked what he heard, & decided to get me in on some of his gigs sooner or later. It was later than sooner, but hey, I'm used to that by now. When I heard that Kerby was the bassist, I was a little nervous. After all, I'm in no way a "formal" player, the only rules I follow are the ones that make sense at any given moment. This area is overflowing with people of similar backgrounds to Kerby's who have their heads up their ass and their snoots up in the air about "proper" ways to play all musics, especially jazz.
To my relief, Kerby was not one of those type guys. He heard where I was coming from immediately, dug in, and made sure that it was all good, which it most certainly ended up being. On the breaks, I found him to be a borderline surrealist in his humor, which also fit in with my "comfort zone". A real down to earth family guy with a keen sense of humor about the bizarre and morbid, who could also play bass the way you wanted it played. No problems there! We probably played another 5-6 gigs together, all of them a gas, and had a few more booked in the coming months. Not now.
In no way will I claim that I "got to know" this man, but I will say that it was a blast knowing him in the little time that I spent with him.
Here's a clip of Kerby w/Woody's band of the mid-1970s, w/Lyle Mays on Rhodes: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KC8bitR838o
Life is short...