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The New York Times Printer Friendly Format Sponsored By August 11, 2006 Books of the Times John Hammond, Who Put His Money and Vision Where His Musical Taste Was By PETER KEEPNEWS Considering how many historic recordings bear his name, it’s a little surprising that it has taken until now, almost 20 years after his death, for someone to write a biography of John Hammond. But maybe it’s not all that surprising. After all, Mr. Hammond spent his career out of the spotlight. While helping to steer artists from Billie Holiday to Bruce Springsteen into the public eye as a talent scout, record producer and overall mover and shaker, he remained the benevolent (some would say paternalistic) man behind the curtain. And it’s not as if Mr. Hammond has never been written about. He’s a prominent supporting character in the biographies and autobiographies of his most famous so-called discoveries, a list that also includes Bob Dylan, Count Basie, Benny Goodman and Aretha Franklin. He told his own story in 1977 in “John Hammond on Record,” a memoir that was more than a little self-serving and selective, but entertaining nonetheless. So while it could be said that Dunstan Prial is staking out virgin territory with his Hammond biography, “The Producer,” it could also be said that he is simply taking all the good Hammond anecdotes that have been out there for years and putting them in one place, creating the literary equivalent of a greatest-hits collection. But he has done more. He has conducted some solid research, and while his book is sometimes a little light on context (among other things, it lacks a thorough discography), he has fashioned the diverse strands of Mr. Hammond’s life into a very readable narrative. It helps that he has a fascinating protagonist. If John Hammond didn’t exist, a novelist might have had to invent him. A child of privilege (his mother was a Vanderbilt), he was drawn to jazz and blues at an early age and went on to dedicate his life, and fortune, to American vernacular music, and also to racial equality. With his flat-top haircut and perpetual grin, he cut a strange figure. With his sharp ear, infectious enthusiasm and deep pockets, he helped change the course of 20th-century music. Mr. Prial, a journalist (and the son of Frank Prial, who was a reporter and longtime wine columnist for The New York Times), clearly admires Mr. Hammond’s accomplishments, as both musical catalyst and social activist, but this book is not hagiography. Mr. Prial acknowledges that Mr. Hammond could be arrogant and imperious; that he could be vindictive toward musicians, among them Duke Ellington, who did not follow his career advice; and that he could take a rather cavalier attitude toward conflicts of interest. In the 1930’s, when he was producing records by Goodman, Holiday and Basie, Mr. Hammond was also an influential critic. He wrote about music, primarily for Down Beat and the British magazine Melody Maker, and he often raved about musicians he worked with, without disclosing his involvement. (“I was in the studio at the time,” he would write about a record he was praising. What he wouldn’t say is that he was there because he was supervising the session.) As Mr. Prial notes, Hammond defended such apparent ethical lapses by explaining that it was all for the greater good of the music, and that anyway he was not benefiting financially. Call it the jazz version of noblesse oblige. Mr. Prial tells us that he first learned about Mr. Hammond through the music of Stevie Ray Vaughan, the dynamic blues-rock guitarist who in the early 80’s became Mr. Hammond’s last significant protégé, and that he was a fan of Mr. Dylan and Mr. Springsteen before he knew anything about the man credited with discovering them. So it’s not surprising that once his narrative enters the 1960’s — shortly after Mr. Hammond rejoined Columbia Records, where he had first made his mark as a producer, and began shifting his focus from jazz — Mr. Prial seems much more engaged than when writing about the musicians Mr. Hammond recorded in the 30’s. He understands that these earlier artists were important but has a hard time explaining why. For example, he writes of Lionel Hampton: “His music alone was enough to startle even virtuoso musicians of Benny Goodman’s caliber. When Hampton’s mallets struck the metallic bars of the vibraharp, a spray of notes burst forth. And each one made perfect sense, one note following another impossibly fast but never forced.” A spray of notes? This is colorful writing, but it doesn’t shed very much light. Some passages are apt to make even the casual jazz fan wince. Take Mr. Prial’s observation that in Kansas City, in the days when Count Basie was a local hero, “improvisational jamming was the preferred style.” One word would have done it: jamming is improvisation. But the author’s musical expertise is beside the point when he writes, eloquently, about what was perhaps Mr. Hammond’s greatest accomplishment: persuading an initially reluctant Benny Goodman to hire two black sidemen, Mr. Hampton and the pianist Teddy Wilson. By bringing a racially mixed quartet on tour with his very successful all-white big band, Goodman made a powerful statement, if not quite as powerful as he would have made by integrating the big band, which he did not do until some years later. (Frustratingly, Mr. Prial sometimes acknowledges that the quartet and the orchestra were separate entities but at times seems to forget, as when he praises Goodman for “allowing two black men into his band.”) Two decades before civil rights marchers shined a harsh light on the reality of segregation, John Hammond, via Benny Goodman, took a brave stand that almost no one else, in or out of the music business, was taking. That, Mr. Prial suggests, meant more to him than having a hit record ever could. It meant more to the world too. Home * World * U.S. * N.Y. / Region * Business * Technology * Science * Health * Sports * Opinion * Arts * Style * Travel * Jobs * Real Estate * Automobiles * Back to Top Copyright 2006 The New York Times Company * Privacy Policy * Search * Corrections * XML * Help * Contact Us * Work for Us * Site Map