Lazaro Vega Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 16 June 2009 From the pool report: The White House Music Series opened Monday afternoon with a jazz studio, featuring a series of classes for about 150 young musicians, and then a performance in the East Room by Paquito D'Rivera and an ensemble of up-and-coming young artists. If you hadn't already known about the jazz event, you would have if you walked into the main part of the building at any point during the afternoon. The entire entry hall level was ringing with instrument tuning as your pooler was escorted into the building. Thanks to Semonti Mustaphi in the FLOTUS press office, your pooler sat in for about 20 minutes in each of three classes. In the Diplomatic Room, about 30-40 middle school-aged kids from the Capitol Jazz Project, the Sitar Arts Center and the Levine School of Music were sitting down to begin a lesson on the blues and expressing experience and emotion through jazz. Instructors were Eli Yamin, a pianist and the director of the Middle School Academy at Jazz at Lincoln Center; Todd Williams, a saxophonist and a member of the music faculty at the Tuxedo Park School; and drummer Tony Martucci and bassist Amy Shook, who the kids knew from other classes in the D.C. area. "Today is a very special day," Yamin told the kids. "It is the first time there's ever been a jazz education session at the White House." He had them each say their name and what instrument they played, then asked them to call out things that made them sad, or gave them the blues. Highlights included "losing my phone," "not being able to play football," "cleaning y room," "certain kinds of school work," and "when somebody steps on my brand-new sneakers." Then he had the kids make noises that would represent sadness -- first they groaned, then they growled, then they sighed. He gave each noise a number, and had them repeat the noise when he called out the number. And then, he and the other instructors started playing a blues called "I'm So Glad," and had the kids "play" their blues noises in rhythm with the song for a few verses. At that point, your pooler went up to the next class. In the State Dining Room, a slightly older, slightly smaller group of kids was watching a lesson by Stephen Massey, chairman of the music department for the Foxboro, Mass., public school system. He and jazz trumpeter Sean Jones were reviewing a swing ensemble from D.C.'s Duke Ellington School for the Performing Arts. The theme of the lesson was "Duke Ellington and swing," according to FLOTUS aides. Massey had the kids playing Ellington's "Perdido," paying particular attention to keeping themselves all on the right time together. "The bass sound is the harmonic center of the band, and so you have a lot of pressure on you in that regard," Massey told the band's bassist. "You sound fine, so that's not a problem." He danced around the room conducting the band, calling out the song's time and clapping his hands when he wanted the trumpets or the trombones to join the saxophones playing the main theme. In the East Room, a band of Marsalises -- trumpeter Wynton, saxophonist Branford, trombonist Delfeayo, drummer Jason and their dad, pianist Ellis -- was teaching a lesson for high school-aged musicians, mostly from two places in New Orleans, the New Orleans Center for Creative Arts and the Thelonious Monk Institute of Jazz. Fourteen students had come to Washington for the event. Paquito D'Rivera sat in on clarinet and saxophone, as well as a bassist whose name your pooler didn't have (and who your pooler didn't think was a member of the Marsalis family). The theme of this class was "improvisation and expression through sounds and moods." Leading the session, Wynton Marsalis had the students come up on stage and play a chorus each with the band. Some of the kids had dejected looks on their faces after they finished playing, possibly because they missed notes; Marsalis told them afterwards they had to keep a positive attitude. "You played good," he said. "Sometimes the people who played the best had the worst attitude." Then Marsalis started playing riffs on his trumpet, which he had Branford Marsalis repeat on his sax; Delfeayo Marsalis and D'Rivera did the same thing, with Branford Marsalis copying them note for note each time. The students then came up and tried the same thing, with the sax players following Branford Marsalis and D'Rivera, the trumpet players following Wynton Marsalis and the trombonists following Delfeayo Marsalis. The class wrapped up, and all the students from the other sessions came into the East Room to hear the performance. Wearing a white suit, FLOTUS walked in from the side of the room while everyone was eagerly looking toward the back of the room, near the Grand Foyer; she joked that she had come in through a different door to keep them all on their toes. You should have a transcript of her remarks soon, but she talked about the importance of jazz in her life and how proud she was to hold the event in the White House. "At Christmas, birthdays, Easter, it didn't matter, there was jazz playing in my household" when she was growing up, FLOTUS told the students. After brief remarks, she sat in the front row and listened to the band. "Jazz at the White House -- mmm, mmm," D'Rivera said. He played alto sax and a beautiful wooden clarinet, and a combo of young jazz musicians -- pianist Tony Madruga, from south Florida; bassist Zach Brown, from Columbia, Md.; drummer Kush Abadey, from Suitland, Md.; and tenor saxophonist Elijah Easton, from Washington -- played with him. They did two songs, and then D'Rivera started playing little snippets of famous jazz tunes. When he played the chorus to Dizzy Gillespie's "Salt Peanuts," the whole room called out, "Salt peanuts," including FLOTUS. "Ahh, Michelle knows it!" D'Rivera shouted. Wynton Marsalis came back to the stage to join them for Dizzy Gillespie's "A Night in Tunisia," and the event ended. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
marcello Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 16 June 2009 From the pool report: After brief remarks, she sat in the front row and listened to the band. "Jazz at the White House -- mmm, mmm," D'Rivera said. He played alto sax and a beautiful wooden clarinet, and a combo of young jazz musicians -- pianist Tony Madruga, from south Florida; bassist Zach Brown, from Columbia, Md.; drummer Kush Abadey, from Suitland, Md.; and tenor saxophonist Elijah Easton, from Washington -- played with him. They did two songs, and then D'Rivera started playing little snippets of famous jazz tunes. When he played the chorus to Dizzy Gillespie's "Salt Peanuts," the whole room called out, "Salt peanuts," including FLOTUS. "Ahh, Michelle knows it!" D'Rivera shouted. Wynton Marsalis came back to the stage to join them for Dizzy Gillespie's "A Night in Tunisia," and the event ended. Kush Abadey is a comer. His father is drummer Nasar Abadey, who uncle is/was Frankie Dunlop. Kush has been playing with Wallace Roney of late, while still in high school. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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AllenLowe Posted June 18, 2009 Report Share Posted June 18, 2009 same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsamesame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same oldsame old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
papsrus Posted June 18, 2009 Report Share Posted June 18, 2009 (edited) I had a flashback to "The Shining" there for a second. Edited June 18, 2009 by papsrus Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AllenLowe Posted June 18, 2009 Report Share Posted June 18, 2009 I just have this fantasy that there's someone in some center of cultural power who is interested in the true journeyman jazz musician who is doing creative work - sort of the subculture of improvised music. will never happen. but I can dream......................... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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