Now that GG has gotten over the Elvis thread... I would just like to mention the absolute king of cool... GG, my old Dad never could get on with Bill Evans, but this guy... Way beyond hip... everything...
Hallelujah. The ultimate hipster. Monk in Jazz on a Summer's Day.... Those 50s album sleeves. What's the one where he's in a little red kid's truck? It's in The Ivy Look...
GG
I thought - think - like Mingus - he was just beautiful.
http://www.awakeinmydreams.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/thelonius-monk.jpg
Too cool even for the cool school...
I love Thelonius Monk. I've just learnt Blue Monk on the tenor - how can such simplicity sound so clever?
Oh, i thought this thread would be about Adrian Monk.
Monk is just so fucking cool. I love that bamboo chineses hat he wears in some photo. The humor and playfulness in the music is uplifting and I'm sure he's as technically gifted as Glen Gould in his own way.
My father waxes lyrical about him. At the age of seventy seven, and after listening to jazz for some fifty five or more years, not a lot of people get the absolute thumbs-up: Louis, Lester Young, Ben Webster, Johnny Hodges, Anita O'Day, The Duke - Monk, almost alone, it sometimes seems to me, amongst modern jazz players. The times I would ring him up and say I'd bought Sonny Rollins on such-and-such a label and he'd say, 'Oh dear'. One of the reasons 'Jazz On A Summer's Day' annoys him so much is the intrusion into Monk's playing.
An afterthought. I think the reason he was so cool - music aside - was that he wrote his own book of rules. Now that takes some doing but it's great - because you can tear it up and start all over again.
He also - perhaps more than most - had an awful lot to put up with. And I think he was extraordinarily sensitive and felt things deeply.
That Contemporary album cover where he's just raided the Nazi bunker and liberated the piano, you know that this was a guy who could actually do that in reality. He was a man's man, whereas Miles, well, the verdict is still out on that one.
In the year I was born, 1959, he was denied a hotel room, in Boston, not once but twice, because of the colour of his skin. The second hotel that refused his patronage had had no difficulty with Fidel Castro.
Draw your own conclusions.
There's a reference above to Monk's 'Chinese' hat. Apparently the hat originated in Ghana and was a gift to him from Guy Warren. Monk and Warren had gelled during their meetings and Warren sent the hat to him from West Africa. Monk's daughter said he was thrilled to bits.
The cover image of 'Monk's Music' defines a good deal for me. I couldn't quite track down a plaid driving cap so settled for a Madras newsboy.
The glasses with the bamboo arms were pretty special too. And yes the madras cap - is that the album where he's sitting in a kid's truck on the cover? And there's meant to be a snap of him in Weejuns but I've never actually seen it. He was a truly magnificent individual on many levels.
Yeah, cap and kid's truck - belonged to one of his own kids, I think - and it happened almost by accident. Kind of defined the 'eccentric' side of Monk and jazz by, say, 1958 (?); reminds me of poetry by chaps like William Carlos Williams and e.e. cummings ('Anyone lived in a pretty how town, with up so floating many bells down...). Poor Monk, though, had bipolar disorder: highly unpleasant.
Oh, those glasses with the bamboo arms - spectacular! (no pun intended).
Oh, and of course Abstract Expressionism was there in the background: that East Village loft/dive scene. Sounds like it was more cats, rats and roaches, though, than naked models with open arms and a welcoming tumbler of Chivas Regal.
Monk, playing at the 'Five Spot', goes walkabout. Someone is sent to find him, discovers him streets away, gazing at the night sky.
'Are you lost?'
'No', says Monk, 'I'm right here. It's the 'Five Spot' that's lost'.