I have a guilty secret
and it is a shocking one, I, with the truck load of European Free, Improv sessions and US avant garde adore the late Ruby Braff
I first met Ruby nearly 20 years ago at the Bulls Head in Barnes, I'm not sure but I think he was with Brian Lemon, Scott Hamilton and Warren Vache but that dosn't matter to the story.
A much older friend who knew how much I loved Miles and Louis insisted that I go and hear him, 'You'll be amazed'. He'd enthused, I was not so sure, I knew Ruby was out of the Dixie school and it sort of seemed like I was being asked to go and see a great uncle play in his waistcoat and bowler hat, Saturday night variety TV jazz but I went.
This little jewish guy from Boston blew me away, his choice of material was flawless his playing bright and celebratory or, during ballads, deep and moody with a solid tone that sent shivers down the spine, I was hooked.
After the set he came over to our table and greeted the people sitting with me, he knew all their names even if he attributed them to the wrong people
, they were I suppose his UK fan base an he was very greatful for their patronage. After a few more words he went off to play a scorching second set and then returned to our table for a drink where he told us story after story (one about him and Peggy Lee turning up at the wrong building for a concert had us in stiches and would have had Lee's lawyers beating at his door if it had been repeated) late into the night.
I saw him many more times over the years and as his health declined his playing, still superb, became shorter and the stories he told from the bandstand became longer but we loved him for it.
This is my little tribute to a great and often overlooked jazz man ladies and gentlemen, I give you the late great Ruby Braff.
K
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and it is a shocking one, I, with the truck load of European Free, Improv sessions and US avant garde adore the late Ruby Braff
I first met Ruby nearly 20 years ago at the Bulls Head in Barnes, I'm not sure but I think he was with Brian Lemon, Scott Hamilton and Warren Vache but that dosn't matter to the story.
A much older friend who knew how much I loved Miles and Louis insisted that I go and hear him, 'You'll be amazed'. He'd enthused, I was not so sure, I knew Ruby was out of the Dixie school and it sort of seemed like I was being asked to go and see a great uncle play in his waistcoat and bowler hat, Saturday night variety TV jazz but I went.
This little jewish guy from Boston blew me away, his choice of material was flawless his playing bright and celebratory or, during ballads, deep and moody with a solid tone that sent shivers down the spine, I was hooked.
After the set he came over to our table and greeted the people sitting with me, he knew all their names even if he attributed them to the wrong people
, they were I suppose his UK fan base an he was very greatful for their patronage. After a few more words he went off to play a scorching second set and then returned to our table for a drink where he told us story after story (one about him and Peggy Lee turning up at the wrong building for a concert had us in stiches and would have had Lee's lawyers beating at his door if it had been repeated) late into the night.I saw him many more times over the years and as his health declined his playing, still superb, became shorter and the stories he told from the bandstand became longer but we loved him for it.
This is my little tribute to a great and often overlooked jazz man ladies and gentlemen, I give you the late great Ruby Braff.
K
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