Farewell, Mr. Morgan
Charlie Parker protege Frank Morgan died a week ago today. With the possible exceptions of Sonny Stitt and Phil Woods, Morgan was the altoist most dedicated to keeping Parker's sound alive. Unfortunately, Morgan also emulated unsavory aspects of Parker's lifestyle. He spent much of his life in prison. While the interplay between Morgan and Bud Shank is astounding throughout the out-of-print Quiet Fire, I've selected Morgan's deeply affecting solo work on "Emily" to serve as a fitting summation of the man's art and life. Song With Orange has more on Morgan.
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I get a kick out of seeing artists including Lupe Fiasco and the dudes from Gym Class Heroes and Spoon discussing their 2007 Top Ten lists at MySpace. Pouring through Largehearted Boy's compilation of best-of lists is also a dangerously addictive pastime.
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Kansas City Click: Just like thousands of other indie-rock obsessives in the Midwest seventeen-or-so years ago, I really liked the Pedaljets. They're playing a reunion gig at the Brick tonight in support of the reissue of their second album.
Mike Moellman makes noises inside the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art late Saturday afternoon.
In an odd combination of venue and artist, the Wild Women of Kansas City will be at George Brett's on Sunday night.
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