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Saturday, August 6, 2016

Mr. New Orleans.

I just  learned that Pete Fountain, the great jazz clarinetist,  has died in New Orleans.
I have only seen one obit so far.
From The Advocate in New Orleans.
In it, it refers to him as both 83 and 86.
That's how it is with obituaries.
You always find more than one age listed.
But not usually in the same obit.
We are getting more and more careless.
And Pete Fountain certainly deserved better than that.
Oh...another one has popped up confirming 86.
Pete Fountain has been one of my all-time favorites for as far back as I can remember.
No one had his touch.
Benny Goodman came close,  but was more inhibited.
Artie Shaw was more of a serious musician.
Woody Herman just didn't have the same set of chops.
Pete Fountain had a level of exuberance in his playing and command of his instrument that nobody else had.
My favorite of his albums, of which I have almost all, is "Mr. New Orleans"
A dozen up tunes, all in the same march tempo.
If you don't have it, get it.
Or at least listen to it on Spotify.

He appeared on the Johnny Carson "Tonight Show" 59 times, or 62, depending on which obituary you believe.
Now that Carson is back on in reruns I hope I get to see most if not all of these appearances.
On my one trip to New Orleans, I was just tagging along on one of my wife's business trips.
I told her that we must make a beeline to Pete Fountain's Club, praying that he was in town.
He was, and we went, and he simply blew the roof off of the dump.
It was sensational.
He had a rare foray into vocals.
Herewith are his lyrics to the old standard "You're Nobody's Sweetheart Now":

"You're Nobody's Sweetheart Now,
Nobody's Sweetheart Now,
Nobody's
Sweetheart Now,
Nobody's Sweetheart
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow,
You're Nobody's Sweetheart Now,
Nobody's Sweetheart Now,
Nobody's
Sweetheart Now
Nobody's Sweetheart Now-ow-ow-ow,
You're Nobody's Sweetheart Now,
Because you're Nobody's Sweetheart Now."

What's better than that? 
They don't sing 'em like that anymore.  What a hoot.
I have that someplace.  I'd have to dig it up.

There will be a traditional Jazz Funeral after the mass in the French Quarter in New Orleans.
If I was able to walk better, I'd have already made my travel plans to participate in it.
But my marching days are behind me.

R.I.P.,  Pete.

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1 comment:

  1. Semi-off-topic:

    My long-standing rule for obituary-reading is that when you read obits that give two different ages for the decedent, the oldest one is likely the correct one.

    A while back, when Charles Lane passed on, the official obits had him at 101.
    When I got into film buffery as a teenager, I started getting reference books - big, weighty ones, way more expensive than I could afford at the time.
    In nearly all the ones that came out before the '80s, Charles Lane's year of birth was given as 1899.
    When Charles Lane appeared on David Letterman's NBC show, Dave asked his age, and Lane
    answered that he was somewhere in his 80s; with the '99 birthdate, he would have been past 90 at that point.
    I nodded; even then, performers had a long tradition of revising their birthdates downward in order to prolong their shelf lives.
    But that info stuck with me.
    If the 1899 DOB for Charles Lane is the right one, that means when Lane passed on, he would have been 107.
    I guess ageism never ends ...

    Off-topic, but I just thought I'd pass it along ...

    (I loved Pete Fountain too ...)

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