Thelonious Monk's Bemsha Swing
Friday, April 29, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011

Given the relatively small size of Thelonious Monk's compositional output, the pianist frequently revisited his tunes to add fresh ideas and work out new angles for the staples of his songbook. Never entirely satisfied with some of his original creations, Monk constantly strove for reinvention and inspiration, keeping them fresh and vibrant --- living entities. While he may not have possessed a plethora of new ideas, those that he did own were utterly original, innovative, and extremely deep. Yet despite the intricacy of those ideas, it was oftentimes difficult getting the composer to actually explain his concepts. Thelonious Monk was a man of very few words. He felt no need to explain himself or his music to either the press, his audience, even the musicians who played along with him. He always believed that the music spoke for itself. Should one of his sidemen need direction, Monk's customary and rather frank response would often be something along the likes of "Well you're a musician, aren't you? Then you should know what you're doing." Although he could sometimes be brutally direct, Monk was not at all an unpleasant person. Rather, he was an extremely complicated man who simply marched to the beat of an entirely different drummer, often underestimating the ability of those around him to see, hear, and comprehend the things he understood in quite the same way that he himself did.
Always somewhat eccentric, Thelonious Monk's increasingly peculiar behavior over time has largely been attributed to an undisclosed mental illness which apparently grew more severe with age. Other sources believe that a medical misdiagnosis and its pursuant drug prescription may have accidentally resulted in unintended brain damage. But beneath his disorder was a wonderful, caring, intelligent, and humorous individual. Whichever theory is correct, the composer/pianist nevertheless did walk that very thin line that divides genius from idiot savant for most of his adult life. Given to bouts of heightened excitement, Monk reportedly could become quite animated, causing him to pace endlessly for days on end, only to then completely withdraw, refusing to talk altogether. But when he found himself in the 'zone,' particularly when performing his music, the accompanying musicians knew that Monk had transcended the temporal when he'd abruptly stop playing, rise to his feet and begin his whirling dervish dance --- a dance that indicated that the master was pleased. This occurred only when the band's playing was on the spot, having collectively managed to achieve his ideal. So spinning repeatedly on one foot and tugging on his goatee, T merged with the music, high on the sound and lost in the sweetness that comes with inspired improvisation and copious perspiration.
Always somewhat eccentric, Thelonious Monk's increasingly peculiar behavior over time has largely been attributed to an undisclosed mental illness which apparently grew more severe with age. Other sources believe that a medical misdiagnosis and its pursuant drug prescription may have accidentally resulted in unintended brain damage. But beneath his disorder was a wonderful, caring, intelligent, and humorous individual. Whichever theory is correct, the composer/pianist nevertheless did walk that very thin line that divides genius from idiot savant for most of his adult life. Given to bouts of heightened excitement, Monk reportedly could become quite animated, causing him to pace endlessly for days on end, only to then completely withdraw, refusing to talk altogether. But when he found himself in the 'zone,' particularly when performing his music, the accompanying musicians knew that Monk had transcended the temporal when he'd abruptly stop playing, rise to his feet and begin his whirling dervish dance --- a dance that indicated that the master was pleased. This occurred only when the band's playing was on the spot, having collectively managed to achieve his ideal. So spinning repeatedly on one foot and tugging on his goatee, T merged with the music, high on the sound and lost in the sweetness that comes with inspired improvisation and copious perspiration.

The 'genius' of Thelonious Monk obviously resides within his music. He played and composed by his own set of rules, principles that were not always entirely apparent to even his peers, save for Bud Powell, Dizzy Gillespie, and Charlie Parker. In fact, Monk was scorned early on by those unable to hear his music on its own terms. It wasn't until Coleman Hawkins, one of very few 'old school' players who understood and embraced the new be-bop gave him a steady gig which not only gave T a regular paycheck, but also fixed work, allowing him to finally begin garnering the respect he was duly owed. By the time he then became a 'star' in 1957, Monk had already written the vast majority of his songbook and spent the remainder of his career simply fine tuning his remarkable repertoire, feeling no need to apologize for either himself, or his unconventional style that continued to be classified as 'difficult' even until his death in 1982.
During his final decade, the iconoclastic pianist/composer quietly retired from the music business, believing that after 30 years of performing he had finally said everything there was to say with his compositions and simply dropped out. With nothing more to voice, he decamped to the sanctuary of his musical patron and close friend, Baroness Pannonica de Koenigswarter whose expansive New Jersey home overlooked the Hudson River. It was there that the great Thelonious Monk, jazz master and high priest of bop spent his last years in silence, gently stroking the soft coats of her numerous cats while contemplating the endless parade of vessels that gracefully glided up and down the busy waterway. It was a poetic, bittersweet ending that seemed almost appropriate for this complex genius of modern jazz.
During his final decade, the iconoclastic pianist/composer quietly retired from the music business, believing that after 30 years of performing he had finally said everything there was to say with his compositions and simply dropped out. With nothing more to voice, he decamped to the sanctuary of his musical patron and close friend, Baroness Pannonica de Koenigswarter whose expansive New Jersey home overlooked the Hudson River. It was there that the great Thelonious Monk, jazz master and high priest of bop spent his last years in silence, gently stroking the soft coats of her numerous cats while contemplating the endless parade of vessels that gracefully glided up and down the busy waterway. It was a poetic, bittersweet ending that seemed almost appropriate for this complex genius of modern jazz.

1) Four In One/Todd Rundgren & Gary Windo
2) Functional/Randy Weston
3) Evidence/Steve Lacy & Elvin Jones
4) Shuffle Boil/John Zorn
5) In Walked Bud/Terry Adams & Friends
6) Criss-Cross/Shockabilly
7) Jackie-ing/Mark Bingham, Brenden Harkein & John Scofield
8) 'Round Midnight/Joe Jackson
9) Friday The Thirteenth/Bob Dorough, Bobby McFerrin & Dave Samuels
10) Work/Chris Spedding & Peter Frampton
11) Gallop's Gallop/Steve Lacy
12) Bye-Ya/Steve Slagle, Dr. John, Steve Swallow & Ed Blackwell
13) Bemsha Swing/Steve Lacy & Gil Evans
Monk's Mood, Vol.2
1) Four In One *
2) Functional **
3) Evidence ***
4) Shuffle Boil ****
*5) In Walked Bud *****
5a) In Walked Bud (Alternate Version) ***
6) Criss-Cross ******
7) Jackie-ing ✝
8) 'Round Midnight ✝✝
9) Friday The Thirteenth ✝✝✝
10) Work ✝✝✝✝
11) Gallop's Gallop ✝✝✝✝✝
12) Bye-Ya ✝✝✝✝✝✝
13) Bemsha Swing ✝✝✝✝✝✝✝
*I'm divided yet again on which I consider to be the 'definitive' version of 'In Walked Bud.' Personally, I'm partial to the Blakey recording but for the sake of flow and variety, the live 'Five Spot' date wins primary placement within the mix. The Art Blakey version however is made available for comparative purposes.
Source material for 'Monk's Mood, Vol.2' comes from the following:
*Big Band And Quartet In Concert (1963)
**Thelonious Monk w/John Coltrane (1957)
***Art Blakey's Jazz Messenger's w/Thelonious Monk (1958)
****It's Monk's Time (1964)
*****Misterioso (1958)
******Criss-Cross (1962)
✝Five By Monk By Five (1958)
✝✝Thelonious Himself (1957)
✝✝✝The Thelonious Monk Orchestra At Town Hall (1959)
✝✝✝✝Thelonious Monk And Sonny Rollins (1954)
✝✝✝✝✝Live At The It Club (1964)
✝✝✝✝✝✝Monk's Dream (1962)
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝Brilliant Corners (1956)

8 comments :
Thanks Miles. Somehow I had slipped away from Monk's pull over the last ten years outside of a second hand Terry Adams fixation. BTW, if you ever have the chance to sit down and talk to Terry, I hear he has the largest collection of Monk live recordings around. Obviously Monk has been a constant influence on him and indirectly on many of us through the Q. My thanks for your loving portrait and healthy dose of the Master and his disciples.
Duncanmusic...
Thanks as always for your comments. Yeah, the subject of Monk has come up several times with Terry, but we never discussed collecting. Perhaps you know however that years ago Terry was given access to all of the Monk material in the Columbia vaults in order to compile a collection of previously unreleased performances. It was a two LP set called, 'Always Know.' Unfortunately, it's no longer in print, but had some outstanding material.
Oooo... I so dearly love Thelonious' music. This is a brilliant post. Love the mix you made, and also the posting of that Monk tribute LP. I have that tribute LP on beautiful vinyl, but will relish now being able to have it on my iPod as well.
Thanks!!
p.s. I'll be on the lookout for that "Always Know" comp. Love Terry Adams and the Q too.
Thanks again, I was waiting for this part!
Looks like the covers mix might just start to ease me through the door of Monk appreciation. Have listened to various over the years, but have found his music challenging and although something in there hits the soul - it comes with a degree of 'discomfort'.
The only other music over the years that create the same feeling are the good Captains' Trout Mask - still find this hard work in one go, even though all his work is magical.
Ditto Coltranes' free form, Ascencion etc.
Ditto Scott Walkers' Tilt - excrutiating!
If you can create a mix that jumps these hurdles...now that would be magic.
Be lucky...
CaseyJoan...
That's what I'm hoping for.
Although I was always fascinated by Monk, it took me awhile to come around to his music. I just didn't get it, but I kept at it in earnest. What I didn't realize was that I was actually trying too hard. Once I stopped intellectualizing it, the pieces all fell into place. One day quite by accident, I put on one of his records while I was doing something entirely unrelated to music appreciation. While the LP provided a backdrop to my activity, it also allowed the music to work its magic in an organic way and suddenly ---- I heard it! It clicked. The picture finally came into focus and has only gotten clearer with time.
Hope you get there too.
Bravo, Miles! Lovely writing.
I never had any trouble at all with going to the source for this, didn't find it difficult or unsettling or whatever. That's not because I'm naturally hip, it's because I came to it after I listened to Trout Mask Replica. That worked first time for me too, and there's a similarity in the off-kilterness. Plus also too, I've never been a straight jazz man. Monk did his own dance, didn't he? If ever there was a human distillation of cool, it's he - not Cheekbones Chet or Moody Miles. It's this guy, with the twinkle in his eye and his keyboard somehow set up differently.
Get these tunes in your head and they never leave.
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You've got a way with words, '.', and your analogy to Beefheart is an astute one. Both men's departure points are out of left field and require a slight shift in your listening habits.
'Always Monk, always know.'
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