Better Red Than Dead
Bloodlessness is the enemy.
Jazz began life as a folk music, and therein lay much of its appeal – an appeal totally absent from most of the jazz produced by today’s lumbering institutions and universities. Academizing brings about an alienation of the music’s folk roots, producing a type of jazz that, values-wise, more closely resembles European classical music than the music of Armstrong, Parker, and Coltrane. That classical mind-set produces musicians who avoid gutbucket expressionism like they would some crazy uncle who lives in the bomb shelter he built during the JFK administration.
A certain contemporary saxophonist comes to mind. (We’ll call him “Nameless,” since there are countless others exactly like him. What’s the point in picking on just one?) I first heard Nameless in the context of a well-known big band, where he struck me as a musician of considerable technical skill and not much originality. He could play in whatever stylistic bag the arrangements required, from early New Orleans to ‘50s hard bop. Every note was authentic to the period the music was meant to evoke. As a saxophonist myself, I must confess that – for a moment – I got caught up in the virtuosic aspect of his work. There will always be a part of me that admires and even thrills to someone who can play so fast and precise. Indeed, if technical ability is the main criteria, this cat was one of the “best” saxophonists I’d ever heard. So why did his playing ultimately leave me cold?
Because technical ability is not the main criteria. Jazz isn’t track & field. Accomplishment can’t be measured empirically. If it could be, we’d have to rate Nameless as a superior saxophonist to say, Dexter Gordon. After all, Nameless can play faster and cleaner than Dexter ever did.
Of course, such a notion is preposterous. Gordon had something else. It isn’t only that he was a more original player than Nameless, although he surely was. As important, however, is something less quantifiable – something that can’t be explained by a solo transcription or a thesis on improvisational strategies.
It’s called “soul,” a term not much used in jazz criticism anymore, perhaps because of its subjective nature; perhaps because critics (most of whom are white) are squeamish about presuming to apply it (or a lack thereof) to the work of black artists. Soul is a real part of jazz, though. Dexter had it; Nameless, not so much.
Nameless is a very fine musician in many respects. His playing is smooth, elegant, and obviously technically brilliant. In the end, however, it’s glib. And glibness is the antithesis of soul.
Soul isn’t about black and white or blues and swing. It’s something that you might not be able to adequately describe, but you know it when you hear it. To ignore or downplay its existence helps us understand jazz not a whit.
Soul is what Charlie Parker was talking about when he said, “If you don’t live it, it won’t come out of your horn.”
Soul is the reason that if offered the choice of a limo and tickets to hear Nameless at Carnegie Hall, or a Metro Card and a chance to pay to hear John Zorn at The Stone, I’d take Zorn every time.
Soul is something you can’t learn at Julliard or the New School. It’s not about notes and theories. It’s sure as hell not about rote history.
Soul is living, loving, and losing. It’s life’s triumphs and disappointments – the joy, the despair, and everything in-between – channeled through your music.
It’s the sound of blood pumping through your veins.


this is because as a living artform ‘jazz’ has run it’s course and continues to be stomped to death by academia and by demanding so much respect. these things are understandable but have a very high price. ‘jazz’ has lost a lot of fun and ‘soul’ because it has become objectified as a historical/museum cultural expression. i’m a white guy saying this which, may mean that what i get out of ‘jazz’ is different than someone who is not white. some people may feel that these comments are racist but for me it is the very ‘holyness’ in which ‘jazz’ is now placed, which makes it untouchable, and that is, for me, the problem. ‘jazz’ can no longer change, it has become a codified artform, something that it used to not be. i had the privilege of studying with Yusef Lateef in the early 90, at the height of ‘the young lions’ and he bemoaned that codification. he never used the word ‘jazz’ because he sees it as offensive (just look up the definition) and instead used ‘improvised music’ or ‘the music’. for Lateef it was very painful to see that the tradition was being made into something very specific as opposed to something fluid and evolving. we live in a time where there is so much more music available and that and because of all these political factors, perhaps ‘jazz’ can’t ever really be ‘jazz’ in the way it used to be. from my seat, that’s too bad and i’ll just listen to old ‘jazz’ and newer stuff that is something else…
Comment by dave gross — September 18, 2009 @ 3:35 pmThe music is quite alive, thank you; only the combination locks on the gates have been changed. Just a different obstacle course, which does however thicken the plot.
Comment by patrick brennan — September 19, 2009 @ 1:36 am(To Mr.Gross)
Comment by matt Lavelle — September 19, 2009 @ 11:18 am“the music” has NOT it’s course!! You have to know where to look and be willing to go find it since It’s not being pushed by “jazz media”,..In New York,.seek out live concerts by Charles Gayle or Sabir Mateen,.and you will be able to see it still ALIVE,..CHI-town and Boston got some of this going down to I’m sure.There are people very much Alive who know what it really is and are practicing the craft by any means neccesary,.
There’s a live quote from Albert Ayler saying,..“someday the people will get my music,.they WILL.”
the music has not Run its course,..(line correction,sorry)
Comment by matt Lavelle — September 19, 2009 @ 11:20 amI might add regarding live music, I’ve been video taping my shows for everyone to see. Do stop by Youtube and look up “Marc Edwards & Slipstream Time Travel.” Google.com video’s search engine is much better and it lists nearly all the videos I’ve done. If you have a page at Facebook, do visit it and you’ll see the links posted there as well. At the page at myspace, the videos are posted in the blog sections. The music is very much alive and well. It’s not as widely publicized as Top 40 Music. We do our best but our audience is still small. I believe things will get better in the future, being the eternal optimist that I am. Just check my page at myspace and my shows are listed there as well as mentioned here at Facebook.
Comment by Marc Edwards — September 20, 2009 @ 11:25 amwell, for one, to say some virtuoso player has no soul, and not name the person,
Comment by M.MALLOY — September 20, 2009 @ 10:37 pmis well, kind of soul-less in itself, if you can back up what u write about then name the names,
and now that i think 0f it, i wonder what the blogger, of this post sounds like? have you ever read all the flak, the old bepop guys got?
[…] Soul is something you can’t learn at Julliard or the New School. It’s not about notes and theories. It’s sure as hell not about rote history.”, – writes saxophonist Chris Kelsey. Read his full article “Better Red Than Dead”. […]
Pingback by A Few Thoughts About Soul | Gaudeamus — September 21, 2009 @ 3:48 amThanks everyone. I definitely understand where Dave’s coming from, but to me his frustration seems to come from where jazz has been positioned in the public eye by the tastemakers, which doesn’t resemble the reality on the ground. Matt and Marc are good examples of artists in the trenches doing good work, and there are so many more … they just haven’t gotten the ink and exposure.
The good news is that we have the power to change that – maybe not immediately, but sooner than we think. I sense the momentum building …
Comment by admin — September 21, 2009 @ 5:45 pmI don’t name the saxophonist because, number one (and as I stated) there are so many who fit the description, it’s unfair to pick on a single person. Number two, I didn’t want the piece to be about whether or not a specific artist “has soul” or not, which undoubtedly would have happened had I used his or her name. There’s a broader issue at hand …
Comment by admin — September 21, 2009 @ 5:48 pm…and Patrick, by all means, he’s a wonderful player!
Comment by admin — September 21, 2009 @ 6:15 pmSaxophone seems to be an instrument which attracts a lot of technicians. Perhaps because it’s “not rocket science.” To me, a dirty little secret about the sax (known to many classical players, though) is that it’s a friggin’ easy instrument to play. It doesn’t need the jazz school folderol or the practice room anxiety, and with that baggage will only come a cheap imitation of top artists such as Parker and Coltrane, etc. The phrase “easy to play, hard to master” comes to mind. Gutbucket, bar-walking, honking tenor sax is easy as falling off a log. I prefer it personally, and I have a masters degree in clarinet. But— getting back to Kelsey’s premise— ya gotta have soul to do the easy stuff!
Comment by michael pellecchia — September 21, 2009 @ 8:03 pmYou nailed it, Michael! God help me, I had to play clarinet in college and it KICKED MY ASS! I have a vintage Buffet in the closet that only sees the light of day on October 31 when I get dressed up as Squidward for Halloween. And you’re right – when it’s easy to shred, there’s more emphasis on the incorporeal!
Comment by admin — September 21, 2009 @ 8:46 pmmike,..check out JOHN CARTER,..Chris did a profile on him once,.outside of his blog.
BIG time clarinet CHOPS,..BIG time SOUL,..
true gut bucket wailing is not a technical thing or anything you can practice,.but you do have to FEEL it,.and for some people these days,.that is something harder to do than any etude that demonstrates supreme articulation and air control,.(like John Carter)..the bottom line is that people play what they really are,.what there nature is. classical people play the music of their soul,..its just a different manifestation of such.That music is who and what they are.
Comment by matt Lavelle — September 22, 2009 @ 3:27 pmWynton is the ultimate example,.no one remembers how DEEP he went with Classical,.performing and recording it quite a bit,.that was the music of his soul at the time,.and its a part of his music now.
I had a musicology professor at CCNY in the ‘90s – a total classical cat, but a guy who appreciated jazz – and he told me he felt Wynton was a far better classical than jazz player. I’ve always felt the same, although he’s without question a fine jazz player in his own way.
Comment by admin — September 22, 2009 @ 3:35 pmJohn Zorn as the epitome of soul? When I saw him play live, he just bit his reed and squeeked. Very juvenile.
Nameless? my guess is James Carter.
Comment by John McQueeney — September 22, 2009 @ 4:13 pmMy choice of Zorn was meant to provoke; his version of “soul” is perhaps different than that of an African-American musician, but is no less real. And he can do a lot more than bite his reed, believe me. The guy is an extraordinary saxophonist. Not for everybody, obviously, but that’s part of what makes him special.
Comment by admin — September 22, 2009 @ 4:31 pmgreat description of JZ,.but the dig on JC by JM,.I cant get with that,.could be because Ive crossed paths with him in Person.JC is an original,.and he mos def has Soul.Try telling HIM you feel that way.meeting someone in person can really tell you alot them,..and in this way,.Wynton is a soulful person in his own way.Everybody hears differently.Ive heard Joe Lovano bust out soul on the blue note record he did with Joshua Redman.Shit,.Ill even admit the europe jazz cats have soul,..I cant really hear what most of them are doing,.but there playing their songs and the music of their lives,..
Comment by matt Lavelle — September 22, 2009 @ 8:40 pmI’m a Carter fan.
Comment by admin — September 22, 2009 @ 9:00 pmman,..chris,.ill tell you a story when i cross paths with you about how JC dressed down this cat at sam ash for insulting a Mark 6 alto! it was deep!
Comment by matt Lavelle — September 22, 2009 @ 9:20 pmWell,as to why the blogger doesn’t name the saxaphonist is not a very good argument! too many to name because of they fit the description? now how do we know this? just because a person is a musician? can we have audio or transcriptions to compare? see this is why such posts only do a disservice to the music, and the artist, the only purpose is that the post does is to celebrate the ego of the writer, who’s on the soul commitee, blood pumpin through your veins, i would bet that you don’t even comprehend the heavyness of parker! oh yeah, he came up with all that crap when he was broke probably, no grants around back then!!!!!!!!!
Comment by M.MALLOY — September 23, 2009 @ 12:25 amOf course I dig the heaviness of Parker! Maceo is one soulful cat …
Comment by admin — September 23, 2009 @ 6:35 amJust try and get a grant these days,.enough adversity for just about anyone„but true,.no macarthur for bird..
Comment by matt lavelle — September 23, 2009 @ 10:44 amI remember one time when I was pretty young, maybe 15, I was invited to jam with a local altoist I’d heard was incredible. That guy played some of the slickest bebop alto I’ve ever heard, incredibly fast and precise, seemingly every lick out there, with all the passion of a guy shopping for socks. I walked away bizarrely depressed, thinking, “Is that what jazz amounts to?” I honestly felt finished with the music. Luckily, the very next day a CD arrived in the mail, “Good Deeds” by saxophonist Charlie Kohlhase (anyone out there know his stuff?). Now, he’s not a really technical player, or at least he wasn’t on that album, but he’s got ideas (rather than licks), a sense of humor, a crack band, and, yeah, soul. Hearing it at that moment helped me get my head on straight. My hope is that no matter how intelligent and searching jazz becomes, it remains a folk music in spirit — open to change and borrowing from outside sources, gritty and spontaneous, and trying to make a genuine connection with an audience… no matter how small.
Comment by Steve Peterson — September 25, 2009 @ 3:08 amNice, Steve. Yes, I know of Charlie. He’s a player, fer sure.
Comment by admin — September 25, 2009 @ 6:27 amindeed, i’m with chris. the tastemakers, aka wynton marsalis, would not give charles gayle the time of day. that’s what i am talking about. it’s funny that mr. marsalis’ right hand man is stanley crouch, a many who was a free jazz drummer in the late sixties and early seventies and then rejected the music. that is some lame shit. and now he has the moral authority to diss electric miles. that is bullshit. that is what i am talking about.
Comment by dave gross — September 25, 2009 @ 10:11 pm