That’s right, jazz great Charlie Parker would have been EIGHTY YEARS OLD today! So let’s all drink off a glass of gin, enjoy a big syringe-ful of our favorite “relaxant,” or simply run some complex changes on the chord structure of “How High the Moon.”
Dang! My husband & I have been so busy today we didn’t have time to celebrate. He loves Charlie Parker. I’ll let him know–as soon as he gets home from the biker wedding reception he’s playing tonight.
Holy Moses…only one response in seventeen hours. (Thanks, Persey.)
I weep for our generation.
{going upstairs now to put on Jazz at the Philharmonic 1946, the one where there was a long bass solo after Bird’s choruses on “Oh, Lady Be Good” because none of the other horn players dared to follow him and they had to go out to the bar to find Lester Young, the only one everyone felt was good enough, even though he had already taken a solo before Parker)
Well Uke, that’s what happens when you start a thread on a Sat. (not that it’s your fault that’s where his b-day fell).
But though I’m a day late, I’m happy to raise a glass for Bird.
Here’s to you Charlie. ::clink:: ::gulp:: ahh.
I wonder how long before Tubadiva and Unclebeer get in here.
Tuba and Unc? You were seriously expecting THOSE two moldy figs to show up at a Charlie Parker Bday party? They’re probably home practicing their Frank Teschemacher licks…
(note to the squares: “Moldy fig” is not necessarily a term of opprobrium. It was used by beboppers and bebop fans in the 1940s to single out jazz fans who preferred pre-bop jazz forms particularly those who participated in the New Orleans revival movement.)