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Great Vibe Hang Today

We hopped around the country today.

At my house was 5 vibe players. Me, Randy Sutin, Michael Caine, Sy Platt and Barry K.
Also Mark P on bass and Charlie Paterno on drums.

Was went up to Boston and listened to Mario Diciuttis play some amazing things on the Mallet Kat, out to Oregon and listened to Tmacoid then to Brooklyn to listen to James Shipp and Jo Lawry. I think everybody had a lot of fun!

Weirdness w/ Milt & Ahmad by Gary Burton

I've already written about some of those times when things just don't go like you expect. And, believe me, everyone in this business has the occasional weird situation they have to get through. Without a doubt, my strangest gig was the one time I played with Ahmad Jamal and his trio. I have been a long-time fan of Ahmad's music, and I had met him informally a couple of times through the years. So, when the chance came to play a few tunes with him at a concert in France, I was delighted. The occasion was a music industry convention in Nice called MIDEM.

Comping with Others

So, we the red-headed stepchildren of the rhythm section have our battles- how to get your gear to the jam session without a car, how to be heard over Oaf the Viking Drummer without pickups and a Marshall 4x12, and how to take the compliment "boy, you can sure play that xylophone" for the 10,000th time with grace. My question is:

How do you comp for a soloist in a large group when you're not the only chordal instruement? Taking your marbles and going home is an option, but isn't there a more community way of doing it?

Some More Details by Gary Burton

Here's the scoop on my two most disappointing jam experiences. As many people know, I was a big Bill Evans fan. So much so, that I sounded a lot like him when I soloed, played a lot of his tunes using his arrangements, and pretty much knew all his records backwards and forwards during my formative years as a player. I got to know Bill soon after I moved to New York in 1962. By coincidence, I ended up staying with a musician friend while looking for my own place, and my friend happened to live in the same building as Bill. My first encounters with him were pretty scary.