Sunday, 2 September 2012
One for Charlie. No anecdote I’m afraid, I never got to meet the maestro. I did, however, meet Trummy Young. He told me that, after Satchmo left for pastures blue, he decided that he’d spent most of his life on the road, so retired to Hawaii. One of his new neighbours discovered who he was and told a local club owner who talked him into appearing again. As he said, “Well, one thing led to another, and here I am again, on the road. Amen”! Nice gent. Of course, he was picking only the gigs that interested him and was appearing with the Gil Evans Orchestra in Southampton when I was having an exhibition at The Guildhall. Fraid the picture is a more traditional method of painting horn players. My eldest son took the photo before it was finished, there was still some work to be done on the bell. Hope your Springtime is better than our late Summer.