#class-a-clarinetist

[a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses]

@class-a-clarinetist

"Oh RinRin~" Reiji peered over his shoulder, grinning from ear to ear.

"Guess what today is~"

[eggbeam]

i miss being in band in middle school.. there's nothing like being in a band or an orchestra its literally one of the peak human experiences.

[supercantaloupe]

also i cannot believe for my last semester i managed to have a day with an even stupider schedule than my thursday 4-9pm orchestra marathon

[tomthebassoon]

I have been asked to be on the panel for my least favorite professor's tenure review. It is now time to decide exactly how petty of a bitch I'm going to be when a man's employment is at stake.

[50c14lly4nx10u5]

i don't think some of my bandmates got the message that my Name Changed cuz before the concert i was asked 'are you excited, [old name]?' by one of platy's old friends

i never corrected em cuz i felt too awkward they had literally never talked to me b4 >_<

[jarenka]

I love our music school's free concerts so much. Usually they don't have any schedule, just students from one class playing whatever they want to demonstrate their skills. They can choose famous classical piece of music, or modern piece of music, or one written by fellow student. Today I was listening clarinet class, and they ended concert with Gershwin's piece adapted for clarinet quartet. It sounded super cool, I don't think I've ever heard a piece of music played by four clarinetists.

[endcant]

i had a dream that i had made a very large number of acquaintances at music school and many of them went on to have musical careers in various genres and i decided to get back in touch with all of them (via text message of all things), and i sent them a long update telling them what i’m up to, including my art.

none of the people in my dream were real by the way. there was a girl literally named F. there were 3 angelinas, all clarinetists. i dreamed that i had had a music history professor that was also making cool art house films however many years on from me taking his class. i dreamed that a rat-faced white boy named tristan had been in my classes and he had trial ran a tepid rap career in the intervening years and i texted him in case he was less of a shit than i remembered.

the school i dreamed i went to was so much better than the school i went to. though i do believe that it was a sequel to a dream i had where i was in high school trying to prepare to go to my dream school somewhere in “montana” (i don’t know anything about montana except that dream montana was utterly unlike real montana).

after waking, i feel really weird thinking about how bold i was in my dream. saying i was a visual artist now and including my fucking username and attaching a drawing like my art is worth talking to me over. maybe this is a normal thing to do. people BE on facebook like “hi, i barely remember you but your face makes my brain fire a recognition neuron, so i’m messaging to tell you about my fantastic career doing some stupid unwise shit. i’d love to hang out some time, especially if you’re paying, seeing as my career is some stupid unwise shit.” so i can’t say much more to assess my dream self that wouldn’t also apply to a lot of regular ass real people. still, would love to feel like my art is worth showing to everybody i guess. or like i’m worth it.

that said, i’m also just mad that i spent my whole dream sending long, personalized text messages to people who literally don’t even exist. what a waste of all that work.

[jillian-is-worth-it]

Love written with blood.

A/n- I felt like writing a depressing story, so here we are! Enjoy!

Tw- suicide, death, bullying, mute person, sapphic love, and murder..

On with the story...

It was a normal day in the Williams residence. But with the sound of an instrument case clicking open and shut, suddenly the house was filled with song. It was a beautiful piece, and the music was coming from the now only child of the Williams family- Michelle Williams. She used to have an older brother, who was three years older than her, but he had passed away in a school shooting protecting his classmates. Michelle was devastated at the loss of her older brother, as he was the only person she felt she had truly loved. They lived on their own when their parents died in a car accident a few years back, when Michelle was 12 and her brother was 15. They had a tough life, but got by somehow, until the older brother passed. Michelle was taken to an adoption center, in which she was adopted in a few months after arriving. She found herself mute, not ever speaking unless she was sure she was alone. Her form of self expression was through music, and she became a clarinetist.

*time skip to present day*

Michelle writes a note to her adoptive parents reading,"goodbye, I'm off to school. -michelle".

Her handwriting wasn't the best ever, but it wasn't the worst either. Wobbly letters with a mix of cursive and print. She walked to school, and on the way she came across the girls who bullied her.

"Oh my god guys, look at her clothes, are those from the thrift store? Embarrassing!"

The first girl in the trio of the mean girls calls out, snickering at her.

"Look at her nasty shoes, they're so creased!"

The second girl says, sneering out and pointing to her shoes.

"And look at those earrings, are those fake diamond?"

The third girl laughs out, causing Michelle to look down, seemingly sad. The earrings Michelle always wore were a gift from her mother, she got them when she was 11.

Michelle let out an audible sigh before continuing to walk, ignoring the girls.

"aww, cats got your tounge? Thrift feet!"

The first girl makes a remark at Michelle, before the rest of the girls start laughing. They like to insult Michelle when they have nothing better to do.

*time skip to when they make it to school*

Michelle finally arrived at school, going straight to homeroom. She sits down, setting out her things for the day.

Being in 9th grade wasn't easy for Michelle, new people, hard topics, and boatloads of homework.

She looked up, and a few stars flew into her expression. The girl she liked, her name being Camille. She was strong, graceful, and beautiful. She was top of the class, kind to everyone, and she did ballet. She was rumored to be a model a few years back as well. Michelle's day dream was cut off by the sweet and slightly British voice of Camille calling out to Michelle,

saying, "good morning Michelle!" And waving gently to her. Michelle blushed slightly and waved back, smiling slightly.

As the days went on, Michelle occasionally got caught staring at Camille, and Camille would smile back gently.

Michelle and Camille had known each other for 7 years, and around the 5 year mark, Michelle fell for Camille. Little to Michelle's knowledge, Camille had fallen for her just as hard.

Anytime Camille thought of the quiet girl, she would blush a lot, and smile to herself.

At the end of the day, Camille decided to walk Michelle home. She approached and asked her the question.

"Hey Michelle, do you want to walk home with me?" Camille said in a sweet tone.

Michelle nodded her head back, smiling and blushing slightly. Camille took Michelle's hand in hers, gently lacing the pairs fingers together. Camilles hand was warm and soft, gently embracing Michelle's hand. Michelle blushed from the action, the blush reaching her ears as she smiled more. The bashful expression on Michelle's face was enough to make Camille blush too. Camilles blush dusted across her cheeks, and on her nose too.

Camille stood up, gently tugging on Michelles hand, motioning her to come with her.

As they were walking, the bullies walked up to Michelle, ignoring Camille. Camille held onto the other girls hand, seeming worried about what would happen.

"oh wow Michelle, I never knew you had a girlfriend! Are you paying her? Because no one would ever love you for no reason!" The first girl says, laughing, and the other girls laugh as well.

Michelle rolls her eyes, and it angers the other girls.

The first girl decided to punch Michelle in the chest, making her fall back to the ground, landing roughly on the pavement.

"will that teach you to stop being sassy toward us? Or do you need more punishment, you brat?" The second girl says, in a harsh tone. The other girls look down at Michelle, and Michelle rolls her eyes again, before readying herself to get back up.

This time the third girl pulls out something sharp, appearing to be a knife. She chucks the knife at Michelle, stabbing her straight through the gut.

Camilles face instantly darkens as she sees the knife go through her.

"MICHELLE!" she yells, falling to her knees to see if she's ok. Tears well in her eyes as she panics.

The mean girls laugh at the two of them.

"wow, you really are hopeless aren't you. Giving up that easily?" The second girl says, before bursting out laughing.

"w-what is wrong with you?! How could you do this to her?!" Camille yells, pain laced into her voice. Suddenly, a faint voice is heard from Michelle, saying, "c-camille.. I-i love you.. i-im sorry.. I-i hope I can meet you in another life.." she says in a hoarse voice.

"n-no! P-please Michelle! Don't leave me!" Camille yells out, sobbing at this point. She then does something she never thought she'd do, and she hugs Michelle tight, and kissed her gently on the lips.

Michelle feels her head going light, and she feels death approaching rapidly. Suddenly, she feels soft gentle lips on hers, kissing her lovingly. She barely opens her eyes, and sees Camille crying. She thinks to herself, 'dont cry.. a face as beautiful as yours shouldn't be crying..'

The kiss between the two girls is sweet and tender, raw emotion poured into it. As the girls pull away, a gentle smile graces Michelle's lips as scarlet blood seeps into her clothes. She soon takes her last breath, and passes on with a smile on her face.

Camille shakes Michelle, panicking slightly. "M-michelle? Michelle. Wake up, my love.. please.. I need you.. Michelle," Camille bows her head into Michelle's still chest, no life left in her body, "MICHELLE!!" Camille screams, sobbing into the dead girls chest, hugging her tight.

Soon enough, Camille leaves the girls body, walking home solemnly. She enters the house, her parents at work, and sets down her bag. She opens the bathroom door, and finds a bottle of pills. She takes one last glance in the mirror, tears streaming down her face, and she grabs a cup of water, swallowing the whole bottle of pills. Soon enough, Camille lays down, a searing pain in her chest, she closes her eyes as her breathing slows, and the last words she mumbles are, "I'm coming Michelle.."

~~~~~~~~~~

That's it! Thanks for reading! I honestly got carried away writing this, and feel free to let me know your opinion in the comments! Sayonaraaa!

[retiredtothebriars]

Ok I’m gonna write about Cabaret at the Kit Kat Club so spoilers below

- ok so I’m kinda obsessed with Cabaret because we had to analyze the movie in English class and I was super moved by the context of the Nazis coming to power. I feel like any Great musical has this kind of dark historical context (les miz, hairspray, Evita.. ). I find Cabaret soooo intriguing especially because it’s pre WWII whereas most mainstream media is set during WWII

- omg so they turned the entire playhouse theatre into the Kit Kat club and when I entered through the basement they gave me a shot of schnapps. And it was like being in 1930s berlin it was soooo beautiful but in a dark and dirty way. And I walked into a bar with a pianist and clarinetist. And then there was a bar upstairs with dancers. And then there was a cocktail bar upstairs so I got a cocktail and went to watch the dancers until the show actually started and the dancers WERE AMAZING and so raunchy and in character the entire time and they were playing with the audience and dancing through the aisles throughout the night I wish I was on one of the tables at the front but they were £400 SERIOUSLY that’s fucking like $800 but idk now I’ve experienced it maybe it’s worth it????

- they added a storyline about the landlady and songs to go with it (I think it’s in the book? Haven’t read it). And it’s super moving because she falls in love very awkwardly with a Jewish man.

-they sing a song about a pineapple and it is adorable

- in the movie they hint at darkness but the turning point I think is when a little German boy sings Tomorrow Belongs to Me and then the men join in and you see their Nazi armbands. In the musical they had two versions of the song, one sung gently by the Emcee. And then there is an engagement party where a friend of the landlady takes off his coat and his Nazi armband is revealed and it’s such a Big moment. He learns that his friend is marrying a Jew and goes to leave, then a chorus girl sings the folk song to get him to stay. And he joins in and then the chorus joins in and it’s so powerful and TERRIFYING. I cried at this point because it was so moving.

- Sally Bowles’ last Cabaret performance is sooo sad. Actually this Sally was very stripped down, she performed mostly without a wig and dressed down. I think in the movie she still seems hopeful, in a self-deceiving sort of way. But here she had just given up.

- The second Wilkkommen was also terrifying, the Emcee was so angry and scary at this point. And all the cast dressed in plain brown suits. It made me so sad. Such a contrast to the movie. But I really loved how they played up the darkness of the story.

- The Emcee I think was definitely the star. Maybe because they took Sally out of a lot of their shared scenes in the movie. But he was just everything, raunchy, funny, dirty, provocative, scary. I love his character so much.

ANYWAY IM SO HAPPY AND SAD AND I WANT TO EXPERIENCE THIS ALL AGAIN 😭😭😭

[theretirementstory]

Greetings from Bar-sur-Aube where we currently have 4c and sun. Typically, I am going to be cooking soups and some apple puddings.

Can you believe that I have never noticed this house, until yesterday, a change of parking places meant I was able to admire it. Isn’t it wonderful that, after five years, this town can still surprise me.

There is a strike in France (oh yes!) not sure if it is tanker drivers but cities/towns and villages have run out of petrol and diesel.

My goodness it has been another busy week, I went to a concert in the church in a nearby village, Anie invited me and I drove her and her friend Monique. When I got there I saw Jeannette and Eric, she would have liked me to sit with them but realised I was with friends. Typical church the wooden pews were not made for large posteriors and I was glad when I could stand up! Later in the week it was a concert by the young people from the conservatoire. A little girl aged seven was very good on the piano as was an older girl. The violinists, which included some very young girls, were also very competent, not like me who never progressed due to the Elastoplast being removed from the neck of the violin, this was to teach me placing my fingers for the notes, once the gooey bit wore off I was terrible. I think the only thing I remember playing was Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star, I wasn’t much better on the piano either 😂. There. We’re clarinetists, trumpet, trombone, and flute, it was wonderful to see the enthusiasm and talent.

After the rain that fell last week, I was beginning to think that not only autumn but winter had arrived, however we have had some wonderfully sunny days even if there has been a mist every morning. I managed to get into the garden and cleared out the cherry tomato plant, tidied up the strawberries, the planter I made earlier in the year and cleared out some of the bolting lettuce and keeping my fingers crossed that the beetroot will start to grow a bit bigger.

I was invited to the home of new American friends who live in town. I took a little cream rose and a box of macaroons to have with our tea. Three hours just flew by, we talked, laughed and talked some more.

Someone, I have no idea who, called at my home one afternoon as I was dozing in the chair. They left me a book (English) so I now have something else to read.

After the closure of the cinema, I wondered if I would ever see Sara, one of the co-operatives, again. She used to take one of the French classes that Jony and I attended and she had always been very friendly to me. Well yesterday I saw her talking to Françoise (the regular cinema attendee who munched on chocolate bars) I spoke to them both then asked Sara if I could speak to her in English, apologising to Françoise for the change of language. I had expressed how sad I was at the closure and as I was preparing to leave, I hugged Sara and wished her well with whatever she did next.

The CT scan is now out of the way there is only the ECG next week and then we can see what if anything has shown up.

“The Paralegal” has missed the poetry , so here it is back by popular demand, I hope you like this:

Excerpt from “Leaves” by Elsie N Brady

“How silently they tumble down

And come to rest upon the ground

To lay a carpet, rich and rare,

Beneath the trees without a care,

Content to sleep, their work well done,

Colours gleaming in the sun.

My gorgeous grandson has started with the cold that “The Daddy” just managed to get over, “The Mummy” is starting with it too. I am not the only one with hospital appointments, my gorgeous granddaughter is going to hospital this coming Friday.

There was another market in town yesterday, by the time I got there, after lunch, there were not many stalls left. I did, however, stumble upon the stall that has sewing and knitted items. I can’t resist lavender bags so I bought some more, plus there were felt Xmas tree decorations and I purchased a couple of those too. I wandered down to the bar, met Yves on the way and we had a little chat, he was saying about the arthritis in his fingers, he always has a smile though and walks a lot to help his circulation. The bar are now offering cocktails, I asked Christophe if he had honed the moves for mixing cocktails and we had a little laugh as he showed his moves. Then it was home to cut the grass, turn the compost and then have a nice relax.

Hopefully I will be back with my knitting workshop ladies next week.

When I was in the UK I bought some small lavender bags, some I saw were £4.99 each (they were tiny), these two cost me 3€, the lady just handed me this bag, which has a fish shaped bag, (fish are the great Tunisian good luck symbol) and you must admit the other does have a little “tartan” effect so represents north of my birthplace.

Bon week-end.

[oconnormusicstudio]

Composers - G

Goodman Benny Goodman was essentially the pioneer of swing. The jazz clarinetist and bandleader re-wrote the book on jazz music by speeding up the tempo and placing accents and emphasis on notes between the beats, earning him the nickname “the King of Swing”. Not only was he a world-class clarinetist, responsible for reviving the popularity of the instrument, but also an excellent arranger and…

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Ohio Public Library Announces Events

Next Up: Tues., Oct. 3, 2023 at NOON--Iron Artisans: Welsh Immigrants and the American Age of Steel with Ron Lewis America’s emergence as a global industrial superpower was built on iron and steel. Despite their comparatively small numbers, no immigrant group played a more strategic role per capita in advancing basic industry than Welsh workers and managers. Focusing on the intersection of transnational immigration history, ethnic history, and labor history, Ronald Lewis analyzes continuity and change, and how Americanization worked within a small, relatively privileged, working-class ethnic group.  Watch LIVE on YouTube Watch LIVE on Facebook Oct. 10, 2023 Wheeling Poetry Series Welcomes Jeff Worley Jeff Worley, Kentucky Poet Laureate 2019-2020, is the author of seven book-length collections of poetry, including The Poet Laureate of Aurora Avenue: Selected Poems, Broadstone Books. Worley has received 3 Al Smith Fellowships from the Kentucky Arts Council and a National Endowment for the Arts Creative Writing Fellowship. His poems have appeared in over 500 literary magazines and journals. Website: jeff-worley.com. The Poetry Series is curated by W.V. Poet Laureate, Marc Harshman. Oct. 13, 2023 (Fri. @12:30) WSO Festival of Ideas: Violins of Hope Panel  As a prelude to the Wheeling Symphony Orchestra's Masterworks 1 concert, featuring the Violins of Hope project. https://www.violins-of-hope.com/, the WSO is offering a “Festival of Ideas” panel that will further inform audiences about the restoration of violins that were confiscated and discarded by the Nazis from Jewish musicians during the Holocaust and later discovered in a variety of locations. The panel will include Maestro John Devlin, Rabbi Lief, and Roi Mezare, the WSO's principal clarinetist.  Note: The is a special Friday at 12:30 edition of Lunch With Books. Oct. 17, 2023 Collective Chaos: A Roller Derby Team Memoir by Samantha Tucker and Amy Spears Through stories about playing this full-contact, theatrical, and revolutionary sport, Collective Chaos shows the value of gaining a truly radical self-knowledge through teamwork, love, discipline, and critical consideration of our local and global societies and of our roles and responsibilities within them. Oct. 24, 2023 WWII Hellships The National American Defenders of Bataan & Corregidor (ADBC) Museum, Education & Research Center in Brooke County will tell us about the horrors of WWII “Hellships.” Rich Lizza, Intro; POWs as the Museum’s Founders with Mary Kay Wallace; experiences as Pows. e.g. the “Hellships” with James Brockman; Liberation, Coming Home, and the Pows’ Postwar World with Joseph Vater. Oct. 31, 2023 Halloween Special: Or-Sean Welles as Count Dracula! For this year’s bloody-good Halloween special, we (OCPL staff and you, OCPL patrons!) will perform the radio play of “Dracula,” adapted by Orson Welles from the Bram Stoker classic and further adapted by Sean Duffy for our beloved Wheeling and OCPL Theatre On-the-Air!. First, we will screen the new OCPL Horror feature film: “The Hempfield Vampire!” Read the full article

[skrub-dubs]

You give me band kid vibes (saying this as a clarinetist)

Huh. I'm kinda honored actually. Sadly all I did was play cello for a year and guitar for two while I was in middle school. Was never really good at it. The class was still fun though.

[sheetmusiclibrarypdf]

Amazing Bill Evans music playlist: 30 tracks (Best jazz collection)

Amazing Bill Evans music playlist: 30 tracks (Best jazz collection) Best Sheet Music download from our Library.Track List: Please, subscribe to our Library. Thank you! Bill Evans biographyFirst recordings 1960s 1970s

Amazing Bill Evans music playlist: 30 tracks (Best jazz collection)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qjKtO7cus4U Track List: 0:00:00 Bill Evans Trio - My Foolish Heart 0:04:56 Bill Evans Trio - Like Someone In Love 0:11:22 Bill Evans Trio - When I Fall In Love 0:16:15 Bill Evans Trio, Stan Getz - But Beautiful 0:22:01 Bill Evans Trio - Polka Dots And Moonbeams 0:27:01 Bill Evans - I Loves You Porgy 0:33:04 Bill Evans Trio - I Wish I Knew 0:37:45 Bill Evans - The Peacocks 0:43:58 Bill Evans Trio - Young And Foolish 0:49:51 Bill Evans, Bob Brookmeyer - As Time Goes By 0:56:46 Bill Evans Trio - Waltz For Debby 1:03:48 Bill Evans Trio - Alice In Wonderland 1:12:24 Bill Evans Trio - Autumn Leaves 1:18:22 Bill Evans Trio - Danny Boy 1:22:06 Bill Evans - Here's That Rainy Day 1:27:28 Bill Evans - Midnight Mood 1:32:46 Bill Evans - Emily 1:37:39 Bill Evans - Peace Piece 1:44:20 Bill Evans - Never Let Me Go 1:58:47 Bill Evans, Jim Hall - Skating In Central Park 2:04:12 Bill Evans, Jim Hall - Romain 2:09:37 Bill Evans - Love Theme From 'Spartacus' 2:14:47 Bill Evans Trio - Spring Is Here 2:19:53 Bill Evans Trio - My Romance 2:21:55 Bill Evans Trio - I'll See You Again 2:25:51 Bill Evans Trio - Come Rain Or Come Shine 2:29:11 Tony Bennett, Bill Evans - You Must Believe In Spring 2:35:03 Bill Evans Trio - Nardis 2:40:55 Bill Evans - Soiree 2:44:22 Bill Evans - Comrade Conrad

Bill Evans biography

Bill Evans ( Plainfield , August 16 , 1929 - Fort Lee , September 15 , 1980, born William John Evans , was an American jazz pianist and composer. Bill Evans was born in New Jersey to Harry L. Evans, born in Wales and Mary Saroka Evans, born in Rusyne, both lovers of music. They make him study piano and, as a second instrument, violin (which he will give up after two years) and then flute . When he was a teenager he began to be interested in jazz , and in particular by Bud Powell, Nat King Cole , George Shearing and Lennie Tristano; he plays in orchestras as a local amateur . Bill Evans continued his musical studies at Southern Louisiana College, graduating in 1950. After a brief stint in clarinetist Herbie Fields' orchestra, he spent three years in the Army as a flautist , stationed at Fort Sheridan. It will preserve for a long time a bitter memory of these years. Demobilized in 1954, he began playing and recording with New York's minor orchestras (the best known being the "variety" orchestra led by Jerry Wald), while taking composition classes at the Mannes School of Music. First recordings In 1955, he was noticed by the composer and theoretician of the "lydian concept" George Russell who invited him to record the album The Jazz Workshop with his "jazz smalltet" (1956) and then the title All about Rosie on the collective album Brandeis Jazz Festival (1957). Russell and Evans would later reunite for other albums: New York, NY (1959), Jazz in the Space Age (1960), Living Time (1972). In September 1956, Bill Evans recorded under his own name, for the Riverside label (with producer Orrin Keepnews), the trio New Jazz Conceptions with Teddy Kotick on double bass and Paul Motian on drums. If Bill Evans had not yet found the interaction that will characterize his approach to the jazz trio, he already demonstrates his innovative harmonizing technique on this album. After this album and his work with Russell made him known, Bill Evans became an in-demand studio musician and many musicians called on his services, including Tony Scott, Don Elliott, Eddie Costa, Jimmy Knepper, Helen Merrill, Sahib Shihab and Charles Mingus . Alongside John Coltrane and Cannonball Adderley ' regular sextet, Between February and November 1958, he was part of Miles Davis . In 1959, the trumpeter called him back for the recording of the Kind of Blue album . Miles Davis has always recognized the importance of Evans' contribution to this emblematic record of modal jazz . After this interlude with Miles Davis , Bill Evans resumed an intense career as a sideman - which did not stop until 1963, the date of his contract with Verve - recording, among others, with Cannonball Adderley , Michel Legrand , Art Farmer, Chet Baker , Lee Konitz , John Lewis, Oliver Nelson, Kai Winding , JJ Johnson and Bob Brookmeyer. At the same time, although he did not have a regular trio, he recorded records with this formula under his own name: Everybody digs Bill Evans (1958) and On Green Dolphin Street (1958 – unreleased at the time). 1960s In 1959, he formed a regular trio with bassist Scott LaFaro and drummer Paul Motian. The three partners, breaking with the tradition in which the double bass player and the drummer were limited to an accompanying role, dedicate themselves to an authentic "three-way improvisation". It is this "interaction" – this constant synergy between the three musicians – that makes this trio specific and modern. The three recorded four albums: Portrait in Jazz (1959), Explorations (1961) and especially two legendary albums from the same session at the Village Vanguard in New York: Waltz for Debby and Sunday at the Village Vanguard. Scott LaFaro died in a car accident just ten days after recording these records. Deeply affected by the death of LaFaro, Bill Evans, although he continues his career as an accompanist (albums as an accompanist for Mark Murphy , Herbie Mann, Tadd Dameron , Benny Golson …), does not record anything as a trio during almost a year Under his name, he recorded, in duo with Jim Hall, the album Undercurrent . It wasn't until May 1962 that he found himself in the studio as a trio, this time with Chuck Israels on double bass and Paul Motian on drums. What comes out of these sessions are the albums How My Heart Sings! and Moon Beams . In late 1962 - early 1963, he recorded his last albums for the Riverside label: Interplay (as a quintet with Freddie Hubbard and Jim Hall), Loose Blues (as a quintet with Zoot Sims and Jim Hall, unreleased at the time ), At Shelly's Manne-Hole (as a trio with Chuck Israels and Larry Bunker), and 13 solo tracks ( The Solo Sessions: Volume 1 & 2 - unedited at the time). Breaking album time with his usual trio, he recorded in 1962 for Verve trio album , while still under contract with Riverside, the Empathy of which Shelly Manne was co-leader. Evans signs with Verve-MGM. For Verve , Bill Evans will continue to record with his usual trios, but Creed Taylor, then producer of the label, will push him to diversify his production: albums with other stars of the brand ( Stan Getz , Gary McFarland…), solo, re-recording, with symphony orchestra… Between 1962 and 1969, the personnel of Evans' "regular" trio was reworked quite frequently. Between 1962 and 1965, Chuck Israels was occasionally replaced on double bass by Gary Peacock ( Trio '64 ) and veteran Teddy Kotick. From 1966 and for 11 years, Eddie Gómez will occupy the position of double bass player. The successive drummers were Larry Bunker ( Live ( 1964 ), Trio '65 ), Arnold Wise ( Bill Evans at Town Hall , 1966), Philly Joe Jones ( California, Here I Come , 1967), Jack DeJohnette ( Bill Evans at Montreux Jazz ). Festival , 1968) and, more briefly, Joe Hunt and John Dentz. In 1969, drummer Marty Morell joined the trio, remaining until 1975. During this period, on European tours, Evans sometimes travels without his usual accompanists and then turns to "local" musicians: Palle Danielsson, Niels-Henning Ørsted Pedersen, Rune Carlsson (1965), Alex Riel (1966)… During his Verve period , Evans recorded with different formulas than his "usual trio". He recorded Alone (1968) . He re-recorded Conversations with Myself (1963), then Further Conversations with Myself (1967). With string orchestra (conducted by Claus Ogerman) and trio, Bill Evans trio with symphony orchestra (1965). With other musicians, Gary McFarland (1962), Stan Getz (1964), Monica Zetterlund ( Waltz for Debby , 1964), Jim Hall ( Intermodulation , 1966), Shelly Manne ( A Simple Matter of Conviction - 1966), Jeremy Steig ( What's New , 1969). Here ends the "Verve Period", with the album From Left to Right (1970), a recording on the border between light music and jazz, where Bill Evans, accompanied by a string orchestra, uses the electric piano for the first time " Fender Rhodes ". It should be noted that Evans' last albums for Verve are no longer produced by Creed Taylor but by Helen Keane (Evans' artistic agent since 1962). From the end of the contract with Verve , it is Helen Keane who will act as "coach" of the pianist's career. It will be the producer of the records that Evans will record for Columbia , CTI Records, Fantasy and Warner Bros. 1970s Between 1969 and 1975, Bill Evans performed mainly with Eddie Gómez and Marty Morell. This trio recorded many albums: among others, Jazzhouse , You're Gonna Hear From Me (1969), Montreux II (1970), The Bill Evans Album (1971), The Tokyo concert , Half Moon Bay (1973), Since We Met , Re: Person I Knew, Blue in green (1974). During this period, Bill Evans participates in two recordings quite far removed from his usual productions: Living Time , an experimental composition for piano and large ensemble by George Russell (1972) and Symbiosis (1974), a concerto for piano and orchestra by "Third stream music" composed by Claus Ogerman. He also recorded at this time two duet albums with Eddie Gómez ( Intuition - 1974, Montreux III - 1975) and one solo ( Alone (Again) - 1975). Evans also recorded two sessions ( The Tony Bennett: Bill Evans Album - 1975, Together again - 1976) with crooner Tony Bennett . Finally, Evans signs his last record in re-recording, New Conversations (1978). In 1976, Marty Morell was replaced on drums by the understated but subtle Eliot Zigmund. This will remain the last rhythm that will be perfectly integrated into the pianist's universe. The trio thus composed finds a second wind and records I Will Say Goodbye (1977, published in 1980, after the death of the pianist) and the elegiac You Must Believe in Spring (1977, published in 1981). The three men also recorded Crosscurrents (1977) with Lee Konitz and Warne Marsh. Eddie Gómez left Evans in 1978. After trying numerous double bass players (Michael Moore, Michel Donato…), Evans hired the young Marc Johnson. and Larry Schneider was recorded It was around this time that the Affinity quintet album with Toots Thielemans . In 1979, he reunited with Larry Schneider but this time with Tom Harrell , for another quintet album, We will meet again . For a brief period, "veteran" Joe Philly Jones returned to fill in as drummer, before Evans hired another young musician, Joe LaBarbera. There are no studio recordings of this definitive trio. On the other hand, it was recorded a lot in discos or in concerts ( Homecoming , The Paris concert. ed. 1 & 2 , Turn out the stars: the final recordings of Village Vanguard , The Last Waltz , Consecration …). All these recordings were only published after the death of the pianist. The music of this trio is the "swan song" of the pianist. He performed for the penultimate time in August 1980 at the Molde Jazz Festival. On September 15, 1980, at the age of fifty-one, with poorly treated hepatitis , his body exhausted by addiction too long a drug ( heroin in the 60s and 70s, cocaine at the end of his life), Bill Evans died as a result of internal bleeding. Discography Bill Evans' discography is particularly important. In addition to "official" recordings for labels such as Riverside, Verve , CTI, Columbia , Fantasy and Warner Bros. Records , there are a significant number of more or less official albums. Musical compositions B minor waltz Bill's belle (àlies Just a beginner in love ) Bill's hit tune Blue in Green (co-author Miles Davis ) C minor blues chase Carnival Catch the wind (àlies Get yourself another fool ) Children's play song Chromatic tune Comrade Conrad (aka Theme for Crest ) Displacement Epilogue Five For Nenette (alias In April ) Fudgesicle built for two Fun ride Funkallero Funny man G waltz Here's something to you Hollywood (written with Claus Ogerman ) Interplay It's love, it's Christmas It must be love * Knit for Mary F. Laurie (alias The dream ) Letter To Evan Loose blues Maxine My bells NYC's: no lark One for Helen Only child The opener Orbit (alias Unless it's you ) Peace Piece Peri's scope Prologue Re: person I knew Remembering the rain Show type tune (alias Tune for a lyric ) A simple matter of conviction Since we met Song for Helen Story line Sugar plum * (coautor John Court) Theme: what you gave (àlies Don't count your dreams till they come true! ) There came you These Things Called Changes 34 skidoo Tiffany Time remembered Turn out the stars Twelve tone tune (alias TTT ) Twelve tone tune two (aka TTTT ) The two lonely people (àlies The man and the woman ) Very early Walkin' up Waltz for Debby Waltz in Eb We will meet again Yet ne'er broken Your story Read the full article

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