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True to his bop school
"Maybe that's been to the detriment [of my career]," McPherson, who is based in San Diego, says. "But this is what I want to do, regardless of what is palatable to most people. For me, music is a quest, an ascension. It's being better than yourself the next time around. It's frustrating because you're not able to reach a wider audience, and you know the reasons why, but there's not a whole lot you can do about it. Why doesn't Shakespeare sell like Erle Stanley Gardner? Why doesn't so-and-so sell like Madonna? Regardless of that, I'm going to do what I enjoy doing. The game is to get the best out of oneself." McPherson's playing evokes feelings of both serenity and heated passion in the listener. At times, his compositions and improvisations display an almost spiritual quality, but his jaw-dropping chops grab you by the collar and smack your face around, never letting you forget that this cat is seriously smoking on that bandstand.
Naturally, Mingus helped shape McPherson (particularly as a composer, he says). Although the two got along relatively well, McPherson recalls his boss' legendary reputation as a difficult, confrontational figure to be well-earned. "He was very unpredictable," McPherson says of Mingus. "There were times when we'd have to get into fights with people, even people in the audience Mingus thought talked too loudly when we played. He was a brawler. He would insult people and physically fight them. He'd stand down gangsters anyone and get away with it because he was a frightening presence. But I was always worried about people coming back at us with guns.
McPherson has worked as a freelancer and sometime teacher since leaving Mingus' employ, and he has released a number of fine albums as a leader, most recently a trio of CDs for New York's Arabesque label that showcases his growing skills as a writer. In 1988, he gained acclaim for playing Charlie Parker's sax lines in the Clint Eastwood-directed biopic "Bird." It was a daunting task for McPherson to refrain from his own style and attempt to echo Parker instead.
Lately, McPherson has been concentrating more on performing. At least twice yearly, he holds residencies in New York clubs and regularly tours Europe, where he's rightly regarded as first-string jazz royalty. "Jazz has endured in spite of America, not because of America," McPherson says, with a combination of sadness and irritation apparent in his voice. "America is more interested in money than art. America is basically like one big supermarket. The thing that is important to the collective machinery of America is capitalism. And America's good at that; that's what this country is based on. Now, those things are important in other countries, too, but they have a set of priorities, where art is still high on the list. I know economics are important; I'm not saying that everyone should sit in the forest and play pan flute. But art is also important; it's a high thing. In America, it's all about how can we market this, exploit it, capitalize off it, make a lot of money off it. Whatever appeals to the lowest common denominator animal instincts is what they'll be on. You write a book with a lot of people fucking: that's gonna sell more than 'Lady Chatterley's Lover.' Now that was about fucking, too, I suppose. But in America, it has to be profane to get anywhere. Billie Holiday wasn't gonna come out onstage with her ass hanging halfway out like Madonna. For myself, I suppose I write from the navel up, and if there's elements of the navel down, I'm not reaching for that." With some bemusement, I tell McPherson that just the other night, his "Illusions In Blue" album served as the soundtrack for a night of filthy romance between me and my wife. "Well, that's fine," he says with a laugh. "But what I try to write for is to make people feel good, feel uplifted. When they leave my concert, I want them to feel like they've had an emotional rollercoaster ride. I want them to feel happy, instead of evil and violent. Those are emotions I don't speak to."
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