I haven’t written very much in the past 20 years. It’s only been in the last few months that I have rediscovered my greatest passion. There are many reasons for this that are not necessary for me to get into. That’s another story. Perhaps my recent heart attack gave me the opportunity to spend a fair amount of time reflecting back into my past.
I started listening to a lot of music recently and drifted back to my childhood. Maybe in some profound way I finally felt more justified to discuss my love of jazz music and especially blues. These latest events made me finally attempt to bring my love of music and writing together.
Growing up in the sixties I recall so many different genres of music that played in our household. From The Beatles and The Monkees in my sister’s room, to Big Band Jazz in the living room, to my brother’s turntable that span the soulful sound of electric blues and jazz in the bedroom we shared.
Music was everywhere. Tunes were always playing in our house even before my birth. It would appear that I was breast-fed music and by the time I was in my early teens, as a result, I developed a natural but unusual knowledge level for my age. My father played the harmonica and my brother the guitar. Together they would have jam sessions that filled the house with a vibrancy that I can never forget.
My grandparents were very orthodox, and while my parents never got too involved in Judaism, they thought that out of respect, they should make me understand my roots. I went to Hebrew School and studied up until I had my Bar Mitzvah at thirteen. I was the strange child that loved listening to the Cantor sing at the synagogue because I was convinced he sounded like Jack Bruce of Cream. To this very day I still think that! It was this very thought wave that made me think… Is there a link between this? Maybe there was something to it. I know there are people who are going to think I’m off my rocker, but that’s OK. We’re all entitled to our opinion. I wanted to see if instinctively I felt something back then that I couldn’t explain until now.
I started thinking to myself that out of all the blues and jazz music I remember, how many of these were Jewish? Is it even possible? I mean the roots of blues originated in the late 19th century in the American south by African-American slaves forced to work from sunup to sundown. Hmmm … Sunup to Sundown … Sunrise Sunset … Sorry drifted off …
Article comments
1 - Glen Boyd
Man, what a fantastic article! I think its time that the Blues Blogger unmask himself and reveal his true identidy to Blogcritics and to the world. This was so well-written, in-depth, and passionate I simply don't know where to begin. Great, great piece. Bravo to the Blues Blogger!
-Glen
2 - Pico
Nice article! As soon as I saw the title with "Blues" and "Jewish" in it I thought of Michael Bloomfield. Man, what a talent he was. On the jazz side, John Zorn comes to my mind because of his Masada project and also his fostering of Klezmer jazz bands like The New Klezmer Trio. You could probably go on for a long time about the contributions Jews made to both genres.
3 - Glen Boyd
I wonder if Kenny G has any jewish in him Pico. Maybe we need to email his assistant...
-Glen
4 - Pico
I get a sneaky feeling that this conversation is about to take an interesting turn...
5 - Jon Sobel
Very thought-provoking article. I have always noticed an affinity between the minor-key strains of traditional Jewish music (ancient Sefardic music, Torah chants, klezmer, etc.) and the "blue notes" that define what we call the blues. It's very interesting to reflect that these may be related not simply through the psychology of a shared experience of persecution, but actually, to some degree in modern times, through musical cross-pollination.
(Note: I think your reference to Joshua Redman is an error. He is not a Jewish musician from the golden age of jazz...)
6 - The Blues Blogger
Thanks for all your kind words. I'm glad you enjoyed the article. Jon you are definitely right. Not sure how that happened. I was probably thinking of Red Buttons or something ridiculous like that. Who knows …weird… I promise you this; I’ll never buy that brand of red wine again. I’ve sent an email off to Glen to fix it.
7 - JC Mosquito
I've got a green bullet harp mike just like the one in your picture. Funny... it didn't look...
8 - Glen Boyd
I didn't read that email until late this evening, but consider it fixed.
-Glen
9 - Robert
Well,(one of) Jack Bruce's middle names is Asher.
Hmmmm.
As a Jewish Blues based guitarist myself, I can see what Bloomfield had going on. Peter Green is somewhat of a mystery to me. One of those acid casualties that drifted into a cult and then seemingly had his Oliver Sachs moment, afterward.
I don't know if you want to lump Paul Kossoff soelly in the camp of Blues players, but he was a HUGE influence on me. Hendrix was, too. Do a bit of genealogical nosing around on Jimi's surname. You might be very surprised!
Sorry to hear about the Heart Attacks, man. I had two M.I.'s at the end of 2004. Would have traded both of them for massive Strokes.
Peace, Brother!
-Robert
10 - Tony Stock
Bill Wyman called Dylan "the greatest white blues singer". It would be interesting to look at Dylan's influences, and his association with people like Ramblin' Jack Elliott, real name Aronowitz (from memory).
LIstening to songs like 'One More Cup of Coffee..' and having heard Dylan perform numbers like 'Little Moses' and 'Let My People Go', we can be left in no doubt that Dylan has been heavily influenced by his religous roots.
11 - joe
I love it when you say the jews and blacks lived together bull the jews used the blacks and would never live near them or any other white goiam....the jews used the blacks....jews live in comfort when blacks live in poverty...jews control everything the media and the usa..