Posted on 09/20/2024 5:14:05 PM PDT by nickcarraway
Seen as a face-off between the old and new guards in jazz, Duke Ellington’s ‘Money Jungle’ album proved they were on the same continuum.
First released in 1962 via the United Artists label, Duke Ellington’s collaboration with bassist Charles Mingus and drummer Max Roach, Money Jungle, was a momentous jazz summit. Though often seen as the moment where the old guard (Ellington) squared up to jazz music’s young lions (Mingus and Roach), the generational differences between its three participants are often exaggerated. Certainly, Ellington was entering his twilight years – he had just turned 63 – but Mingus, then aged 40, and the 38-year-old Roach were hardly wet behind the ears when the album was recorded.
Perhaps a more accurate way of looking at the trio’s musical marriage is to see Ellington as a revered establishment figure pitted against modernist revolutionaries. Ultimately, though, the result of their collaboration wasn’t a confrontational face-off but a joyous celebration of jazz created by three unlikely kindred spirits.
As far apart as the North and South Poles
On paper, the pairing of the urbane Ellington with Mingus, a roughneck firebrand renowned for his volcanic temper, seems potentially explosive. But the bass player was a great admirer of the older musician, citing the jazz aristocrat as a critical influence in his approach to composition. They were not strangers, either, as Mingus had briefly been in Ellington’s band in 1953, though he suffered an ignominious exit: fired after four days for attacking another band member.
Max Roach, too, had enjoyed a short stint with Ellington, in 1950; a decade later, he played on the pianist/composer’s Paris Blues soundtrack. Ellington, then, was familiar with both men and had been an avid follower of their musical exploits. Recalling the Money Jungle session in his autobiography, Music Is My Mistress, Ellington described his younger collaborators as “two fine musicians,” though he also remarked that their personalities were “as far apart as the North and South Poles.”
Nothing should be overdone, nothing underdone
According to Ellington, record producer Alan Douglas instigated the idea of Money Jungle. Douglas had worked with Ellington in Paris, in 1960, and on returning to the US he got hired by United Artists. Immediately calling the pianist, Ellington suggested that he work with Mingus and Roach in the studio. Ellington agreed, later recalling, “Charles Mingus and Max Roach were both leaders of their own groups, but what was wanted now was the kind of performance that results when all the minds are intent on and concerned with togetherness. Nothing should be overdone, nothing underdone, regardless of which musician was in the prime spot as a soloist.”
The three musicians certainly achieved that goal: such was their chemistry as a unit, they sounded as if they had been playing together for years. Despite Ellington’s seniority, in terms of age and accomplishments, the three men went into New York’s Sound Makers Studios on Monday, September 17, 1962, as equals. The session wasn’t entirely stress-free, though. Rumors persisted that Mingus – apparently unhappy that all the music was Ellington’s – stormed off midway, only to be coaxed back by the pianist.
An instinctive sense of swing
Seven Ellington tunes appeared on the original vinyl release of Money Jungle. Three of them, the dreamy “Warm Valley,” the eastern-flavored “Caravan,” and the wistful ballad “Solitude,” were fresh takes on well-known Ellington numbers. The remainder, however, were newly penned for the session.
Ellington hammers his piano as if possessed on the opening title song, an angular, almost avant-garde number whose dissonances share an affinity with Thelonious Monk’s music. Driven by Mingus’ sawing bass and Roach’s turbulent polyrhythms, the track crackles with fiery, kinetic synergy.
In sharp contrast, “Fleurette Africaine,” which became a regular fixture in Ellington’s concert repertoire after Money Jungle’s release, possesses a shimmering delicacy. Though Ellington displayed a lyrical side in his ballads, his uptempo material on Money Jungle – such as the propulsive “Caravan,” “Very Special,” and the jaunty “Wig Wise” – bore the imprint of a musician who instinctively knew how to swing.
Playing alongside two younger musicians on Money Jungle appeared to invigorate Ellington, who attacked his piano with palpable vigor and a defiant sense of musical virility. His ultra-dynamic performance, along with the freshness of his newly-minted compositions, showed that he was still a relevant figure in jazz, four decades after he began making a name for himself. As someone who was never content to stand still musically, the pianist was, in fact, as much of a modernist as Mingus and Roach.
But though it revived his career (Ellington’s next album would be recorded with John Coltrane), Money Jungle wasn’t just about the legendary bandleader. It was about three musicians’ mutual respect and admiration, stemming from the joy of their collaboration. The record revealed that, though jazz had its factions and different styles, musicians could find common ground in the simple purity of their love for playing music together. Early on in their careers, Mingus and Roach seemed to be young upstarts challenging the status quo represented by figures like Ellington. The revelatory Money Jungle showed that they were all part of the same continuum.
This is a phenomenal record. I think it's unfair to say they were poles apart. This wasn't Roach and Mingus playing swing, this was 100% Ellington playing hard bop. You an teach an old dog new tricks.
Phenomenal is right. Longtime fan of this album. Mingus and Roach prodded Ellington into new jazz territory, and it all worked, despite some tense and awkward musical moments.
I also recommend Duke’s collaboration with Coleman Hawkins from the same period (early ‘60).
* early ‘60s
Yes, I’ve had that one too, and Hawkins is my favorite sax player. They also have one too where he plays with Coltrane. They play some songs with Coltrane bass and drummer, some with Ellington guys.
*bump*
I’ve read that the ultra-temperamental Mingus walked out of the sessions several times in frustration.
Duke, Monk, and Mingus (in that order) were the three greatest jazz composers, imo. Monk and Mingus had screws loose, but they were brilliant.
As far as sax players go, my faves include (in no particular order): Johnny Hodges, Coleman Hawkins, John Gilmore, Pat Patrick (father of former MA Gov., Deval Patrick), Stan Getz, Don Byas, Harry Carney, Pepper Adams, …among others.
When America was still America.
Roach punched Ornette Coleman after hearing one of his concerts.
Yeah, he thought Ornette was ruining jazz.
Like I said, I like Avant Garde, but fusion is not it.
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