Beauty of The Beast
My first experience with this marvelous beast came at age 12, where a church organist showed me how to turn it on, and how you had to pull the drawbars to get sound. I didn't get serious on it until I started playing at the Mary Elizabeth Hotel in Miami. The band frequently backed second-line R&B acts like Chuck Jackson and Etta Jones, and I got my first taste of what it was like to coax the sweetness out of the monster.
Eventually, I wound up in Hartford, Connecticut playing with a great old soul band called the Nite Riders. They were great teachers, and when that gig went away I found a place with Spider Martin, an ex-Lionel Hampton saxman. Jimmy McGriff would come sit in at the gig from time to time. What I learned from the master has informed my style to a greater degree than I sometimes admit, but despite having a great love of Jimmy Smith's harmonic progressions and extensions, I tend to push further into the roots side - or take it outside...
