Duke Ngcukana

In the last year fans of South African jazz had to contend with the passing of musicians Robbie Jansen, Ezra Ngcukana (in August 2010), Vincent Kolbe (in September 2010) and Hotep Idris Galeta. This weekend Duke Ngcukana, brother of Ezra and himself a musician and jazz educator of note, passed away.

Read a news story about Ngcukana’s passing–in a local Cape Town daily newspaper–here.

Found Object, No. 11

Corrected: A rare film clip (there must be more where this came from), posted on Youtube in September 2010, of the Don Cherry Trio live in Paris in 1971. Cherry, an American, is on piano and cornet and is accompanied by South African bassist Johnny Dyani and Turkish percussionist/drummer, Okay Temiz.  All three called Sweden home at that time. Cherry is singing in Xhosa; probably one of Dyani’s compositions. Cherry later appeared on Dyani’s 1978 album, “Song for Biko.” Separetely Dyani and Temiz formed the group Xaba with another South African Mongezi Feza. Dyani died before playing a show in Germany in 1986. Chimurenga Magazine‘s most recent issue has an interview by Aryan Kaganof with Dyani.

Music Break

Video of The Robert Glasper Experience’s covering Little Dragon’s “Twice,” earlier this month.

H/T: Dylan Valley.

Portico Quartet

Next Tuesday (September 28th)  and Wednesday (September 29th) London jazz group Portico Quartet–their sound has been referred to as “post-jazz” influenced by “… Steve Reich, Miles Davis, Philip Glass and Toumani Diabate.“–play New York City (@ Joe’s Pub on Tuesday and Coco 66 in Brooklyn on Wednesday).  There’s more here.

The Hilton Schilder Support Trust

“… Hilton Schilder, [a scion of the well-known Schilder jazz dynasty from Cape Town possessed of his own immense talent  as a piano player and a composer]  is undergoing serious and expensive medical treatment for cancer, that requires surgery. As we all know, our performing artists do not have the luxury of medical insurance. Its time to rally and ensure that we don’t lose a dear friend and musical genius because of the lack of funds.

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Blue Note

Master musician Dudu Pukwana, he played the  saxophone, who was part of a great generation of South African jazz musicians (I blogged about them a few days ago), died on this day in 1990.

An appropriate time to post this clip, above, that appear  to be from a documentary about the Blue Notes, the seminal 1960s South African jazz, led by Chris MacGregor, that Pukwana was a part of.  The group later became Brotherhood of Breath outside South Africa. Louis Moholo and Pukwana’s wife, Barbara, talk about the band and its impact.

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Review: “Next Stop … Soweto”

Recently I reviewed the new 3-part Strutt Records compilation, “Next Stop … Soweto,” for The National. The album series are re-releases of rare 45s and other recordings from 1960s and 1970s South Africa. The first installment showcases “Township Sounds from the Golden Age of Mbaqanga” (cover above).  This is the kind of music that drove Paul Simon’s “Graceland” album and what you hear in Vampire Weekend’s music. The second and third are: ”Soultown: R&B, Funk & Psych Sounds from the Townships 1969-1976” and “Giants, Ministers and Makers: Jazz in South Africa 1963-1984.”  In the review I also shout out music blogs Matsuli Music and Electric Jive (both sites are worth regular visits) as well as music journalist Gwen Ansell who have each in their own way done a lot to keep these musical legacies alive.  At the end of the review I am also adding a note sent to me by music journalist Gwen Ansell after the review was published.

The National Review:

Between 1960 and 1968 no less than 33 African nations were granted independence. For many of these territories freedom from external control also meant the start of a much wider process of decolonisation, but one story is altogether different.

Both before and after the declaration of South African independence in 1961, the apartheid regime’s political repression of the black majority increased. That same year, organised opposition by blacks was outlawed, viewed as a form of terrorism. In March 1960, police officers murdered 69 people and wounded 180 others in the Sharpeville massacre. In 1963, the activist Looksmart Ngudle became the first of many political prisoners to die in police detention. Then, in the most famous of a series of show trials, Nelson Mandela was sentenced to life in prison along with nine other leaders of the banned African National Congress in 1964. Later the government removed by force a total of three million blacks from newly declared “white group areas”, leaving them with no other choice than to live in separate racially segregated townships. Finally, in 1970 the all-white parliament passed a law that stripped black South Africans of their citizenship, instead making them people of one of 10 designated tribal homelands.

In this climate of fear and persecution, any form of artistic expression within the black community was a risky business. In the case of music, censorship, regulation of where artists could play, enforcement of the infamous pass laws (which required blacks to carry “pass books” when in “white” areas), the influence of unscrupulous record companies and pressure on bands to play “tribal” music in order to be heard on state radio – then the only game in town – led many of the era’s best-known performers, including Hugh Masekala and Miriam Makeba, to leave the country. By most accounts, South African music only began to recover in the 1980s, thanks to a renaissance of jazz and domestic pop, and a growing international interest in “world music”. In fact, Paul Simon’s controversial 1985 visit to Johannesburg, his subsequent album Graceland and its accompanying tour with Masekela, Makeba and Ladysmith Black Mambazo, is often viewed as a turning point for the nation’s musical fortunes.

What often gets lost within the narratives of oppression and exile, though, is that the 1960s and 1970s also proved to be an exceptionally vibrant and creative period. Many artists stayed in the black neighbourhoods and townships, continuing to play and release music that allowed its listeners an escape from the harsh realities of everyday life and, by its very existence, challenged the iniquities of apartheid.

Lately a number of efforts have been made to introduce this work to the mainstream. In 2004 the South African label Sheer Sound released Soweto Blues: Jazz and Politics in South Africa, a CD accompaniment to a book by the journalist Gwen Ansell. Meanwhile, a disparate group of African-music blogs – most notably Matsuli Music and Electric Jive – have provided glimpses of the period’s overlooked treasures. Now, though, courtesy of the British reissue label Strut Records, comes perhaps the most significant and comprehensive attempt to bring these sounds to the wider world.

Compiled by the record collector Duncan Brooker and the music historian Francis Gooding, Next Stop… Soweto is a three-CD series of township music. Each disc focuses on a different time period and musical style, providing context via detailed notes and previously unpublished archive photography. The first instalment, as its name suggests, showcases Township Sounds from the Golden Age of Mbaqanga. Mbaqanga combined rural Zulu vocal harmonies with western instrumentation in a way that was considered African enough to fall within the authorities’ “tribal” brackets. As it was not viewed to be an overt threat to the status quo, a thriving scene was allowed to grow, creating a number of well-loved hits and launching the careers of several local stars. Indeed, some went on to achieve much wider acclaim, especially the Mahotella Queens (here also credited as Mahlatini and the Queens). Where this collection differs from others is that the overwhelming majority of the musicians it features are largely unknown outside their original market. For instance, a whole new audience will be introduced to the African Swingsters’ Emuva and the Lucky Strike Sisters’ Mr JM Mpanza, an ode to a squatters’ rights leader. It’s infectious stuff, and if mbaqanga’s exuberant rhythms sound familiar to pop audiences today, one need only look to the first two albums by Vampire Weekend to see why.

The second and third CDs – Soultown: R&B, Funk & Psych Sounds from the Townships 1969-1976 and Giants, Ministers and Makers: Jazz in South Africa 1963-1984 are, however, the most adventurous. Both represent the sound of a defiantly modern black South Africa; one that actively resists government-imposed definitions of what constitutes African music and reaches out across the globe for both sonic and political inspiration.

On Soultown the philosophies of civil-rights-era black consciousness are as clear an influence as the Hammond organs of Booker T and Jimmy Smith. Also remarkable is the pan-African spirit of these recordings. As a direct consequence of its almost century-long isolation, South Africa is often portrayed as a parochial nation, at odds with the rest of the continent. But, over a terrific funk instrumental, The Heroes proudly claim their place in wider African culture, exhorting listeners to “come with me” to Lubumbashi, Kinshasa and “the shores of Lake Malawi”. The standout track, however, is Wait and See by the Heshoo Beshoo Band (a name that roughly translates from the Xhosa as “moving forward with force”), which combines US-style hard-bop with nods to mbaqanga and the work of artists such as the South African pianist Abdullah Ibrahim.

Giants, Ministers and Makers, concentrates on an even further-reaching embrace of contemporary jazz. By way of illustration, the Mankunku Quartet (led by the tenor sax of the late Winston “Mankunku” Ngozi, a fixture on the Cape Town scene up until his death in October 2009) even offer a track named Daddy Trane and Wayne Shorter. Meanwhile, contributions such as Spring by the Chris Schilder Quartet and Switch by the white bandleader Chris McGregor and his mostly black, brewery-sponsored Castle Lager Big Band continue in a similar, swinging vein. Though all three compositions are successful enough, it is Mankunku who appears the most at ease with the changing landscape of jazz outside of South Africa (cross-reference his monumental 1968 album Yakhal’ Inkomo). More than anything, though, these tracks serve as a reminder that, beyond the world-famous names of Makeba, Masekela and Ibrahim, there still exists a stunning, wide-ranging and largely ignored catalogue of South African music from this period.

In addition to comprising a wealth of music that deserves to be appreciated and reappraised in any event, the Next Stop… Soweto series could not be better timed. For the next month the Fifa World Cup will place South Africa at the forefront of global consciousness – and there is a certain thematic synchronicity between these compilations and recent events.

It appears that for the duration of the competition, attempts have been made to present a sanitised view of South African culture similar to that which prevailed during less open and inclusive years. In late March the woeful lack of South African performers scheduled to appear at officially sanctioned concerts was met with threats of public protest. Though Fifa eventually made moves to include more national stars, including Masekela and Vusi Mahlasela, this will be cold comfort for South African musicians. Still, this isn’t the first time that large swathes of the country’s talent have been excluded from public view. The chances are that many of them will simply do what their predecessors did before them: treat this snub as a temporary setback and get on with creating bold, homegrown sounds for the devoted audiences they already command. After all, as Next Stop… Soweto proves, if apartheid could not stop the music, nothing else will.

Gwen Ansell’s note to me:

Fabulous story — I’m writing the sleeve notes to Giants, Ministers and Makers. (Incidentally, ‘Switch’ was composed by Kippie Moeketsi, not Chris McGregor). Licensing on some tracks in the original compilation you heard are now not being used (the Abdullah Ibrahim because of SABC [the South African public broadcaster] complexities over licensing; tragically, the Allen Kwela because nobody can track down any form of registration for it and the Strut guys want to do things properly). But that means we have instead two wonderful Cape Town tracks, one by Roger Koza’s Skyf, and one by Chris Columbus Ngcukana — who I reckon has to be on any compilation with ‘Giants’ in the title! It’s one of the best compilations of 70s jazz I’ve heard — the more publicity it can garner, the better.

– Sean Jacobs

Ambrose Akinmusire’s Jazz

I love Akinmusire and his band’s flow. I want to see him live.

The Coal Train

Hugh Masekela, the giant trumpet player (he had a Billboard no.1 hit in 1968. People forget that), has a new show, “Songs of Migration,” that just played  in Johannesburg (a decent review of the show over at the South African cultural blog Mahala.). It is a revival of the music made and sung by migrants who were either forced or moved out of necessity to work on Johannesburg’s gold mines. As The New York Times reports Masekela’s show acknowledges the varied origins of  songs, including that brought by white immigrants to the Rand–”Sarie Marais” (in Afrikaans) and ““My Yiddishe Mama,” among others–but the bulk of the music is in the languages of the mass of cheap black labor that made white South Africa rich.

He also performs his original composition, “Stimela” (The Coal Train), as part of the show. (The video above is from a live performance of “Stimela” at a festival in London in 1986. No one can imitate a train like Masekela).

He needs to be bring that show to New York City.

Addis Swing

The Economist has a great little story on the revival of local jazz–including musicians like Mulatu Astatke (in the video above with the Heliocentrics in London)–a tradition that dates back to the 1920s when “…  when Armenian orphans from the massacres in Turkey were adopted by Ethiopia’s imperial court and formed a band called Arba Lijoch, meaning Forty Children. Other big bands followed suit. “The Addis swing” caught on. By the dying days of Haile Selassie’s reign, in the early 1970s, musicians were fusing jazz and funk with more traditional Ethiopian tunes to create a distinctive Ethio-jazz. After the grim Marxist regime of Mengistu Haile Mariam took over in 1974, Ethio-jazz soon died, along with much else. The communists were suspicious of free-form jazz. Many players and fans were killed or fled, mostly to America. Hotel bands were replaced with drab synthesisers.”

Read it here.

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