I fell in love with Pharoah Sanders when i was in high school, listening to John Coltrane albums: Live in Seattle, Kulu Sé Mama, Ascension, Expression, Om, Concert in Japan, . . . Right after high school, in the fall of 1980, i walked into the Jazz Record Mart in Chicago with a new friend i had met on campus at the University of Illinois at Chicago who shared my love of jazz. This song was playing when We walked in:
I left the store with the double LP! It was unlike the Sanders i was used to with Trane, and yet, it was very much like the Sanders i knew and loved! I continued to acquire (as my materialistic self is wont to do!) more and more of Pharoah Sanders's work. I was blessed enough to see him live three times. In 1998, he spent the whole time between sets at the Jazz Showcase talking to me, showing me nothing but the LOVE i have always heard in his playing. So many wonderful memories coming back today. Long live Pharoah! He was on a Journey to the One, and he finally made it Home . . . the Home he never left! Stay Surrounded, Comrades!
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playing this today.The first time I heard him was in the 70s on an Impulse box set of the history of jazz bass.
It included the first side of Black Unity to showcase the interplay of two basses played by a young Stanley Clarke and Cecil McBee.
First taste of his unique free blowing and group improvisation on a live recording.
Bookended last year with the Promises project with Floating Points and London Symphony Orchestra.
A life well-lived, RIP
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