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Besides, it hurts less to be passed over for jobs if you aren't around to hear the others' names called. It was a bad time. He even had to pay to get into Birdland." Monk was the man who was not with it, and jazz was passing...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Jazz: The Loneliest Monk | 2/28/1964 | See Source »

...based upon improvisation and the inspiration of the moment, the environment in which the musicians play is bound to affect their music. The hospital-room atmosphere of a recording studio can help keep a musician's high spirits in check, just as a Monday-night jam session at Birdland can bring them...

Author: By R. K. I. and Hendrik HERTZBERG Newport, S | Title: Newport '63: The Duke, Martial Solal, Jimmy Smith | 7/9/1963 | See Source »

...Evans, 32, inspires the same feeling of apartness in all his fans. At the piano he seems transported, and some of the trancelike visual effect rubs off on the customers. When he hunches his tall, spare frame over the keyboard, as he did last week in Manhattan's Birdland, fixing his eyes on his belt buckle and stroking the keys with disembodied-looking fingers, he seems to be responding to promptings from far beyond the bandstand on which a bass and a drum plunk and sizzle quietly. The music itself often has a trancelike quality. A listener can find...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Singing Piano | 3/2/1962 | See Source »

...music in New York, you can hear everything from Rhythm and Blues at the Apollo Theater through Dixieland at the Metropole to modern and mainstream jazz at Birdland and the Five Spot...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A New York Guide | 11/17/1961 | See Source »

...seemed strangely out of place in the drab, disciplined Soviet capital: the salivating slur of a trombone, the mellow wail of a muted trumpet, the throaty murmur of a saxophone and the staccato thunder of drums. U.S. tourists even thought they could identify the nearly indistinguishable melody: Lullaby of Birdland. They were right. At picnics and Komsomol dances, in cabarets and conservatories, the Soviet Union is swinging to the sound of jazz...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Russia: Red Hot | 3/10/1961 | See Source »

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