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Instead of fine musicians like Red Allen, Pete Brown, and Sidney Bechet, who have been setting the Ken a-rocking in the past three months, there will be a pussyfoot outfit under Nick Jerrit. Not that the band hasn't possibilities, but playing alongside J. C. Higginbotham and Pete Brown in yesterday's jam session, Jerrit's bunch was dismally uninteresting. There evidently won't be an end to the Sunday sessions, which is heartening. I don't think they'll be as exciting as previously, if for the simple reason that you can't build a whole afternoon...
Zutty Singleton and round-faced "Kansas." ace Negro drummers; Trombonists Benny Morton and Jay C. Higginbotham; bright-eyed "Hot Lips" Page and tiny Max Kaminsky; Bassist Billy Taylor; James P. Johnson, veteran Negro hot pianist. Twelve in all took turns. Unceremonious master of ceremonies was assertive, sharp-jawed Eddie Condon, who did what leading was done while he strummed his guitar...
...Rhythm (Metronome All-Star Leaders; Columbia). A lustrous team: Benny Goodman, Gene Krupa, "Count" Basic, John Kirby, Alvino Rey, "Cootie" Williams, Charlie Barnet, Jay C. Higginbotham, Benny Carter. Rhythm very good, but Gershwin gets lost in the stomping...
...which shows Georgie Auld to be improving by leaps and bounds. There are few white tenor men who can come near him these days (COLUMBIA) . . . Reissue of the week is Ride Red Ride by the old Mills Blue Rhythm band, which includes Red Allen, Buster Bailey, and J. C. Higginbotham. For a real "killer" tune, you can't go wrong on this. It's played at a breakneck pace, and is a fight to the finish, although it's hard to say who wins (OKEH) . . . Fats Waller turns out more insane novelty on "All That Meat and No Potatoes...
...Berry, Louis Armstrong, Leon Roppolo, and Jimmy Harrisson. But I have not listened to their improvising purely with my emotions, for me "toujours I'approche intellectuelle au sujet" (always the intellectual approach for any subject). For instance, I am ravished by the celestial ninths which J. C. Higginbotham (Higgy to his friends, among whom I am proud to say I am numbered) plays on that good old slush-pump, and I am not alone in believing that Artie Shaw heaves a mean tonic triad...