Word: rhythms
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Those were fighting words in 1954. Riot in Cell Block #9, performed by the Los Angeles quartet the Robins, is vintage rhythm and blues by Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller, the songwriting team who, as much as anybody, invented rock 'n' roll. To imagine '50s pop music without their propulsive tunes-Hound Dog, Kansas City, Jailhouse Rock, Searchin', Love Potion #9, There Goes My Baby, Love Me, Yakety Yak-is pretty much to imagine the '40s. As writer-producers, impresarios on call to Elvis Presley, the Coasters, the Drifters and many more, Leiber and Stoller were the prime concocters...
...first half was difficult because so many fouls were being called," Harvard coach Frank Sullivan said. "It's hard to get any sort of rhythm going...
...enters when he dons special goggles and a DataGlove. His audience sees what he sees -- and what he does, which is bend and stretch like some contorted stork. His movements elicit eerie, tinkling notes from the computer-generated virtual instruments he is playing: a Cybersax, a CyberXylo and a Rhythm Gimbal...
When the legendary John Coltrane Quartet went through its final convulsions in 1966, music lovers the world over bemoaned the end of perhaps the greatest jazz rhythm section ever. Once drummer Elvin Jones and pianist McCoy Tyner left Coltrane's group to pursue solo careers, a nearly telepathic musical link was severed. But while the breakup of The Quartet may have been a lamentable occurrence for listeners, for both Jones and Tyner it offered the chance to distance themselves from saxophonist Coltrane's towering shadow and to enhance their own reputations as leaders...
...concert, Jones has a powerful personal presence which demands attention. Sweating and grunting like a quarry worker, he mines exquisite cross-rhythm beats from his low toms and bass drum. This is not the only thing that attracts attention to him. Like the Mona Lisa, Elvin Jones has eyes that follow you around the room, creating the eerie sensation that, wherever you may be seated, Jones is playing directly at your candlelit table...