February 27, 1995 |
Maria Schneider knew she'd hit it big when, on a visit to her tiny hometown of Windom, Minn., she saw her name in the window of a shop on main street. "It was in a story the Wall Street Journal did about me," she says. "And I'm not sure if they pasted it up in the window because it was about me or because it mentioned Windom. I mean, it's a very small town and I'm sure that it was the first and the last time that it ever got mentioned in a national publication like that."
February 13, 1994 |
To slightly alter a popular lyric of a time, the past has presented us with standard-issue images of women in jazz that are often a little too cute for comfort. But back in the '40s, all-female jazz ensembles were a splashy novelty, as the war effort siphoned off tenured male musicians, spiriting them away from their prominent big-band gigs and marooning them across the country or overseas.
August 26, 1990 |
The past week has been a hectic one for Ann Patterson. She has been checking on the music that will be needed for two important dates--Monday at the Biltmore Hotel's Grand Ave. Bar, and Sept. 22 at the annual jazz festival in Sedona, Ariz.--and phoning the 16 other artists needed for rehearsal and performances. Patterson is not a singer; not a dancer, pianist or comedian.
November 10, 1991 |
Los Angeles artist Richard Wyatt likes to involve the community and reflect it in his work. "California Moment," his recently completed interior mural on canvas at the Southern California Gas Co. headquarters in downtown Los Angeles, includes his friends and family, and represents the ethnic diversity of the city. Last year he painted "Hollywood Jazz 1945-1972" on the south side of the Capitol Records building on Vine Street in Hollywood.
March 17, 1995 |
Like ritual, early most Sunday mornings, it wanders out alone. Not quite a voice, but a barely audible electric hum. Low. Just beneath the surface of the organ, this mere vibration finds form. Raw sound becomes comfort words. "Oftentimes one woman, one person, might start a song," says Bette Y. Cox, explaining the power of ritual. Depending on the house of worship, the person hosting that voice might be called "Aunt Jane." Maybe simply "Sister."