Album: Leaving / 1980 Arranged By - Chet Baker, Dennis Luxion Bass - Ricardo Del Fra Flute [Alto] - Nicola Stilo Piano - Dennis Luxion Trumpet, Vocals - Chet Baker
In 1959, he came to play at a night club in Italy where I worked, his music was magical, Jazz lovers came from allover Italy to listen to this jazz icon, I remember it well as it was yesterday. I had a very extensive record collection and what I cherished most where the years when he play with Jerry Mulligan. Thank you so much to bring back this incredible jazz player.
I’ve never had the good fortune of hearing him live but like so many, his music still touches me deep into my very soul. Oh how I envy you your memory.
In the hush of midnight's shadowed tune, Chet's trumpet weeps beneath the moon. Notes like teardrops softly fall, Echoes of a melancholy call. In smoky rooms where shadows dance, Chet's horn weaves a forlorn romance. A solitary sigh, a lonesome cry, As melodies of heartache amplify. His trumpet whispers tales untold, Of love that's young, and love grown old. Through muted brass, a mournful plea, A requiem for lost ecstasy. A lonely street, a dim-lit bar, Chet's music drifts like a fading star. In every chord, a soul laid bare, A sonnet of sorrow suspended in air. Each breath he takes, a heavy sigh, A wistful echo, a muted goodbye. Through amber notes, the pain unfolds, A symphony of sorrows, stories untold. The night embraces the mournful sound, As Chet's trumpet weeps, unbound. A ballad etched in shadows deep, In the music of Chet, the sadness seeps.
Your poem just tells my soul how a great musitian ought to be remembred, it gave and still does joy to millions Who thanks God they appreciate this Kind of Jazz. Chet Licea in our hearts!!! God Bless Him.
Sitting in my garden in the heart of Thailand,smoking my spliff and mesmorize with chat filling the quiet night between the rice fields. Life is beautiful!
@Unkraut60 Fuck you piece of shit. Walk a mile in another man's shoes why don't ya. Maybe don't 'feel sorry' but have a little less contempt. The lowest junkie is better than a heartless normie
@@doitnowvideosyeah5841 bad thing is that junkies kill themselves. I've seen beautiful guys and girls melted by this fucking drug and this is way TOO pity...I love Chet's music and i feel oppressed every time i think about his addiction and all this stuff...
The picture of Chet above is sad. He is showing the ravages of drugs and age at that time and it hurts my heart, because his music is some of the most beautiful in this world! Chet was clean from drugs for 7 years, but like about 90% of drug users, he relapsed. But Chet never mixed drugs with his performances; he was prone to taking them after he performed, but they aged him dramatically and, sadly, probably were part of why he fell and lost his life at age 58. But his music will always be with us, forever! His subtle, sensual sound was unique and could evoke deep feelings in one's soul!
à partir de 50 ans environ , Chet Baker , en concert public , a commencé à jouer d'une manière très intimiste mais aussi UN PEU TROP minimaliste et a déçu une partie non négligeable de ses fans . Souvent , le minimum s'est fondu dans l'essentiel et ça a été magnifique...... mais ce ne l'a pas entièrement sauvé . Cette fichue drogue a produit ses effets dans tous les domaines de sa vie . Chet en a terminé avec elle , comme avec son jeu : par distraction..........
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful
Just discovered Cher Baker, and awe what a moment! My cats are lounging around while my cigar smoke is flowing around and the coffee aroma is filling the air. What a moment.
I was very lucky to have a chance encounter with this wonderful, tortured soul and beloved jazz icon back in 1987 when i was attending Aptos Colllege Jazz program under the direction of another very talented and great jazz talent Ray Brown, a trumpet player who had played with such greats as Stan Kenton. I was a young aspiring jazz trumpet player and was enrolled in a jazz combo class. One day during one of our classes an old, haggard looking man came in wearing a cowboy hat and very meager clothes and sat down. He patiently listened to us as he waited for a break to speak to Mr. Brown. I just assumed he was the dad of who I percieved as a weird hippy chick violin player who was enrolled in the class and paid no attention as I continued to play cluelessly to who I was actually performing for. After the class I asked Mr. Brown who the man was and he told me it was Chet Baker. I stood there in utter shock as the Chet Baker I knew and idolized looked nothing like the man I had just seen in pictures from when he was much younger. I was told he had come in to speak with Mr. Brown about enrolling a girlfriend in one of his music classes. I was not only shocked but very humbled that I had not only been in the presence of such a jazz legend but had obliviously performed for and had no idea. The very next day I was down at the local record store looking for Chet Baker albums to add to my meager collection. My biggest regret is that I did not meet the man and tell him how much he inspired me. I will always cherish that experience.
I played cornet back in senior school. I heard Herb, then Louis, then James and Miles. But when I heard Chet, wow!!! He did what I always wanted to do. This photo reveals his soul !!! So powerful....
In the early '60's I worked in London as a pharmacist at Boots all night pharmacy on Piccadilly Circus London. we had a team come in at 8pm to weigh out the heroin and cocaine for the patients with legal prescriptions for the next day's supply, Imagine my shock and horror when my jazz hero stood before me with a chitty entitling me to hand out his daily dose of both, they had to pay of course. It must have been degrading because they had to come back every night near midnight. One addict whose name I have long forgotten, still, if he's still alive which I doubt, owes me ten bob which I lent him there and then to pay for his fix. Different times, different people and I'm still listening to Chet's music.
I went to see him in about 64 at Shelly’s in Hollywood California . I was used to the great photos of him as a very handsome movie star kind of guy. He came on and was missing most of his teeth and looked dreadful but played beautifully
@@jazzman668 I saw him later in the early 80's at the Antibes jazz festival, we were on a family holiday and got tickets on the day, he had problems playing the trumpet that night but his voice was still superb. A night I'll never forget, a starry night in Antibes in the summer listening to Chet, life couldn't have got ant better then
1960/ 61...I lived and worked in the city.....Remember so well all the addicts waiting to get their fix outside Boots.....My boyfriend (at the time) and I would talk to them. There was a place to eat nearby, which I believe is now called Garfunkels, where we would sit and chat and pay for food for some of them sometimes. I was 18 years old and it was my first experience of seeing the affects of drugs. I was very naïve I suppose but intrigued by it all. I wonder if I saw Chet and didn`t realise ?? Fortunately neither my boyfriend or I ever got involved in any kind of drugs and maybe seeing what we saw then was a good lesson in what not to do... I have never forgotten the experience .. I spent many nights in the all night underground Jazz clubs , my boyfriend was a jazz pianist....By day I worked for a solicitor opposite the Courts of Justice...So long ago, so many memories......
I don't have an opinion on his looks, I only know how his music moves me some 32 years after his death, I'm literally just hearing this. He's an incredible musician playing from deep within his soul.. Until paradise..John 5:28
As a former addict myself, and lover of great music, this got my tears flowing. He was one of the greats of the jazz world. Timelessly beautiful music - thank you for posting.
I was thirty years sober on October 17th but not an addict..However the 3 jazz musicians I admired were all addicts..Cher Baker,StanGetz and Art Pepper..the latter two held up pharmacies to get their gear
Saw him live at a club in San Francisco and his sound was stunning!! I’ve seen Miles too. They are both jazz icons. Once in a lifetime. A great gift to us.
At 75 yr...l have seen many jazzmen..miles, mulligan, r.kirk, Hubbard, Harold Land, max roach, gil Evans but l never had the upmost pleasure of seeing Chet which l surely regret.. he was the most beautiful 😢
Me encanta leer los comentarios de varias partes del mundo, yo igual estoy en mi patio escuchando a Chet Baker mientras fumo un porrito, que Dios los bendiga dónde quiera que anden
As a trumpet player I can tell you this. His choice of notes was exquisite. He heard things that an every day musician can't. And I understand he had a memory that was genius. A once in a generation type gift to listen to. Listen to how emotional his playing is. Young people today don't get this. Too bad. His looks? When he was younger he had James Dean looks so its just superficial shit for those who spend time on that.
As a fellow trumpeter myself, I agree with you. His choice of notes is what has always captured my attention. He has a very narrow range (never goes above high C), sort of like myself, but more than makes up for that by his incredible imagination, and ability to use that range in fantastic ways. He hears and plays the coolest things. That was his legacy. I will forever miss him. I get lot's of ideas on improvising from him.
@@9344music5 Sometimes you can sound great even when your natural"embouchure setting" is not ideal and a never ending struggle to maintain. I wonder if it was this also which drove him to drugs since it would mean he was meeting all the time jazz trumpeters with a natural strong embouchure and much more volume, endurance and altissimo range. Perhaps he wanted to be like them which I could understand.(???)
i came running to my room crying to get away from my toxic father. i opened my laptop to go on youtube to listen to some music, this was randomly recommended to me and i realized that i did not grow up with jazz or knowing who Chet Baker was. my goodness. i really believe music comes to comfort you when you least expect it. the title seems fitting as i am frustrated that i cannot leave my house right now in this pandemicfr. frustrated that i cannot leave my town at the moment. i am thankful for Chet Baker's music. i am now a calmer person, all of this will pass. also reading some of these comments and reading more about his life...he must have been a person so tormented by his emotions that he poured it out into creating beauty out of it for others to enjoy.
Thanks for being bold enough to share your sorrow. This is indeed a beautiful, sad, evocative piece of music. Breathe in, breathe out, find your center. One day at a time. Things always change.
So good that you found some beautiful music to lift your spirits. That's been happening to me during this hard time, too. "All this will pass" -- true, and there is always some beauty to be found.
Wonderful sentiments while in Covid lock down.There is so much beauty in jazz discovery with emotive expression and melancholy from such musicians as Chet Baker,Art Pepper,Stan Getz and the likes. Time to chill and contemplate the deeper questions of our existence like what is the purpose of human life: th-cam.com/video/Av-RxPkUYVg/w-d-xo.html
Good for you, lina marr, keep doing whatever helps you; music can make you feel many emotions, but a calming one in these pandemic times, is so important. As a musician since age 4, (all my life) it became my 2nd job; on weekends I'd perform solo or with a group. After a very hectic day in the hospital ER, I could come home and listen to whatever kind of music I was in the mood for to help me unwind, or play the piano and sing, play my flute, whatever would calm me! Music can be whatever you wish to help you, you can choose whatever you wish to hear to suit your mood. Continue to seek comforting music; you can't go wrong with that. I use music all the time as a soothing mechanism when I need it, as a mood lifter I'll use a more up-beat genre of music but I often return to Chet's soothing music for calming. These times of so many virus deaths are difficult, but they will get better, it's just going to take a while, but we can weather it if we try! When we are young, Lina, we feel often feel like our parents are the enemy, when they are really just trying to do what's best for us. It doesn't always agree with what you want to do, but when you mature, you will understand. Of course parents get angry, have emotions, and often it's NOT you but something else that's making them feel "toxic" to you that you can't understand. Sometimes love takes a hard turn and it's hard to understand. Good luck to you, hang in there! Keep listening to your music, it helps.
It's amazing how one photo bands together so many people. I'd never have thought this photo of Chet would draw so much attention, alongside his music. Good vibes, indeed. Cheers to y'all.
That portrait of Chet almost knocked me over. He looks as though he was carved out of stone. And then that beautiful, sweet tone arrives, seduces you and and carries you off to another world.
Chet Baker along with Miles Davis and Freddie Hubbard are my 3 favorite trumpet players. As good as Chet is on this exquisite masterpiece, let’s not forget the other very talented musicians that play as well. 11-10-23
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful.
This reminds me of a chilly San Francisco night with the love of my life Dougie Boy of 43 years,fog rolling in, windshield wipers slowly flip ..flop .. flip ...flop.. driving through the city from one jazz club neon lights flickering. to the next.. stumbling upon one of the greatest horn players I've ever witnessed. Chet Baker. Not only did he influence my music but he left an everlasting impression on my soul.. Thank you Chet.
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful.
this song is a work of art This song reminds me of my childhood and in a certain part it makes me nostalgic and causes me a feeling of happiness This song is not only music, it is something more than that, it is art. In my opinion, I think that this song represents several things, but among those things is the happiness that we feel within ourselves. Greetings to all who are reading my comment
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful!
Every time I get to Amsterdam, the first thin I do when I leave Central Station is to walk to the Zeedijk, just to look at the plaquette at the hotel where he died. And even after hundreds of visits I still get teary.. Especially when I read the last sentence; "for anyone who's willing to listen and feel".. His velvet voice, his whispering trumpet can cut straight trough me, but comfort me and warm my heart at the same time..
Incredible over 30 years later, we are still listening...his music still speaks. A testament to the legacy of his art. Why we get so little time with so many greats...
There is no other musician who can touch me as deeply as Chet. Inside of my soul kind of touching. Doesn't matter if it's his voice on a vocal tune or his horn, it's the same voice and has the same impact on me.
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful!
The pain and melancholy comes through in his music. You hear his soul and in spite of it there is beauty there when someone allows you into their inner sanctum.
I saw Chet Baker at Ronnie Scott's probably in 1986. Always one of my heroes he looked ill and sat for the whole performance but his music was pure nectar. Some years later I wrote this poem about him: Chet Baker at the Prins Hendrik Hotel Amsterdam 13th May 1988 (Version 2)
Only a second maybe two, no more. How long does it take for a frail body to fall just two storeys onto wet cobbles ? Those cobbles mashed your beautiful face the face that James Dean envied, the face now crumpled and lined like the veins in your arms. It was 3.10 am. Was heroin the constant counterpoint like some manacled duet, entwined unable to exist in isolation, like you the very breath of cool so cool it froze your skin but not your soul king of West Coast cool in the 50s. What did you think about in that few seconds? How you lost your audience how the dealers busted you good, smashed your teeth out How you came back three years later, new teeth new gigs, new money but the same old drugs, same old love affair, heroin and cocaine in your suitcase. Memories of your wives perhaps, high scores, coming down, how it could all have been different or... ...was the music still in your mind, just a few bars in those last few seconds before the end, you can bet it was... it was always the music wasn't it Chet, always the music.
It was said by the coroner that when they did the autopsy he had the major organs of a man was 85 years old. Chet was the human example of a shooting star....he shone as bright a light as anyone in the business...i used to think that the cats who kept putting him down did so because they were scared of his musical vision...his ability to go into the emotions of music where few did before///Yes...Miles did...and Horace Silver...and Brownie ....and Getz did..sometimes......but no one lived in that deep emotional sphere constantly like Chet....that was his abode...he cherished it.....he challenged it....he embraced it..and in the end....it did him in!!!!!
Know who else...the Folk SInger - Townes Van Zandt - Bi-polar, hopeless alcoholic, drugs, demons...awful. Beautifiul singer and song writer, both gone too soon.
I love listening to the music of Chet derived from the tormented soul of a man who fell into the trap of bodily pleasures and ended up suffering. I believe he did everything he could to be remembered for his music, not his life choices. For me, he will always remain a great artist with a broken heart.. Rest in peace, at last.
Chet was a gentle soul, a deep thinker, even kinder as his age advanced. But in the midst of the music in his sensitive depths, was a lot of pain, and sometimes it came out in some of his ballads, both horn and vocal. But no one can deny the beauty of that music that came from somewhere deep down inside of him, he gave it to us, and we will always remember him for it, and be grateful he existed in our world!
This is the sound my heart makes everyday as I wander through the hours. Trying to figure out what my true face looks like under the rain that falls every hour upon my soul being. No reflection exists but for the music , is the only way I can see me
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful.
Jazz is a conversation and Chet is pouring out parts of his soul: his playing comes from a pure place unsullied by his problems but perhaps honed by them.
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be deeply grateful.
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful
I like listening to Chet Baker when I drive my car late at night through empty streets. But I really like listening to his music wherever I am and whatever time it is.
If I was stranded on an Island and could only have one song to listen to for the rest of my life, this would be it. Oh, and various versions of My Funny Valentine, and about a dozen other pieces of musical nectar of the Gods that Chet evoked from the cosmos. Chet was an angel sent to us by the universe.
"Soho. That beautiful artistic cigar smoke filled corner of a linear synthetic city. My Soho. Where store basements drizzle out soft brass and ivory echoes of a mans sad past."
cette musique me plonge dans une telle mélancolie heureuse !!!!! quel talent tu avais , mon frère..... les démons de la drogue n,ont pas empéché ta virtuosité repose en paix , mon ami de toujours
John Claridge, the photographer who took this shot had a nice story about this moment. Here is a quote from the interview I found.: "Chet Baker came in one night in 1986, and I asked him if I could do a couple of shots before he went on. I said: “I’ve got to tell you, when I was 13, I bought the Chet Baker Quartet record with Winter Wonderland on it. Russ Freeman was the pianist … ” And Chet said, “Yeah, he was, in 1953.” He just stopped and stared, going back through his memory. And that’s when I took the picture."
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be deeply grateful.
If I would have just heard the music without seeing the photo I would have thought it was very subtle and contemplative, but seeing the photo too makes it haunting and almost too sad to take.
Still listening to this. Beautiful and makes me cry so for this man. I have listened to you and loved you since the 50's when I was pre teen and now 79. When I am depressed this song knows how my heart feels. RIP and love.
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful.
une ame qui a vite compris, vite ingéré, vite régurgité ce qu'il y a de plus beau à dire, à donner, à consommer, à s'abimer, c'est un instant de vérité, c'est un dernier départ où les adieux sont consommés
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He couldn't play worth beans, and he couldn't sing. He did his best performances with a needle and a dose of heroin. And his track record with women was a mess.
Le talent se voit même dans ses rides... et ça donne envie de chialer... Je commence l'année 2022 et j'écoute du Chet Baker...C'est merveilleux de commencer par lui... Rest in peace sweet friend.
I don't know how I missed this one ! What a gem ! Chet is a giant. The band is great too. I had the privilege to see him in concert the very same year in Nîmes, France, in the Roman arena. A musical gladiator fighting for his life. I didn't realise by then , I was 18. God ! That makes me so sad !
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be deeply grateful.
Me now 58 - love all of past, my roots local/regional - here in Europe. Plus various from Eastern Europe plus especilly Middle East. That's me but he took this on his own.
I played trumpet and Chet was my hero. I tried so hard to sound like him. I realized it was impossible because his sound was the sound of his breathing, with a little bit of trumpet thrown in.
Here’s a cat, a melancholic savant who laid it bare. His phrasing puts us closer to an understanding that there is poetry in a life of quiet desperation.
Mój absolutnie najlepszy, rocznik mojego taty, ale żył o rok dłużej. Kocham obu.!!! Tęsknię za nimi. Nie mogę się pogodzić że są po drugiej stronie, ale niebawem się z nimi spotkam.😢
In 1959, he came to play at a night club in Italy where I worked, his music was magical, Jazz lovers came from allover Italy to listen to this jazz icon, I remember it well as it was yesterday. I had a very extensive record collection and what I cherished most where the years when he play with Jerry Mulligan. Thank you so much to bring back this incredible jazz player.
Incredible that you had the opportunity to hear it
I’ve never had the good fortune of hearing him live but like so many, his music still touches me deep into my very soul. Oh how I envy you your memory.
Just STUNNING X END OF. LISTEN UP KIDS, THIS IS THE REAL DEAL. Do your music by numbers whatever, talent and beauty comes from the soul.
He also played in86 initaly in laiguelia liguria in summertime
Vito Orsi MIO PADRE
In the hush of midnight's shadowed tune,
Chet's trumpet weeps beneath the moon.
Notes like teardrops softly fall,
Echoes of a melancholy call.
In smoky rooms where shadows dance,
Chet's horn weaves a forlorn romance.
A solitary sigh, a lonesome cry,
As melodies of heartache amplify.
His trumpet whispers tales untold,
Of love that's young, and love grown old.
Through muted brass, a mournful plea,
A requiem for lost ecstasy.
A lonely street, a dim-lit bar,
Chet's music drifts like a fading star.
In every chord, a soul laid bare,
A sonnet of sorrow suspended in air.
Each breath he takes, a heavy sigh,
A wistful echo, a muted goodbye.
Through amber notes, the pain unfolds,
A symphony of sorrows, stories untold.
The night embraces the mournful sound,
As Chet's trumpet weeps, unbound.
A ballad etched in shadows deep,
In the music of Chet, the sadness seeps.
Beautiful stuff dude
Picturesque 🖤
Bravo!!! 👏👏👏👏
Bravo my good sir!!!
👏👏👏👏
I tip my hatt off to you. 🎩
🚬🥃🎚️📻🎵🧲🫀🤝
Your poem just tells my soul how a great musitian ought to be remembred, it gave and still does joy to millions Who thanks God they appreciate this Kind of Jazz. Chet Licea in our hearts!!! God Bless Him.
Stunning poetry.
Sitting in my garden in the heart of Thailand,smoking my spliff and mesmorize with chat filling the quiet night between the rice fields. Life is beautiful!
You lucky person
I wish I was there with you.
People say he aged bad. I still find him beautiful in a vulnerable way. I could look into these eyes for days...Thank you Chet.
He didn't look too good, though. No doubt the things he did to himself. There's a lot of sadness in those eyes.
@Unkraut60 Fuck you piece of shit. Walk a mile in another man's shoes why don't ya. Maybe don't 'feel sorry' but have a little less contempt. The lowest junkie is better than a heartless normie
The thing is he once looked a bit like James Dean...
@@doitnowvideosyeah5841 bad thing is that junkies kill themselves. I've seen beautiful guys and girls melted by this fucking drug and this is way TOO pity...I love Chet's music and i feel oppressed every time i think about his addiction and all this stuff...
I think exactly the same, his vulnerability is both very touching and beautiful. Nadia
The picture of Chet above is sad. He is showing the ravages of drugs and age at that time and it hurts my heart, because his music is some of the most beautiful in this world! Chet was clean from drugs for 7 years, but like about 90% of drug users, he relapsed. But Chet never mixed drugs with his performances; he was prone to taking them after he performed, but they aged him dramatically and, sadly, probably were part of why he fell and lost his life at age 58. But his music will always be with us, forever! His subtle, sensual sound was unique and could evoke deep feelings in one's soul!
à partir de 50 ans environ , Chet Baker , en concert public , a commencé à jouer d'une manière très intimiste mais aussi UN PEU TROP minimaliste et a déçu une partie non négligeable de ses fans . Souvent , le minimum s'est fondu dans l'essentiel et ça a été magnifique...... mais ce ne l'a pas entièrement sauvé . Cette fichue drogue a produit ses effets dans tous les domaines de sa vie . Chet en a terminé avec elle , comme avec son jeu : par distraction..........
R.I.P
Great soul, I lost my son at 38, he was tormented, my son play the guitar and painted, but his torment was overwhelming.
This man his music is absolutely beautiful.....!!!!
Chet was movie star handsome in his youth before the drugs wrecked his looks. He was like a good-looking Jack Palance.
The pain that you see on his face is the same pain that you hear. A troubled genius. One of the greatest that ever lived.
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful
@@Manumanu-ul1qd my favorite university is in Florida. You've probably heard of it before. F. U.
You know of many universities and still you end up posting this pathetic drool? What happened to you, you poor soul?
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God rest his beautiful soul, can’t stop listening to him
I’d have done anything to stop him chucking himself out of a Amsterdam window
Just discovered Cher Baker, and awe what a moment! My cats are lounging around while my cigar smoke is flowing around and the coffee aroma is filling the air. What a moment.
It's definateky cat musuc 😏
I am not just moved by his music, but also by all great comments- people find such a beautiful words to explain their feelings.. thank you.
Gentileza gera gentileza .
❤
It is beautiful reading how people craft such lovely words from their feelings about music xxx
At what age did you get into drool?
Chet’s face is a mirror of his soul ; it’s the visual piece of art to his musical one.
Sus ojos tienes una expresion de esperanza , una dulce mirada.❤
A heart singing through an instrument. Nothing more, nothing less. Thank you for posting.
SIMPLY PUT .. EXACTLY.. THE REASON I SHALL ALWAYS LOVE HIS JAZZY .. ALWAYS I CHERISH CHET .. B .. XOXO 🖤💦
@@bevfaria3300 True!
Beautifully said. ♥️
I was very lucky to have a chance encounter with this wonderful, tortured soul and beloved jazz icon back in 1987 when i was attending Aptos Colllege Jazz program under the direction of another very talented and great jazz talent Ray Brown, a trumpet player who had played with such greats as Stan Kenton. I was a young aspiring jazz trumpet player and was enrolled in a jazz combo class. One day during one of our classes an old, haggard looking man came in wearing a cowboy hat and very meager clothes and sat down. He patiently listened to us as he waited for a break to speak to Mr. Brown. I just assumed he was the dad of who I percieved as a weird hippy chick violin player who was enrolled in the class and paid no attention as I continued to play cluelessly to who I was actually performing for. After the class I asked Mr. Brown who the man was and he told me it was Chet Baker. I stood there in utter shock as the Chet Baker I knew and idolized looked nothing like the man I had just seen in pictures from when he was much younger. I was told he had come in to speak with Mr. Brown about enrolling a girlfriend in one of his music classes. I was not only shocked but very humbled that I had not only been in the presence of such a jazz legend but had obliviously performed for and had no idea. The very next day I was down at the local record store looking for Chet Baker albums to add to my meager collection. My biggest regret is that I did not meet the man and tell him how much he inspired me. I will always cherish that experience.
To me, it's one of the great jazz photos of all time.
I’ve been living under a rock. First time hearing Chet.
You should have stayed there.
I just love reading these beautiful comments while listening this pure art, it is such a heartwarming experience !
I played cornet back in senior school. I heard Herb, then Louis, then James and Miles. But when I heard Chet, wow!!! He did what I always wanted to do. This photo reveals his soul !!! So powerful....
How a trumpet can express so much beauty Chet Baker you will always be the best
In the early '60's I worked in London as a pharmacist at Boots all night pharmacy on Piccadilly Circus London. we had a team come in at 8pm to weigh out the heroin and cocaine for the patients with legal prescriptions for the next day's supply, Imagine my shock and horror when my jazz hero stood before me with a chitty entitling me to hand out his daily dose of both, they had to pay of course. It must have been degrading because they had to come back every night near midnight. One addict whose name I have long forgotten, still, if he's still alive which I doubt, owes me ten bob which I lent him there and then to pay for his fix. Different times, different people and I'm still listening to Chet's music.
I think this is the ultimate anti-hero romanticised people want to be, and this is quite a story!!
I went to see him in about 64 at Shelly’s in Hollywood California . I was used to the great photos of him as a very handsome movie star kind of guy. He came on and was missing most of his teeth and looked dreadful but played beautifully
Yes, quite a story, thanks for sharing. Makes us see the dark and sad side of people we like.
@@jazzman668 I saw him later in the early 80's at the Antibes jazz festival, we were on a family holiday and got tickets on the day, he had problems playing the trumpet that night but his voice was still superb. A night I'll never forget, a starry night in Antibes in the summer listening to Chet, life couldn't have got ant better then
1960/ 61...I lived and worked in the city.....Remember so well all the addicts waiting to get their fix outside Boots.....My boyfriend (at the time) and I would talk to them. There was a place to eat nearby, which I believe is now called Garfunkels, where we would sit and chat and pay for food for some of them sometimes. I was 18 years old and it was my first experience of seeing the affects of drugs. I was very naïve I suppose but intrigued by it all. I wonder if I saw Chet and didn`t realise ?? Fortunately neither my boyfriend or I ever got involved in any kind of drugs and maybe seeing what we saw then was a good lesson in what not to do... I have never forgotten the experience .. I spent many nights in the all night underground Jazz clubs , my boyfriend was a jazz pianist....By day I worked for a solicitor opposite the Courts of Justice...So long ago, so many memories......
I don't have an opinion on his looks, I only know how his music moves me some 32 years after his death, I'm literally just hearing this. He's an incredible musician playing from deep within his soul.. Until paradise..John 5:28
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As a former addict myself, and lover of great music, this got my tears flowing. He was one of the greats of the jazz world.
Timelessly beautiful music - thank you for posting.
I was thirty years sober on October 17th but not an addict..However the 3 jazz musicians I admired were all addicts..Cher Baker,StanGetz and Art Pepper..the latter two held up pharmacies to get their gear
LIFE IS MUCH MORE IMORTANT THAN STUPID DRUGS. HOPE THAT YOU FIND YOUR WAY SOON.
You still haven't learned anything, have you.
@@Manumanu-ul1qd Get some empathy man. You're pathetically judgmental.
there are better days ahead...
Saw him live at a club in San Francisco and his sound was stunning!! I’ve seen Miles too. They are both jazz icons. Once in a lifetime. A great gift to us.
That is some of the deepest music I've ever listened to in my 70 years. I LOVE Chet Baker and what he sang and played.....
I've been listening to it for the last couple of days. Stumbled. As always. Maybe I wanted to find myself a 30-year-old.
@@maxsmith-or9so And my 81years. a comrade in horns said "Chet can always find the beauty in every song"
@@williaminglis4754 Over 80 years old and still no hint of wisdom.
At 75 yr...l have seen many jazzmen..miles, mulligan, r.kirk, Hubbard, Harold Land, max roach, gil Evans but l never had the upmost pleasure of seeing Chet which l surely regret.. he was the most beautiful 😢
Imagine 64 years old and not knowing until NOW this music, man I need to look around more.Amazing.
Similar age, similar response 🤔😌
I'm 68 and just found him!
The very best always comes late in life.
Well... some people just have a little bit of luck than others; 45 yo
i'm 21 and this song is so good
If someone asks me what’s going on inside of me, I’ll just play this music.
Wise, Loulou! I can relate to that!
VERY well said. Also check out Miles' Flamenco Sketches. Too beautiful to cry, too painful to sleep. It's another late night for me.
That's very poignant conclusion to make!
If that's the same reason why I'm listening to this, then I hope you don't listen to this much.
Here comes the depressive youth again.
Me encanta leer los comentarios de varias partes del mundo, yo igual estoy en mi patio escuchando a Chet Baker mientras fumo un porrito, que Dios los bendiga dónde quiera que anden
As a trumpet player I can tell you this. His choice of notes was exquisite. He heard things that an every day musician can't. And I understand he had a memory that was genius. A once in a generation type gift to listen to. Listen to how emotional his playing is. Young people today don't get this. Too bad.
His looks? When he was younger he had James Dean looks so its just superficial shit for those who spend time on that.
As a fellow trumpeter myself, I agree with you. His choice of notes is what has always captured my attention. He has a very narrow range (never goes above high C), sort of like myself, but more than makes up for that by his incredible imagination, and ability to use that range in fantastic ways. He hears and plays the coolest things. That was his legacy. I will forever miss him. I get lot's of ideas on improvising from him.
@@9344music5 great phasing.
@@9344music5 Sometimes you can sound great even when your natural"embouchure setting" is not ideal and a never ending struggle to maintain. I wonder if it was this also which drove him to drugs since it would mean he was meeting all the time jazz trumpeters with a natural strong embouchure and much more volume, endurance and altissimo range. Perhaps he wanted to be like them which I could understand.(???)
My father play wiht Chet Baker in 60'.
Ciao pa'!dove sei
Im 34 years old I bumped into this song today 4/24/21 i really never listen to jazz until now , hes music is so relaxing
i came running to my room crying to get away from my toxic father. i opened my laptop to go on youtube to listen to some music, this was randomly recommended to me and i realized that i did not grow up with jazz or knowing who Chet Baker was. my goodness. i really believe music comes to comfort you when you least expect it. the title seems fitting as i am frustrated that i cannot leave my house right now in this pandemicfr. frustrated that i cannot leave my town at the moment. i am thankful for Chet Baker's music. i am now a calmer person, all of this will pass. also reading some of these comments and reading more about his life...he must have been a person so tormented by his emotions that he poured it out into creating beauty out of it for others to enjoy.
Thanks for being bold enough to share your sorrow. This is indeed a beautiful, sad, evocative piece of music. Breathe in, breathe out, find your center. One day at a time. Things always change.
We're all feeling like that. Use the time to listen to this music and do the things you never have time for otherwise. Good luck with the Coronavirus.
So good that you found some beautiful music to lift your spirits. That's been happening to me during this hard time, too. "All this will pass" -- true, and there is always some beauty to be found.
Wonderful sentiments while in Covid lock down.There is so much beauty in jazz discovery with emotive expression and melancholy from such musicians as Chet Baker,Art Pepper,Stan Getz and the likes. Time to chill and contemplate the deeper questions of our existence like what is the purpose of human life: th-cam.com/video/Av-RxPkUYVg/w-d-xo.html
Good for you, lina marr, keep doing whatever helps you; music can make you feel many emotions, but a calming one in these pandemic times, is so important. As a musician since age 4, (all my life) it became my 2nd job; on weekends I'd perform solo or with a group. After a very hectic day in the hospital ER, I could come home and listen to whatever kind of music I was in the mood for to help me unwind, or play the piano and sing, play my flute, whatever would calm me! Music can be whatever you wish to help you, you can choose whatever you wish to hear to suit your mood.
Continue to seek comforting music; you can't go wrong with that. I use music all the time as a soothing mechanism when I need it, as a mood lifter I'll use a more up-beat genre of music but I often return to Chet's soothing music for calming. These times of so many virus deaths are difficult, but they will get better, it's just going to take a while, but we can weather it if we try!
When we are young, Lina, we feel often feel like our parents are the enemy, when they are really just trying to do what's best for us. It doesn't always agree with what you want to do, but when you mature, you will understand. Of course parents get angry, have emotions, and often it's NOT you but something else that's making them feel "toxic" to you that you can't understand. Sometimes love takes a hard turn and it's hard to understand. Good luck to you, hang in there! Keep listening to your music, it helps.
A timeless masterpiece.
It's amazing how one photo bands together so many people. I'd never have thought this photo of Chet would draw so much attention, alongside his music. Good vibes, indeed. Cheers to y'all.
🔥🔥🔥
Cheers
It reminds me of expressions in some photos from the old west.
It's the music that "bands" them together. You could substitute any old photo of any old addict . . . no matter.
Thank you for posting. It's art. Both music & photograph. Chet had a unique sound.
His face shows what he went through in life - his playing shows what he found in life
Beautiful.
That portrait of Chet almost knocked me over. He looks as though he was carved out of stone. And then that beautiful, sweet tone arrives, seduces you and and carries you off to another world.
John Claridge, British Photographer
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This photo brings out the "native american "
Look of a man who understands how man treats his fellow man
The good thing is: he carried himself to another world as well.
@@intuneorange He treated most people like shit, that's not how you should treat your fellow man.
Wait... What If you then listened to his young virgin voice... then you would lose your mind...
Chet Baker along with Miles Davis and Freddie Hubbard are my 3 favorite trumpet players. As good as Chet is on this exquisite masterpiece, let’s not forget the other very talented musicians that play as well. 11-10-23
You can hear the soul of Chet flying from his trumpet during he plays it. ♥
Every week on my way to singing lesson for the opera, I pass the spot where he fell. And take my cap off in memory...
@septembermannen Tegenover Centraal Station bij het begin van de Prins Hendrikkade, zeg maar vlak bij het begin van de Zeedijk...
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful.
This reminds me of a chilly San Francisco night with the love of my life Dougie Boy of 43 years,fog rolling in, windshield wipers slowly flip ..flop .. flip ...flop.. driving through the city from one jazz club neon lights flickering. to the next.. stumbling upon one of the greatest horn players I've ever witnessed.
Chet Baker.
Not only did he influence my music but he left an everlasting impression on my soul..
Thank you Chet.
I was with the love of my life of 43 years
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful.
In the end of Chet's life only his trumpet understood him.
That's got a helluva potential for a musician's tattoo: "only his trumpet understood him"
Chet......Mam nadzieję że kiedyś, gdzieś w innym świecie się spotkamy......trzymaj się
This photograph shows the simplicity, but also , the sadness of the whole wide world .
this song is a work of art
This song reminds me of my childhood and in a certain part it makes me nostalgic and causes me a feeling of happiness
This song is not only music, it is something more than that, it is art. In my opinion, I think that this song represents several things, but among those things is the happiness that we feel within ourselves.
Greetings to all who are reading my comment
cringe... gen z right?
I've been listening to Chet for a while now and this is the first time I have heard this piece. Haunting and nostalgic for me.
Величайший джазмен Чет Бейкер!❤эти звуки неподвластны времени!печальная красота!этого красивого джентельмена!мое глубачайшее почтение и любовь❤❤❤обожаю вас!
Look at his eyes crying for Help. A beautiful but tragic photo with this great music in the background.
Beautiful man, indeed....
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful!
As brilliant as he was at trumpet, I liked his singing and voice even more.
Thanks all.
I listen very often to Chet's music. Beauty comes directly from his pain. Without filter. Pure. Magnificent.
His face was the roadmap of his life.
goddamn
Yes‼️ Riveting...
Una vita non molto felice😔
Well put sir.
Years of self abuse
I had the privilege to listen to him live in Berlin, mesmerizing!
mich hat er mal in den 80ern in spanien(CARTAGENA) sitzen lassen,kam mal wieder wegen drogen nicht über die grenze,war damals füe ihm normal
Well! What an artist. Love this man, love his playing, love his voice.
Every time I get to Amsterdam, the first thin I do when I leave Central Station is to walk to the Zeedijk, just to look at the plaquette at the hotel where he died. And even after hundreds of visits I still get teary.. Especially when I read the last sentence; "for anyone who's willing to listen and feel".. His velvet voice, his whispering trumpet can cut straight trough me, but comfort me and warm my heart at the same time..
Yuck
Have same ritual, but do not come Much to Amsterdam, because i hate the place!
"The eyes are the window to the soul" - Check out Chet Baker's eyes in this photo .
Incredible over 30 years later, we are still listening...his music still speaks. A testament to the legacy of his art. Why we get so little time with so many greats...
30 years? 300 years for Bach and going strong...
There is no other musician who can touch me as deeply as Chet. Inside of my soul kind of touching. Doesn't matter if it's his voice on a vocal tune or his horn, it's the same voice and has the same impact on me.
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful!
The pain and melancholy comes through in his music. You hear his soul and in spite of it there is beauty there when someone allows you into their inner sanctum.
Leave your digestive tract out of this, please.
I saw Chet Baker at Ronnie Scott's probably in 1986. Always one of my heroes he looked ill and sat for the whole performance but his music was pure nectar. Some years later I wrote this poem about him:
Chet Baker at the Prins Hendrik Hotel Amsterdam 13th May 1988 (Version 2)
Only a second maybe two, no more.
How long does it take for a frail body
to fall just two storeys onto wet cobbles ?
Those cobbles mashed your beautiful face
the face that James Dean envied,
the face now crumpled and lined
like the veins in your arms. It was 3.10 am.
Was heroin the constant counterpoint
like some manacled duet, entwined
unable to exist in isolation,
like you the very breath of cool
so cool it froze your skin but not your soul
king of West Coast cool in the 50s.
What did you think about in that few seconds?
How you lost your audience
how the dealers busted you good,
smashed your teeth out
How you came back three years later,
new teeth new gigs, new money
but the same old drugs, same old love affair,
heroin and cocaine in your suitcase.
Memories of your wives perhaps,
high scores, coming down,
how it could all have been different or...
...was the music still in your mind,
just a few bars in those last few seconds
before the end, you can bet it was...
it was always the music wasn't it Chet,
always the music.
John Catanach this is fantastic. Thank you for this.
Thank you, man, That is beautiful. It deserves to be set to music itself.
beautifully written. a work of art.
I didn't expect to read something like that in a TH-cam comment at random. Fantastic.
@@joshistyping Thanks Joshua, much appreciated.
It was said by the coroner that when they did the autopsy he had the major organs of a man was 85 years old. Chet was the human example of a shooting star....he shone as bright a light as anyone in the business...i used to think that the cats who kept putting him down did so because they were scared of his musical vision...his ability to go into the emotions of music where few did before///Yes...Miles did...and Horace Silver...and Brownie ....and Getz did..sometimes......but no one lived in that deep emotional sphere constantly like Chet....that was his abode...he cherished it.....he challenged it....he embraced it..and in the end....it did him in!!!!!
So true. Chet was a tortured soul but he was also special.
Hey Las ! I enjoy reading your story's!! Take care now
Las Latty , very well put. I feel that somehow the chemicals atomise in his sound. This also was there with Art Pepper.
Janis Joplin, the same hUman Shooting Star.
Know who else...the Folk SInger - Townes Van Zandt - Bi-polar, hopeless alcoholic, drugs, demons...awful. Beautifiul singer and song writer, both gone too soon.
Listening to this on a rainy day in October. 'nuff said.
me too
@@dwighthess4935 me too
Still raining here. It's gotten cold now. And it's perfection.
Today. Beautiful!
I love listening to the music of Chet derived from the tormented soul of a man who fell into the trap of bodily pleasures and ended up suffering. I believe he did everything he could to be remembered for his music, not his life choices. For me, he will always remain a great artist with a broken heart.. Rest in peace, at last.
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It's the best comment for me. I think so.
Pure, direct communication between artist and listener.
Great composers say what they mean to say. This is extraordinary expressive.
I can not look at the picture without crying.. this is a tortured soul..
Drug addiction is a hard path, for sure. He did it to himself, but still.
Chet was a gentle soul, a deep thinker, even kinder as his age advanced. But in the midst of the music in his sensitive depths, was a lot of pain, and sometimes it came out in some of his ballads, both horn and vocal. But no one can deny the beauty of that music that came from somewhere deep down inside of him, he gave it to us, and we will always remember him for it, and be grateful he existed in our world!
*was
@@eadghe duh
So right!
This is the sound my heart makes everyday as I wander through the hours. Trying to figure out what my true face looks like under the rain that falls every hour upon my soul being. No reflection exists but for the music , is the only way I can see me
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful.
Distressing photo, sublime, unique music. I was born ten days before Chet, and I'm still here listening to him, and meditating. Deeply.
It can get really hard for someone like him to live in this world.
It can get really hard for somebody like anyone to live in this world
No words, just tears.
Just depths
Su mejores solos lo realizó con Gerry mullingan hermanos en ese sentimiento que es el jazz un grande chet y Gerry .Tato en homenaje
Jazz is a conversation and Chet is pouring out parts of his soul: his playing comes from a pure place unsullied by his problems but perhaps honed by them.
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be deeply grateful.
@@Manumanu-ul1qd you must be extremely sad to sully this music, or try to. God bless you
ist doch wohl die beste Musik der Welt ...ins All damit finden wir Freunde
This should have 2bn views.
This joyous rumba puts me in my happy place.
I love you Chet, thank you for all the peace and calm that I feel every night listening to your incredible music
There's still at least two of us who feels this way.
Did he see the future?! Listening December 2021. Very melancholy. Blessings to all out there from Germany ❤️😇🙏
Alcohol and drugs have destroyed the careers of many Jazz musicians, Chet being one of them. What a disgusting world do we live in?
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful
Are you a poor dunce or am I missing the point of what you are saying? Write clearly what the heck you mean.
takes what it takes for some,.. everything
Terrible harmonie entre cette interprétation et la magnifique photo de ce visage rongé par les excès de vie.
Going to a breakup with a toxic man, listening to this, crying and healing.
One toxic man deserves another!
@@Manumanu-ul1qd What do you mean by that?
The way this future's going, there will be nothing left but to think of the past.
monolith geometry i see this sentence everywhere i go in youtube
Preach, my friend!!!!
I like listening to Chet Baker when I drive my car late at night through empty streets. But I really like listening to his music wherever I am and whatever time it is.
Chet Baker's all around skill is at the top studies at Juilliard Univ at Lincoln Center, well deserved
So beautiful and poignant. Chet at his best. A masterpiece. RIP Chet!
Yes RIP Sean Lock.
He gave everything, drugs took everything. beauty tarnished with sadness.
oui cette tristesse toute à son art emportée par la drogue qui peut-être lui permettait d'aller au plus loin dans la perfection
The drugs never took his soul. His music was amazing right up to his last day.
Jody Evans may i ask where that winnie pooh hedge is? xx
@@vampork Epcot Florida Garden Flower Festival
If I was stranded on an Island and could only have one song to listen to for the rest of my life, this would be it. Oh, and various versions of My Funny Valentine, and about a dozen other pieces of musical nectar of the Gods that Chet evoked from the cosmos.
Chet was an angel sent to us by the universe.
"Soho. That beautiful artistic cigar smoke filled corner of a linear synthetic city. My Soho. Where store basements drizzle out soft brass and ivory echoes of a mans sad past."
Now that is beautiful and compelling writing
The musician playing bass has a beautiful tone.
Flutes nice too
My favorite jazz musician of them all. Pure soul, no abstract theory ( didn't read music) just soul. I am glad he lasted as long as he did
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cette musique me plonge dans une telle mélancolie heureuse !!!!!
quel talent tu avais , mon frère.....
les démons de la drogue n,ont pas empéché ta virtuosité
repose en paix , mon ami de toujours
John Claridge, the photographer who took this shot had a nice story about this moment. Here is a quote from the interview I found.: "Chet Baker came in one night in 1986, and I asked him if I could do a couple of shots before he went on. I said: “I’ve got to tell you, when I was 13, I bought the Chet Baker Quartet record with Winter Wonderland on it. Russ Freeman was the pianist … ” And Chet said, “Yeah, he was, in 1953.” He just stopped and stared, going back through his memory. And that’s when I took the picture."
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be deeply grateful.
If I would have just heard the music without seeing the photo I would have thought it was very subtle and contemplative, but seeing the photo too makes it haunting and almost too sad to take.
Still listening to this. Beautiful and makes me cry so for this man. I have listened to you and loved you since the 50's when I was pre teen and now 79. When I am depressed this song knows how my heart feels. RIP and love.
His suffering was transcended in timeless ways through his gift to reach the soul of people with his music that lives on 🎶
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be eternally grateful.
Honey as sweet as sugar? This one flows.
Touching every pebble going down stream.
"Touching every pebble going down the steam." Never heard that one before. I love it.
Song and image. This is breathtaking.
So much expression in both the Picture and Trumpet... he was an old soul...
ou plutôt une jeune âme qui a vieilli beaucoup trop vite...........
une ame qui a vite compris, vite ingéré, vite régurgité ce qu'il y a de plus beau à dire, à donner, à consommer, à s'abimer, c'est un instant de vérité, c'est un dernier départ où les adieux sont consommés
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The face tells the story, of a humble man who just happend to be one of the Best trumpetplayers of the World.
He couldn't play worth beans, and he couldn't sing. He did his best performances with a needle and a dose of heroin. And his track record with women was a mess.
@@leelarson107 an you are an asshole with No ears
Nicola Stilo on the flute is so beautiful.
Le talent se voit même dans ses rides... et ça donne envie de chialer...
Je commence l'année 2022 et j'écoute du Chet Baker...C'est merveilleux de commencer par lui...
Rest in peace sweet friend.
Merveilleusement commenté
I don't know how I missed this one ! What a gem !
Chet is a giant. The band is great too.
I had the privilege to see him in concert the very same year in Nîmes, France, in the Roman arena.
A musical gladiator fighting for his life. I didn't realise by then , I was 18. God ! That makes me so sad !
We should all be so happy that drugs exist and are freely available: they shortened Chet's life considerably and for that small mercy we should be deeply grateful.
Me now 58 - love all of past, my roots local/regional - here in Europe. Plus various from Eastern Europe plus especilly Middle East. That's me but he took this on his own.
I love his music sadly but at 66 during this pandemic period I recently know him thank you YT. My favorite as of today is Time after time and
I played trumpet and Chet was my hero. I tried so hard to sound like him. I realized it was impossible because his sound was the sound of his breathing, with a little bit of trumpet thrown in.
yes . . and dexter gordon played same . . . william
beautiful description
How strange, my dog came and started to sing along .
Here’s a cat, a melancholic savant who laid it bare. His phrasing puts us closer to an understanding that there is poetry in a life of quiet desperation.
Nailed it!
Mój absolutnie najlepszy, rocznik mojego taty, ale żył o rok dłużej. Kocham obu.!!! Tęsknię za nimi. Nie mogę się pogodzić że są po drugiej stronie, ale niebawem się z nimi spotkam.😢
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