KSDS Jazz 88
Your Connection To The Arts In San Diego
Jazz 88.3 OB Jazz Festival
Ladies and Gentlemen, please proceed directly to September 7th and with a permanent marker write in Jazz 88.3 Ocean Beach Jazz Festival. Headlining this year's event will be The Clayton Hamilton Jazz Orchestra. Also on the bill; Kevin Mahogany's Kansas City Revue, The Bad Plus, Brasilia, and The Jazz 88 All Stars. Noon to 7pm near the pier on Newport in Ocean Beach. Tickets and information at objazz.org.
Jazz 88.3 Happy Hour 5/15
Our next Happy Hour will be held TONIGHT at the Park Manor Suites. Music provided by Rob Thorsen bass, Joshua White piano, and Dylan Savage drums. Jazz 88.3 DJs will attempt to balance several appetizers and a beverage. The Jazz 88.3 Happy Hour starts at 5pm, it's free and open to the public. However, you must be 21 or older because we're a nation of laws. Here's how to get there.
We Want That Car
Maybe you're wondering what to with your old car. Tops in the Best Option category is donating that used vehicle to Jazz 88. It can be a car, motorcycle, or RV. It can be running or not. Your Tax Guy can tell you if it's deductible. We can tell you that your donation is good for a one year membership to Jazz 88 if you're not currently a Member. Go ahead and call 1-888-JAZZ-CAR or read the fine print.
Miles Davis, Miles Smiles, and the Invention of Post Bop
Miles Davis, Miles Smiles, and the Invention of Post Bop Jeremy Yudkin Indiana University Press ISBN: 978-0-253-21952-7 184 pages More books have been written about trumpeter Miles Davis than any other jazz musician, leaving authors who want to tackle him with little option other than to present their own unique take on his legacy...
Ben Wolfe -- If I can make it here...
In late October of 1985 I loaded my car with my string bass, electric bass, Polytone amp, record collection, some cassettes a friend gave me for the drive, a boombox, my clothes, a thermos for the enormous amount of black coffee I would drink, a full-length down jacket which I would use for a blanket when sleeping in my car at night and a pile of blankets that would be my bed in Brooklyn. With my belongings loaded I started my journey to New York City. I still remember the strange feeling of excitement I had driving down a familiar 37th Avenue in Portland, Oregon and having no idea of what lay ahead. New York was a very romantic idea to me; it represented jazz--you had to go there if you were serious, you had to go there if you really wanted to learn to play. I moved to New York to play jazz and to learn how to play jazz. That was it. It wasn’t for fame or fortune or anything else. At that point in time, at 23 years old, nothing else seemed to matter to me. Jazz music was my life. The drive was basically five days. I arrived through the Holland Tunnel Sunday morning Nov. 3rd and immediately felt the energy of New York City. I had been here before, having come for a month to study with Cecil McBee, but coming here to live was an entirely different feeling. I knew a friend of mine from Portland, drummer Alan Jones, had needed a roommate and that solidified my decision to move...
