Get to know International Vibraphonist Christian Tamburr! In this interview, Christian talks about growing up, inheriting an instrument, touring the world, working with Julio Iglesias, and much, much more! Like what you hear? Buy your tickets at http://thevelvetnote.com/christian-tamburr
By TuKute
Look, everybody knows that The Velvet Note is the hottest jazz spot in town. And with only 40 seats, they fill up pretty fast. Lots of friends have asked me the secret to getting a seat when they’ve all been presold. They say, “Why does she have such a tiny place– I can’t get in!!” I rarely have a problem, and it’s not just because I’m charming and beautiful. Here are my top 5 secrets:
3. Ask for seating at the bar or in the “orchestra”. Despite its limited seating, it’s my understanding that The Velvet Note ALWAYS holds back at least a couple of seats for the unexpected. Where are those seats? At the miniscule bar in the back, or up near the side of the stage. If you specifically request that seating, you have a much better chance of getting into a sold-out show. And—by the way—based on some folks criteria—it’s actually the best seating in the house.
2. Call between 3:00pm and 6:00PM the evening of your performance. Stuff happens, and it always seems to happen at the last minute. Babysitter’s become unavailable… people get sick…people miss their flights…. This is the sweet spot when the club is getting cancellation and your reservation fits like a glove..
1. Just show up. For every show, there’s someone who just doesn’t show up. They’ve paid for their ticket, and something’s come up. Put yourself in the position to catch that lucky unfilled seat by just showing up.
WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED AT The Velvet Note’s OPEN MIC JAM last night?!? Kenyan music star MERCY MYRA took the stage and sang “Just The Two of US” in both English and Swahili! Mercy Myra was part of the Divas of The Nile supergroup, that featured four Kenyan female musicians. Listen here. Oh, by the way, stay tuned for her concert at The Velvet Note on Saturday, March 28th.
JAZZ FUSION WITH AN EDGE! One of the things we love about Thursday Night Open Mic Jams at The Velvet Note is that talented musicians from all over get together to play, and after the jam, there are extensive late-night sessions about music. Thanks to last week’s 2am talk with Berkelee-trained, film composer and jazz pianist Alex Williams (we love this guy!), we have discovered SOIL & PIMP. This talented group of young jazz musicians from Japan lay it down HARD!!!! The horns are prolific, the vibe is benevolent, and this is definitely jazz music you can dance/work out to. Download their CD “Mechanical Soil” and you’ll be glad you did. I’m not a huge fan of the first track, but the rest of the compilation is stellar. Enjoy, and have a great week!
COMING SOON: Avalon, the first full-length album from the acoustic guitar duo of Julian Lage and Chris “Critter” Eldridge, will be released on October 7, 2014. It was produced by friend and fan Kenneth Pattengale of the Milk Carton Kids and recorded 
live from the stage of the 1920?s-era Avalon Theatre in Easton, Maryland over two days last April. The duo’s previous EP, Close To Picture, which focused on original compositions, was an effort to explore, as Eldridge puts it, “he sounds and textures that are uniquely possible on a flat-top steel-string guitar.” Avalon is an unfiltered document of the pair’s live set, a mix of originals and covers that illustrate the breadth of the American songbook as Lage and Eldridge perceive it, incorporating bluegrass, country, gospel, old-time music and jazz. There was no playback, no overdubs, just the duo’s eloquent, in-the-moment musical repartee, all channeled through Pattengale’s discerning ear.
Read the New Yorker article on the Lage and Eldridge listening experience HERE.
Shortly after Avalon’s release, Lage and Eldridge will perform on Friday, October 24th at The Velvet Note Acoustic Living Room in Alpharetta. For more information, go to http://thevelvetnote.com/julian-lage-and-chris-eldridge or by calling 855.5.VELVET.
By TK
I realize that I am a card-carrying member of the lucky DNA club.
As we all know, we don’t get to choose our parents. When the parenting cards were dealt, I was definitely dealt two aces. Both of my parents are alive and well, and extraordinary humans by any standard. My father was the first in his family to go to college, where he earned his degree in physics. He is also one of the organizers of the historical Greensboro, North Carolina lunch counter sit-in. However, you’ve probably never heard of him and he doesn’t appear in our history books. On the morning of the sit in, after staying up late the night before, planning with his courageous friends, my father headed out to report for the first day of his commission as a new Air Force aviator. I don’t know how different my life would have been if he had made the choice to turn his back on his job assignment to sit at the counter, but frankly, I am glad he had the courage to both make change while still following-through on his commitment. A few years ago, a memorial was constructed in honor of those four men and I am proud that my father was finally acknowledged for his little-known role in making US Civil Rights history. He asked, “Why can’t we….?” And even better, he took the heroic actions necessary to answer his own question.
My first memories of my father were as I waited for him to disembark from his jet each week after his flight assignment. He was so slender and tall, and he wore this really cool one-piece flight suit and he walked with just a hint of a swagger. I would stand with my mother at the end of the tarmac strip and when he finally made it over to us, he would flash his humble smile, and I would rise up and fly into my father’s arms. On each flight, the government always gave their crews cracker and cheese packet snacks. The cheese was smooth and orange and processed and came with a little paddle that you used to scoop it out onto the stack of crackers in the adjacent compartment. My dad would save a packet for me, pulling it out of one of the many zip pockets of his flight suit. It was the best cheese tasting in the world because it meant that my dad was finally home.
Throughout my childhood, my parents gave us the best life experiences that they could imagine and afford. Today, I realize how rare and precious that was in a household of six, financed on the modest salaries of a military officer and an elementary school teacher. Every time we moved to a new assignment, they sought out a house in the best neighborhood with the best public schools they could afford. They drove us across the country every summer–like sweaty little band of explorers–so that by the time I was sixteen, I had visited 48 out the 50 states. They paid for the best music instructors, the best teachers and athletic coaches, we had full volume libraries and encyclopedias in our home so that we could read as much as we wanted and answer our queries. They instilled in me a love for reading and learning and exploration that opened any door I could imagine. We went to choral performances and ballets and recitals. We had high quality meals (whole wheat bread, honey, fresh vegetables and fruits, low fat proteins) that were home cooked, supplemented by a morning regimen of organic vitamin and mineral supplements. At a relatively young age, they had four children, and honestly, I don’t know how they did it–I can barely keep a house plant alive! As kids, we were alert, and smart and healthy and active. After church on Sundays, we went to dinner at the best restaurants, and we practiced impeccable manners, such that people would always come over and remark about how well-behaved we were. Mom and Dad taught us how to be hospitable to others, and to be gracious guests when we were visiting others. Our parents were living, non-preachy examples of strong, time-tested, success-sustaining values. Of course, there were the usual battles of will and the normal bumps of teen angst, but by the time I graduated and left for college, I felt that the whole world was open to me, without limits. As I entered through the front door of adulthood asking the question, “Why cant we….?” I was just cocky and confident enough to try to answer my own question.
Today, The Velvet Note is two years old. It’s not just a jazz club—it’s a solution to a creeping cultural dilemma, the result of our asking, “Why does it have to be this way? Why cant we….put authentic jazz in the suburbs?” After two years, people seem to have taken to the idea, and we are grateful that each of you have continued with your patronage, support and accolades. As we speak, we are rated as the top tourist attraction in Alpharetta and the #1 jazz club in the Atlanta-metro area.
Some folks still sneer at the oxymoronic idea of “suburban jazz”. Look, I lived in Manhattan for many years, and I realize that when you leave the city, you leave some of the gritty, steamy, desperate, real feeling of our culture behind. I both understand that city element and I appreciate it. I have no delusions of grandiosity that our safe, sanitized, comfortable, air conditioned, suburban club will ever measure up exactly to the funky authenticity of the hole-in-the-wall urban speakeasy with the rogue sax player out front. Nevertheless, it doesn’t mean we have to settle for a watered-down version of “jazzertainment”, shoved in the corner of a big box restaurant, ignored by patrons as we make our third trip down the Sunday buffet. It doesn’t have to be that way. Suburbanites need (and deserve) real culture too.
I believe that each one of us has a special gift. Perhaps my gift is designing the kinds of solutions that bring together ideas that would appear to be contrary or even mutually exclusive, and have them work in harmony in order to make things better. I’m not sure—I’m still a work in progress, but whatever courage I might have that prompts me to ask and answer that question, I owe a huge heap of gratitude to my dad.
Let’s be honest—most of us aren’t cruising around the downtown streets at midnight, quenching our thirst for culture amongst the urban speakeasies. After all, we have a baby sitter at $20/hr who is still on the clock and clacking down six blocks in high heels to get to a parking garage is not cute. So, we need an answer to the question, “Why can’t we….get real, live music close to home?” Why can’t safe, comfortable, and convenient coexist with authentic, excellent and exciting? The Velvet Note is the answer to that question.
Almost every morning for the past two years, I’ve had the privilege of getting out of bed to go to the best job in the world. I rise, I pull back the curtains, look up at the sky and stretch my arms and ask some variation on the question: “Why can’t we……” And in my head…in my dreams…in my internal dialogue, my dad always flashes his signature humble smile, and answers, “You can.”
To my dad and yours, and to all of the dads in our lives,
Happy Father’s Day!
Marshall Isseks represents a new generation of jazz musicians: young, bold, well-educated, unapologetic artists who firmly believe that the tradition of jazz has a rightful place at the modern-day music table. “As jazz musicians, we are in the moment, a moment that will soon be lost. I feel no compulsion to waste the moment by placating the masses. This kind of music takes time and consideration to learn, but those are the things in life that have the best rewards. Jazz is sexy. It connects directly with people at the most human level, engaging their intellect and senses at once. There’s nothing stale or stagnant about it. At its best, it’s an honest, musical conversation between artists on stage that is always unique and never able to be fully replicated. And yes, I believe that listening to jazz can change the world.”
Changing the world is something Marshall Isseks has thoughtfully considered. Isseks grew up in the small town of Liberty, NY, five miles away from the site of the original Woodstock farm. Liberty is known as hippie town, where a lot of the attendees of the epic Woodstock music event just stuck around and settled down. The second son born to a college professor and an ophthalmologist, Isseks had an idyllic childhood full of support for both music and other pursuits. “My grandmother was a piano teacher, and got me started,” he says. “From there, I had the opportunity to study saxophone, and eventually travel into New York City and catch the vibe in venues such as Village Vanguard and The Iridium. The New York jazz scene was intimidating, and at that age, I wasn’t mature enough to understand what jazz was about, but I knew I loved the energy of it, the fierceness, the honesty. I think that’s a major role of musicians in society, to be very honest with ourselves and everyone else in every day conversation. It makes a difference on the stage.”
Being honest with himself, Isseks decided that he didn’t yet have the chops to make it as a professional musician, so after graduating at the top of his high school class, he headed off to Atlanta’s Emory University to study….philosophy. It was as a philosophy major that he encountered Gary Motley, head of jazz studies for Emory, who reignited his love for music as a career path. Upon graduation and after a brief stint in the entertainment group of Carnival Cruise Lines, Marshall returned to Atlanta to make it in earnest as a jazz musician. Today he divides his schedule between teaching music at Randolph Elementary School and private lessons, as well as pursuing a graduate degree in music at Georgia State University and performing for public and private events throughout the city.
Where does Marshall Isseks the philosopher intersect with Marshall Isseks the musician? “One of the things we inquire about in philosophy is where ideas come from and when we, as a culture, start thinking one way versus another. I think the artist often gets to the truth of that before the philosopher does. I think the best ideas come from a few people getting together to speak their minds. And that’s what jazz is too. You have five different personalities on stage, conversing musically with each other. For me, it is undeniable that the world be a better place if we listened to more jazz.”
Isseks will perform on February 9th at The Velvet Note in Alpharetta. Heading into the Valentine’s Day season, his show will be loosely centered around the question of “What is this thing called Love?” When asked about his own love life, he responds with a shy laugh. “I am still a little shy, although I really do work hard not to be. I live in Grant Park, Atlanta and I keep a busy schedule and I have a lot of friends. I’m not seeing anyone at this moment, but I try to get out every night and find live music in places like Twains on Tuesdays, Elliott Street and Churchill Grounds.” And what kind of woman would capture his attention? “First and foremost, I look for her smile and her ability to carry on a conversation. Beyond that, of course, I am attracted to a woman’s ambition, how she views the human ability to change the world.”
Showtimes are at 7:00pm and 9:00pm on Sunday, February 9th. Tickets are available at http://thevelvetnote.com/marshall-isseks or by calling 855.5.VELVET.
Karla Harris performs her arrangement of Stevie Nicks’ “Stand Back”, LIVE at The Velvet Note (http://thevelvetnote.com) . Says Karla, “There are so few times in life when you’re completely in the moment. But when you are, it’s absolute bliss!”
Karla Harris brings a stripped-down arrangement of the Stevie Nicks tune “Stand Back” to the audience, LIVE at The Velvet Note during her jazz show in September, 2013.
Karla Harris, vocals
Tyrone Jackson, piano
Craig Shaw, bass
Trey Wright, guitar
Chris Burroughs, drums
For booking, or tickets to Karla’s upcoming show on Feb 1st, call 855.5.VELVET
Oh, what a night it was! Thank you to all of the wonderful guests who joined is in the living room for our sold out New Year’s Eve Gala last night. Saxophonist Dwan Bosman killed it with guest vocalist Karen Bryant. Great food, music, dancing, spirits, connections…a good time was had by all. Many thanks to the first-rate Velvet Note Team–a great way to end a great end. Happy New Year!
Currently a resident of Los Angeles, California, throughout his travels Mr. Lesure has performed with many great musical luminaries such as Kenny Burrell, Oscar Brown Jr., Jimmy Smith, Stanley Turrentine, Freddy Cole, Wynton Marsalis, George Benson, Jack McDuff, Les McCann, Carmen Lundy, Oliver Lake, and many others, rounding off an almost endless roll-call of artists that he has shared the stage with. This is Jacques’ exclusive Atlanta appearance and he looks forward to bringing friends and fans the music of his new release: When She Smiles. Showtimes: 7:30pm and 9:30pm. Purchase tickets at 855.5.VELVET or go to http://thevelvetnote.com/jacques-lesure.
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