"In 2016, where an always-connected generation screams for attention through new, often contrived definitions of “cool” and surprisingly predictable proclamations of uniqueness, singer and spoken word artist Tony Adamo arrives seemingly from nowhere as a true anachronism: a performer who is authentically “cool” in a timeless, almost reckless way that almost no popular artist today can match." SOULTRACKS
Saturday, December 30, 2017
PR On Tony Adamo & The New York Crew
PR On Tony Adamo & The New York Crew
Straight Ahead The Comprehensive Guide To The Business Of Jazz/
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True hipness is a most elusive substance, consistently pursued, often pretended and rarely captured. But make no mistake, Tony Adamo is HIP (capital letters demanded) in total evidence on his new Urban Zone Records album Tony Adamo and the New York Crew. Now we’re not talking about some snap-brim fedora, hipster chic, cool attitude take on hipness – but the real deal. We’re talking about Miles, Monk and Newk trading fours after hours at the Five Spot, with Frank and Dino knocking back Jack on the rocks while Kerouac, Ferlinghetti, Lord Buckley and Lenny Bruce riff on the world’s absurdity – that kind of hip.
On this knockout album, Tony and the Crew deliver what is essentially eleven short films, each one painting a stunningly visual portrait of a fascinating world and some of its most captivating and compelling denizens. Driven on a soundtrack of explosively spirited and utterly delightful music, the spectacularly imaginative screenplay is depicted through a prism that Tony calls Vocal HipSpokenWord.
Rooted in a style that goes back to Fats Waller through the beat poets, Jean Shepard’s work with Mingus on The Clown, maturing with the seminal hip-hop roots of Gil-Scott Heron and The Last Poets and ripened by Chuck D with Public Enemy, Tony has mastered that entire vernacular to portray his vividly expressive landscapes.
In most cases the musicians on vocal albums are relegated to creating the contexts for the vocalist to shine, but Tony Adamo and the New York Crew is an ensemble in the truest sense of the jazz tradition. While their participation is fully dedicated to Tony’s vision, the only way that vision could be realized would be for each of them to own the music and make it theirs – which they do at every moment throughout this extraordinary recording.
Much of the group from Tony’s previous album – the heavily acclaimed Miles of Blu – are present for this one: Michael Wolff on piano, Richie Goods on bass, Tim Ouimette on trumpet, Mike Clark on drums and Bill Summers on percussion – augmented by the alto sax giant Donald Harrison. Renowned Return to Forever alumni Lenny White (who also engineered the mixing) brings his drum mastery to one track and Jean C. Santalis adds his guitar wizardry to another.
Ouimette, who spent many years with the immortal Ray Charles, provided the marvelous arrangements; and Clark, whose eminent career has blossomed from his original membership in Herbie Hancock’s Headhunters, produced the album – the sixth (?) time he has done so for Tony. All of the lyrics are by Adamo and he and Clark co-composed all ten originals, joined by Ouimette on seven, Wolff on two and Harrison on one.
While Adamo’s vocals do not dominate the time frame – allowing plenty of room for the ensemble to explore and express – they are the heart and soul of this album. Occasionally singing, but mostly verbalizing in his mellifluously potent and impeccably rhythmic baritone, Tony jabs and feints like Muhammad Ali, masters time like Elvin Jones, phrases with the emphatic gospel fervor of Gene Ammons and issues Truth like John Lee Hooker amplified by the vehement fire of Chuck D. - all blended into the singular expression that is uniquely Tony Adamo.
The musicianship throughout is outstanding on every level – fiery, energetic, impassioned, enthusiastic, inventive and absolutely flawless in execution. The rhythm section is rooted by the deeply resonant and deliciously funky bass of Goods, buoyed by the splendid rhythmic vitality of Clark and driven by the boldly inspired virtuosity of Wolff, who also turns in some sensational solos. Ouimette’s fluidly articulate and dynamic trumpet blends perfectly with Harrison’s virile and soulful alto, blowing mightily on Tim’s arrangements and delivering consistently brilliant solos.
The anthology of stories told on this album includes portraits of characters from the legendary to the obscure, and delves into broader concepts ranging from soulful food to Buddhism to Tony’s native New York City - which is actually a featured star throughout the entire movie.
The album opens with a portrait of the under-recognized trumpeter Eddie Gale, whose sixties cult classic Ghetto Music took Donald Byrd’s A New Perspective into the roots of the hip-hop movement. An audacious blend of rollicking horns, rip-roaring vocal, scorching alto and percussive piano culminate in an incandescent Lenny White solo over ostinato piano.
Other portraits include General T, a soulfully poignant rumination on legendary vocal innovator Leon Thomas; a playful sketch of the immortal Pablo Picasso as an avant-garde trumpeter on Picasso At Midnite colored by Ouimette’s coloration and Clark’s sizzle; and a blistering drawing of a mysterious figure embellished by articulately simmering harmon-muted trumpet on Wisdom of Oz.
Giants of jazz get their turn as well. Eddie Harris is remembered on Listen Here Listen Up, a deliciously funky and sanctified extension of Eddie’s classic original, with a deeply grooved Harrison solo and with Tony and Wolff distinctly giving Les McCann his props as well. Art Blakey and his own notorious Jazz Messengers get their due on Messengers Burnin, a nicely syncopated sizzler in pure Blakey mode in Bu’s signature uncomplicated 4/4 drive that swings like a mutha. A short nod to Bird and Diz on To Bop or Not to Be is a succinct and delectable instrumental trio of alto, muted trumpet and drums.
More abstract themes are explored on You Gotta B Fly, a straightforward mid-tempo jaunt with Tony singing from the Eddie Jefferson angle before launching into his rap, Santalis plucking some gutty twang in his short solo, all stoked by Summers’ sparkling percussion. Summers’ congas also put the burn under Mama’s Meat Pies, a straight-up swinger with rollicking piano, a vibrantly woody bass solo, burning alto and an alto/muted trumpet duet that recalls some of that Ornette/Don Cherry special brand of swing.
Harrison’s deeply soulful alto speaks in Hank Crawford’s dialect as he introduces Tony’s talking blues over an emphatically deliberate funky bass walk on Buddhist Blues, preaching high realities in lowdown fashion. And the leading player in this cinematic feast is vividly portrayed in incandescent style on City Swings, a paean to the incomparable New York City with sinuous unison lines, scalding trumpet, blazing alto and shimmering piano bridging Tony’s portrayal depicted with the inherent passion only a knowledgeable lover could bring.
Tony Adamo and the New York Crew is not only a breath of fresh or in today’s musical world, it’s an entirely new atmosphere that will refresh and uplift the head, the heart and the soul.
Straight Ahead The Comprehensive Guide To The Business Of Jazz/
https://store.cdbaby.com/
True hipness is a most elusive substance, consistently pursued, often pretended and rarely captured. But make no mistake, Tony Adamo is HIP (capital letters demanded) in total evidence on his new Urban Zone Records album Tony Adamo and the New York Crew. Now we’re not talking about some snap-brim fedora, hipster chic, cool attitude take on hipness – but the real deal. We’re talking about Miles, Monk and Newk trading fours after hours at the Five Spot, with Frank and Dino knocking back Jack on the rocks while Kerouac, Ferlinghetti, Lord Buckley and Lenny Bruce riff on the world’s absurdity – that kind of hip.
On this knockout album, Tony and the Crew deliver what is essentially eleven short films, each one painting a stunningly visual portrait of a fascinating world and some of its most captivating and compelling denizens. Driven on a soundtrack of explosively spirited and utterly delightful music, the spectacularly imaginative screenplay is depicted through a prism that Tony calls Vocal HipSpokenWord.
Rooted in a style that goes back to Fats Waller through the beat poets, Jean Shepard’s work with Mingus on The Clown, maturing with the seminal hip-hop roots of Gil-Scott Heron and The Last Poets and ripened by Chuck D with Public Enemy, Tony has mastered that entire vernacular to portray his vividly expressive landscapes.
In most cases the musicians on vocal albums are relegated to creating the contexts for the vocalist to shine, but Tony Adamo and the New York Crew is an ensemble in the truest sense of the jazz tradition. While their participation is fully dedicated to Tony’s vision, the only way that vision could be realized would be for each of them to own the music and make it theirs – which they do at every moment throughout this extraordinary recording.
Much of the group from Tony’s previous album – the heavily acclaimed Miles of Blu – are present for this one: Michael Wolff on piano, Richie Goods on bass, Tim Ouimette on trumpet, Mike Clark on drums and Bill Summers on percussion – augmented by the alto sax giant Donald Harrison. Renowned Return to Forever alumni Lenny White (who also engineered the mixing) brings his drum mastery to one track and Jean C. Santalis adds his guitar wizardry to another.
Ouimette, who spent many years with the immortal Ray Charles, provided the marvelous arrangements; and Clark, whose eminent career has blossomed from his original membership in Herbie Hancock’s Headhunters, produced the album – the sixth (?) time he has done so for Tony. All of the lyrics are by Adamo and he and Clark co-composed all ten originals, joined by Ouimette on seven, Wolff on two and Harrison on one.
While Adamo’s vocals do not dominate the time frame – allowing plenty of room for the ensemble to explore and express – they are the heart and soul of this album. Occasionally singing, but mostly verbalizing in his mellifluously potent and impeccably rhythmic baritone, Tony jabs and feints like Muhammad Ali, masters time like Elvin Jones, phrases with the emphatic gospel fervor of Gene Ammons and issues Truth like John Lee Hooker amplified by the vehement fire of Chuck D. - all blended into the singular expression that is uniquely Tony Adamo.
The musicianship throughout is outstanding on every level – fiery, energetic, impassioned, enthusiastic, inventive and absolutely flawless in execution. The rhythm section is rooted by the deeply resonant and deliciously funky bass of Goods, buoyed by the splendid rhythmic vitality of Clark and driven by the boldly inspired virtuosity of Wolff, who also turns in some sensational solos. Ouimette’s fluidly articulate and dynamic trumpet blends perfectly with Harrison’s virile and soulful alto, blowing mightily on Tim’s arrangements and delivering consistently brilliant solos.
The anthology of stories told on this album includes portraits of characters from the legendary to the obscure, and delves into broader concepts ranging from soulful food to Buddhism to Tony’s native New York City - which is actually a featured star throughout the entire movie.
The album opens with a portrait of the under-recognized trumpeter Eddie Gale, whose sixties cult classic Ghetto Music took Donald Byrd’s A New Perspective into the roots of the hip-hop movement. An audacious blend of rollicking horns, rip-roaring vocal, scorching alto and percussive piano culminate in an incandescent Lenny White solo over ostinato piano.
Other portraits include General T, a soulfully poignant rumination on legendary vocal innovator Leon Thomas; a playful sketch of the immortal Pablo Picasso as an avant-garde trumpeter on Picasso At Midnite colored by Ouimette’s coloration and Clark’s sizzle; and a blistering drawing of a mysterious figure embellished by articulately simmering harmon-muted trumpet on Wisdom of Oz.
Giants of jazz get their turn as well. Eddie Harris is remembered on Listen Here Listen Up, a deliciously funky and sanctified extension of Eddie’s classic original, with a deeply grooved Harrison solo and with Tony and Wolff distinctly giving Les McCann his props as well. Art Blakey and his own notorious Jazz Messengers get their due on Messengers Burnin, a nicely syncopated sizzler in pure Blakey mode in Bu’s signature uncomplicated 4/4 drive that swings like a mutha. A short nod to Bird and Diz on To Bop or Not to Be is a succinct and delectable instrumental trio of alto, muted trumpet and drums.
More abstract themes are explored on You Gotta B Fly, a straightforward mid-tempo jaunt with Tony singing from the Eddie Jefferson angle before launching into his rap, Santalis plucking some gutty twang in his short solo, all stoked by Summers’ sparkling percussion. Summers’ congas also put the burn under Mama’s Meat Pies, a straight-up swinger with rollicking piano, a vibrantly woody bass solo, burning alto and an alto/muted trumpet duet that recalls some of that Ornette/Don Cherry special brand of swing.
Harrison’s deeply soulful alto speaks in Hank Crawford’s dialect as he introduces Tony’s talking blues over an emphatically deliberate funky bass walk on Buddhist Blues, preaching high realities in lowdown fashion. And the leading player in this cinematic feast is vividly portrayed in incandescent style on City Swings, a paean to the incomparable New York City with sinuous unison lines, scalding trumpet, blazing alto and shimmering piano bridging Tony’s portrayal depicted with the inherent passion only a knowledgeable lover could bring.
Tony Adamo and the New York Crew is not only a breath of fresh or in today’s musical world, it’s an entirely new atmosphere that will refresh and uplift the head, the heart and the soul.
Jazz On The Tube/Tony Adamo
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"Art is one of the only places left where we can truly be free and discuss whatever difficult topics there are."/Tony Adamo
"Art is one of the only places left where we can truly be free and discuss whatever difficult topics there are."
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Sex In A Saucer/Tony Adamo
https://fineartamerica.com/featured/sex-in-a-saucer-tony-adamo.html
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Wednesday, December 27, 2017
PR On Tony Adamo & The New York Crew Straight Ahead The Comprehensive Guide To The Business Of Jazz
PR On Tony Adamo & The New York Crew
Straight Ahead The Comprehensive Guide To The Business Of Jazz
https://store.cdbaby.com/cd/tonyadamoandthenewyorkcr
True hipness is a most elusive substance, consistently pursued, often pretended and rarely captured. But make no mistake, Tony Adamo is HIP (capital letters demanded) in total evidence on his new Urban Zone Records album Tony Adamo and the New York Crew. Now we’re not talking about some snap-brim fedora, hipster chic, cool attitude take on hipness – but the real deal. We’re talking about Miles, Monk and Newk trading fours after hours at the Five Spot, with Frank and Dino knocking back Jack on the rocks while Kerouac, Ferlinghetti, Lord Buckley and Lenny Bruce riff on the world’s absurdity – that kind of hip.
On this knockout album, Tony and the Crew deliver what is essentially eleven short films, each one painting a stunningly visual portrait of a fascinating world and some of its most captivating and compelling denizens. Driven on a soundtrack of explosively spirited and utterly delightful music, the spectacularly imaginative screenplay is depicted through a prism that Tony calls Vocal HipSpokenWord.
Rooted in a style that goes back to Fats Waller through the beat poets, Jean Shepard’s work with Mingus on The Clown, maturing with the seminal hip-hop roots of Gil-Scott Heron and The Last Poets and ripened by Chuck D with Public Enemy, Tony has mastered that entire vernacular to portray his vividly expressive landscapes.
In most cases the musicians on vocal albums are relegated to creating the contexts for the vocalist to shine, but Tony Adamo and the New York Crew is an ensemble in the truest sense of the jazz tradition. While their participation is fully dedicated to Tony’s vision, the only way that vision could be realized would be for each of them to own the music and make it theirs – which they do at every moment throughout this extraordinary recording.
Much of the group from Tony’s previous album – the heavily acclaimed Miles of Blu – are present for this one: Michael Wolff on piano, Richie Goods on bass, Tim Ouimette on trumpet, Mike Clark on drums and Bill Summers on percussion – augmented by the alto sax giant Donald Harrison. Renowned Return to Forever alumni Lenny White (who also engineered the mixing) brings his drum mastery to one track and Jean C. Santalis adds his guitar wizardry to another.
Ouimette, who spent many years with the immortal Ray Charles, provided the marvelous arrangements; and Clark, whose eminent career has blossomed from his original membership in Herbie Hancock’s Headhunters, produced the album – the sixth (?) time he has done so for Tony. All of the lyrics are by Adamo and he and Clark co-composed all ten originals, joined by Ouimette on seven, Wolff on two and Harrison on one.
While Adamo’s vocals do not dominate the time frame – allowing plenty of room for the ensemble to explore and express – they are the heart and soul of this album. Occasionally singing, but mostly verbalizing in his mellifluously potent and impeccably rhythmic baritone, Tony jabs and feints like Muhammad Ali, masters time like Elvin Jones, phrases with the emphatic gospel fervor of Gene Ammons and issues Truth like John Lee Hooker amplified by the vehement fire of Chuck D. - all blended into the singular expression that is uniquely Tony Adamo.
The musicianship throughout is outstanding on every level – fiery, energetic, impassioned, enthusiastic, inventive and absolutely flawless in execution. The rhythm section is rooted by the deeply resonant and deliciously funky bass of Goods, buoyed by the splendid rhythmic vitality of Clark and driven by the boldly inspired virtuosity of Wolff, who also turns in some sensational solos. Ouimette’s fluidly articulate and dynamic trumpet blends perfectly with Harrison’s virile and soulful alto, blowing mightily on Tim’s arrangements and delivering consistently brilliant solos.
The anthology of stories told on this album includes portraits of characters from the legendary to the obscure, and delves into broader concepts ranging from soulful food to Buddhism to Tony’s native New York City - which is actually a featured star throughout the entire movie.
The album opens with a portrait of the under-recognized trumpeter Eddie Gale, whose sixties cult classic Ghetto Music took Donald Byrd’s A New Perspective into the roots of the hip-hop movement. An audacious blend of rollicking horns, rip-roaring vocal, scorching alto and percussive piano culminate in an incandescent Lenny White solo over ostinato piano.
Other portraits include General T, a soulfully poignant rumination on legendary vocal innovator Leon Thomas; a playful sketch of the immortal Pablo Picasso as an avant-garde trumpeter on Picasso At Midnite colored by Ouimette’s coloration and Clark’s sizzle; and a blistering drawing of a mysterious figure embellished by articulately simmering harmon-muted trumpet on Wisdom of Oz.
Giants of jazz get their turn as well. Eddie Harris is remembered on Listen Here Listen Up, a deliciously funky and sanctified extension of Eddie’s classic original, with a deeply grooved Harrison solo and with Tony and Wolff distinctly giving Les McCann his props as well. Art Blakey and his own notorious Jazz Messengers get their due on Messengers Burnin, a nicely syncopated sizzler in pure Blakey mode in Bu’s signature uncomplicated 4/4 drive that swings like a mutha. A short nod to Bird and Diz on To Bop or Not to Be is a succinct and delectable instrumental trio of alto, muted trumpet and drums.
More abstract themes are explored on You Gotta B Fly, a straightforward mid-tempo jaunt with Tony singing from the Eddie Jefferson angle before launching into his rap, Santalis plucking some gutty twang in his short solo, all stoked by Summers’ sparkling percussion. Summers’ congas also put the burn under Mama’s Meat Pies, a straight-up swinger with rollicking piano, a vibrantly woody bass solo, burning alto and an alto/muted trumpet duet that recalls some of that Ornette/Don Cherry special brand of swing.
Harrison’s deeply soulful alto speaks in Hank Crawford’s dialect as he introduces Tony’s talking blues over an emphatically deliberate funky bass walk on Buddhist Blues, preaching high realities in lowdown fashion. And the leading player in this cinematic feast is vividly portrayed in incandescent style on City Swings, a paean to the incomparable New York City with sinuous unison lines, scalding trumpet, blazing alto and shimmering piano bridging Tony’s portrayal depicted with the inherent passion only a knowledgeable lover could bring.
Tony Adamo and the New York Crew is not only a breath of fresh or in today’s musical world, it’s an entirely new atmosphere that will refresh and uplift the head, the heart and the soul.
Straight Ahead The Comprehensive Guide To The Business Of Jazz
https://store.cdbaby.com/cd/tonyadamoandthenewyorkcr
True hipness is a most elusive substance, consistently pursued, often pretended and rarely captured. But make no mistake, Tony Adamo is HIP (capital letters demanded) in total evidence on his new Urban Zone Records album Tony Adamo and the New York Crew. Now we’re not talking about some snap-brim fedora, hipster chic, cool attitude take on hipness – but the real deal. We’re talking about Miles, Monk and Newk trading fours after hours at the Five Spot, with Frank and Dino knocking back Jack on the rocks while Kerouac, Ferlinghetti, Lord Buckley and Lenny Bruce riff on the world’s absurdity – that kind of hip.
On this knockout album, Tony and the Crew deliver what is essentially eleven short films, each one painting a stunningly visual portrait of a fascinating world and some of its most captivating and compelling denizens. Driven on a soundtrack of explosively spirited and utterly delightful music, the spectacularly imaginative screenplay is depicted through a prism that Tony calls Vocal HipSpokenWord.
Rooted in a style that goes back to Fats Waller through the beat poets, Jean Shepard’s work with Mingus on The Clown, maturing with the seminal hip-hop roots of Gil-Scott Heron and The Last Poets and ripened by Chuck D with Public Enemy, Tony has mastered that entire vernacular to portray his vividly expressive landscapes.
In most cases the musicians on vocal albums are relegated to creating the contexts for the vocalist to shine, but Tony Adamo and the New York Crew is an ensemble in the truest sense of the jazz tradition. While their participation is fully dedicated to Tony’s vision, the only way that vision could be realized would be for each of them to own the music and make it theirs – which they do at every moment throughout this extraordinary recording.
Much of the group from Tony’s previous album – the heavily acclaimed Miles of Blu – are present for this one: Michael Wolff on piano, Richie Goods on bass, Tim Ouimette on trumpet, Mike Clark on drums and Bill Summers on percussion – augmented by the alto sax giant Donald Harrison. Renowned Return to Forever alumni Lenny White (who also engineered the mixing) brings his drum mastery to one track and Jean C. Santalis adds his guitar wizardry to another.
Ouimette, who spent many years with the immortal Ray Charles, provided the marvelous arrangements; and Clark, whose eminent career has blossomed from his original membership in Herbie Hancock’s Headhunters, produced the album – the sixth (?) time he has done so for Tony. All of the lyrics are by Adamo and he and Clark co-composed all ten originals, joined by Ouimette on seven, Wolff on two and Harrison on one.
While Adamo’s vocals do not dominate the time frame – allowing plenty of room for the ensemble to explore and express – they are the heart and soul of this album. Occasionally singing, but mostly verbalizing in his mellifluously potent and impeccably rhythmic baritone, Tony jabs and feints like Muhammad Ali, masters time like Elvin Jones, phrases with the emphatic gospel fervor of Gene Ammons and issues Truth like John Lee Hooker amplified by the vehement fire of Chuck D. - all blended into the singular expression that is uniquely Tony Adamo.
The musicianship throughout is outstanding on every level – fiery, energetic, impassioned, enthusiastic, inventive and absolutely flawless in execution. The rhythm section is rooted by the deeply resonant and deliciously funky bass of Goods, buoyed by the splendid rhythmic vitality of Clark and driven by the boldly inspired virtuosity of Wolff, who also turns in some sensational solos. Ouimette’s fluidly articulate and dynamic trumpet blends perfectly with Harrison’s virile and soulful alto, blowing mightily on Tim’s arrangements and delivering consistently brilliant solos.
The anthology of stories told on this album includes portraits of characters from the legendary to the obscure, and delves into broader concepts ranging from soulful food to Buddhism to Tony’s native New York City - which is actually a featured star throughout the entire movie.
The album opens with a portrait of the under-recognized trumpeter Eddie Gale, whose sixties cult classic Ghetto Music took Donald Byrd’s A New Perspective into the roots of the hip-hop movement. An audacious blend of rollicking horns, rip-roaring vocal, scorching alto and percussive piano culminate in an incandescent Lenny White solo over ostinato piano.
Other portraits include General T, a soulfully poignant rumination on legendary vocal innovator Leon Thomas; a playful sketch of the immortal Pablo Picasso as an avant-garde trumpeter on Picasso At Midnite colored by Ouimette’s coloration and Clark’s sizzle; and a blistering drawing of a mysterious figure embellished by articulately simmering harmon-muted trumpet on Wisdom of Oz.
Giants of jazz get their turn as well. Eddie Harris is remembered on Listen Here Listen Up, a deliciously funky and sanctified extension of Eddie’s classic original, with a deeply grooved Harrison solo and with Tony and Wolff distinctly giving Les McCann his props as well. Art Blakey and his own notorious Jazz Messengers get their due on Messengers Burnin, a nicely syncopated sizzler in pure Blakey mode in Bu’s signature uncomplicated 4/4 drive that swings like a mutha. A short nod to Bird and Diz on To Bop or Not to Be is a succinct and delectable instrumental trio of alto, muted trumpet and drums.
More abstract themes are explored on You Gotta B Fly, a straightforward mid-tempo jaunt with Tony singing from the Eddie Jefferson angle before launching into his rap, Santalis plucking some gutty twang in his short solo, all stoked by Summers’ sparkling percussion. Summers’ congas also put the burn under Mama’s Meat Pies, a straight-up swinger with rollicking piano, a vibrantly woody bass solo, burning alto and an alto/muted trumpet duet that recalls some of that Ornette/Don Cherry special brand of swing.
Harrison’s deeply soulful alto speaks in Hank Crawford’s dialect as he introduces Tony’s talking blues over an emphatically deliberate funky bass walk on Buddhist Blues, preaching high realities in lowdown fashion. And the leading player in this cinematic feast is vividly portrayed in incandescent style on City Swings, a paean to the incomparable New York City with sinuous unison lines, scalding trumpet, blazing alto and shimmering piano bridging Tony’s portrayal depicted with the inherent passion only a knowledgeable lover could bring.
Tony Adamo and the New York Crew is not only a breath of fresh or in today’s musical world, it’s an entirely new atmosphere that will refresh and uplift the head, the heart and the soul.
Tuesday, December 26, 2017
Marshall Mcluhan Blog on Leonardo Da Vinci.. Gets It wrong/Tony Adamo
Marshall Mcluhan Blog on Leonardo Da Vinci.. Gets It wrong/Tony Adamo
Tony Adamo Jazz Musician said...
Marshall Mcluhan got it all wrong in saying."Let’s be clear that it was Leonardo himself (not Freud) who described his own infantile fantasy of being approached by a large bird (“nibbio”, kite, hawk, etc., rather than a vulture as Freud labeled it) and that the nibbio tried repeatedly to thrust its coda (tail, penis) into his mouth." Fact Check:"Freud got off to a stumbling start by using a poor German translation of Leonardo's note that mistakenly called a bird a vulture rather than a kite(bird) This sent Freud into a long tangential explanation about symbolism of vultures in ancient Egypt and the etymological relationship of the words for vulture and mother,all of which was irrelevant and, Freud later admitted, very embarrassing.
Tony Adamo Jazz Musician
Tony Adamo Jazz Musician said...
Marshall Mcluhan got it all wrong in saying."Let’s be clear that it was Leonardo himself (not Freud) who described his own infantile fantasy of being approached by a large bird (“nibbio”, kite, hawk, etc., rather than a vulture as Freud labeled it) and that the nibbio tried repeatedly to thrust its coda (tail, penis) into his mouth." Fact Check:"Freud got off to a stumbling start by using a poor German translation of Leonardo's note that mistakenly called a bird a vulture rather than a kite(bird) This sent Freud into a long tangential explanation about symbolism of vultures in ancient Egypt and the etymological relationship of the words for vulture and mother,all of which was irrelevant and, Freud later admitted, very embarrassing.
Tony Adamo Jazz Musician
December 26, 2017 at 2:23 PM
Monday, December 25, 2017
It's more than being positive... It's my life style/Tony Adamo
https://fineartamerica.com/profiles/tony-adamo.html
It's more than being positive. It's my life style.
I'm dyslexic and colorblind. I create my art work to help me with the music I write and perform. I don't see colors as the normal person sees them. I can't tell the difference between the many shades of brown, green, blue or purple. Lavender and light blue look the same to me. At times red looks brown or brown looks red all depending on the light of the day. At night it is worse. But dig this. Night or day I have no problem with stop lights.
Having dyslexia has given me an insight which I can't explain. It's a navigation tool to turn the negative into the positive. Dyslexia has been most beneficial in writing my lyrics and performing spoken word. Sometimes while reading a book or the NY Times I'll see a word in my mind that is not the word in print. To me in some cases it turns out to be a better word than what was used in the written sentence. I'll take that one word and rework it into my lyrics and spoken word. To the people of the world who are either dyslexic or colorblind or both, don't despair. It is gift that opens up different pathways into the world of writing or the arts. Just remember, there is nothing you can't do or get done. Tony Roc Adamo..
Sunday, December 17, 2017
Jazz Downloads: Top 200 All Time/Allaboutjazz...Tony Adamo
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The brain of artificial intelligence/Tony Adamo
https://www.nytimes.com/
Robot-Proofing Your Child's Future
Tony Adamo.. Birth of The Cool
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Tony Adamo - Jazz & the Spoken Word
Tony Adamo-vocals, Mike Clark-drums, Wayne Delacruz-Hammond Organ, Chris Pimentel-guitar
There Is No Freedom On FACEBOOK.... Tony Adamo
Tony Adamo...
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Monday, December 11, 2017
Roger Smith Tower of Power.. Tony Adamo Singer/Songwriter
Roger Smith Tower of Power..
Tony Adamo Singer/Songwriter
Rain Man "Make It Rain Love My Way"
ADAMO/SMITH
Now at over 66,000 Downloads
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Ayo People, If Ya Can't Stand The Heat... Get The Hell off of FACEBOOK/tony adamo
Ayo People, If Ya Can't Stand The Heat... Get The Hell off of FACEBOOK
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