Basie, William (1904-[1984]), "Count," musician.
Born in Red Bank, New Jersey, on August 21, 1904, William Basie was musically
inclined from childhood. In his teens he studied piano, for a time
with Fats Waller, who also taught him to play the organ and got him into
vaudeville as an accompanist. For a few years he played on the East
Coast and then worked his way west until he was stranded in Kansas City,
Missouri. There he joined Walter Page's "Blue Devils" and then Benny
Moten's band, at the time the leading jazz group in the Midwest.
Soon after Moten's death in 1935, Basie formed his own band with Page,
Freddy Green, Jo Jones, Lester Young, and others. The band played
at the Reno Club in Kansas City and, although it was short on formal arrangements,
soon attracted a considerable following with its driving rhythm and brilliant
solo work. A chance hearing of one of their local radio broadcasts
by an influential jazz enthusiast led to their traveling to New York City
in 1936 and to a recording contract the following year. Engagements
at a series of fashionable clubs, theaters, and hotels quickly established
the band as one of the most popular in the country and recordings spread
their fame throughout the world. A succession of great soloists .
. . and vocalists . . . helped to keep the appeal of Count Basie's music
growing; always it was characterized by the trademark "jumping" beat and
the contrapuntal accents of Basie's own piano. The band broke up
in 1950 and for a year or so Basie toured with a small combo. . . . In
1951 he organized a new big band and immediately surpassed his earlier
success in a number of tours across the county and in Europe . . .
Source: Webster's American Biographies (1975)
From: Romano, Tom Blending Genre, Altering Style (Boynton/Cook,
2000)
Basic Basie
Hunched, humped backed, gigantic
the pianist presides above the
rumpus, his fingers clutch the
chords, dissonance and discord vie
and vamp across the key
board
his big feet beat the beat until the whole joint
rocks, it is not romantic
but a subtle fingering exudes a sweet exotic
fragrance now and then, you'll
recognize the fragrance if you listen
well, this flower blooms and blossoms, till
brash boogie woogie hordes come burgeoning up from hell
blind
and gigantic
Kamau Brathwaite
From: Romano, Tom Blending Genre, Altering Style (Boynton/Cook, 2000)