THE FAMOUS DOOR DECEMBER 9, 2011
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It takes a special awfulness for an artist to be worth remembering not for the value but for the faults of his work. In American music, few well-established figures went quite so wrong as Stan Kenton, the pianist and orchestra leader whose centennial on December 15 will be recognized by concerts at Jazz at Lincoln, the Manhattan School of Music, and the University of North Texas, which houses an archive of Kenton’s papers and scores. The events are well intentioned, I have no doubt, and Kenton, through the musicians he hired—the arrangers Bill Holman and Gerry Mulligan, the saxophonists Art Pepper and Lee Konitz, the singers Anita O’Day, June Christy, and Chris Connor, chief among them—can legitimately be credited with some responsibility for at least a dozen significant contributions to the history of “cool jazz.” The bulk of his output, however, was blighted by ostentation, gimmickry, and bloat. Stan Kenton gave pretentiousness a bad name.
Desperate to be taken seriously and ambivalent about the legitimacy of jazz as a style, Kenton conflated originality with novelty and importance with scale. In the early ’50s, he gussied up his big band, incorporating symphony instruments, until he was conducting 39 pieces, including 16 strings, woodwinds, and French horns. He named the ensemble the Innovations in Modern Music Orchestra, and he had it play overwrought emulations of the early postwar avant-garde—pieces such as “Opus in Pastels,” “Dance Before the Mirror,” and “Trajectories.” I recommend the music highly to any contemporary artist inclined to monstrosity and susceptible to self-aggrandizement. In fact, I should send a CD to Kanye West.
Bitter about being overshadowed by his African-American superiors in the Down Beat magazine critic’s poll, Kenton sent the editors a now-notorious telegram, grousing of his status in “a new minority, white jazz musicians.” He was something less than sensitive— personally as well as professionally, according to his daughter Leslie Kenton, who, in a memoir published last year, detailed what she described as an incestuous relationship with her father. One need not be concerned with that controversy to see the problem with Stan Kenton. Kenton’s music was monstrous enough.
4 comments
When I was first discovering jazz back in college, Stan Kenton struck me as being particularly ham-fisted and bombastic. And this was from hearing recordings from his '40s heyday, long before he dived deep into pretentiousness.
- zardoz67
December 9, 2011 at 2:34pm
I stumbled across his song "What Is a Santa Claus?" while listening to a Christmas mix the other day. It provided the perfect opportunity to teach my 5 year old daughter the meaning of the word crap.
- Attrill
December 9, 2011 at 5:04pm
June Christy is definitely great. I look at the difference between her work with Stan Kenton and with Pete Rugolo is another indictment of Kenton.
- Attrill
December 9, 2011 at 5:34pm
Sometime in the early-to-mid 70's, I saw Kenton and his Orchestra at Chautauqua, New York. By then, I had been exposed to Ellington, Basie, The Preservation Hall Jazz Band, Benny Goodman, George Shearing. I had come to love jazz music because of this (and despite the disapproval of my poor mother, who was strictly classical music at the time, but took me to see several of these people in spite of her lack of fondness for the music--that's a wonderful parent for you). ANYWAY, we slipped out of the Kenton concert after about 20 minutes. His stuff was loud and unpleasant and his near-constant smile creeped me out. Up to this point, I thought I was the only one who disliked the man's stuff. Glad to know I'm not alone . . .
- lump516
December 10, 2011 at 4:16pm