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Wynton Marsalis reflects on the way time flies, as Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra plays a program full of his work
WHEN WYNTON MARSALIS and the Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra play an all-Marsalis program at the Orpheum on October 10, it will mark a significant departure from their usual practice: honouring the giants of the jazz past by reconstructing their music for the jazz present. Keep reading »
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Wynton Marsalis still pushing the boundaries
Wynton Marsalis hates to fly. Actually, he just prefers it when he can get away with crossing land by car or train.
“Oh, I’ll fly if I have to,” says the famous trumpeter, on his cellphone from the back seat of an automobile heading west from Winnipeg toward an engagement in Calgary. “But if I have the option, I won’t. This way, you get to meet all kinds of people, see different kinds of countryside. Where we are right now, I was just thinkin’ that if you came here in the late 1800s, you had to be pretty serious about survival.”
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Wynton Marsalis makes a noise with the kids
Wynton Marsalis, who leads the Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra Friday at the Orpheum, is known for his considerable skills as a trumpeter and bandleader, but he’s delighted to talk about his other role, that of artistic director of Jazz at Lincoln Center (JALC). Keep reading »
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A lovely evening of jazz
What can a trumpet player who is considered by many to be the most important jazz musician of the ‘80s play? Anything he wants. Keep reading »
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Young trumpet sensation sharpens rough edges
It’s Grammy Awards Time - when the music industry recognizes “deserving” artists. Or in other words, when it pays glowing tributes to artists who attract the largest audience and pull in the biggest bucks. Keep reading »
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MARSALIS: Jazz meets classics
LINCOLN Centre, New York City, June, 1983. Wynton Marsalis, a 21-year-old trumpet player was sharing the bill with Miles Davis, a man whom Marsalis had admired at one time, but whose own playing has deteriorated over the years. Davis came out to the cheers of the converted. His band droned through an hour of mushy jazz-rock rhythms while he filled the air with trumpet notes, most of them unmemorable. Keep reading »
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Plenty on the horn
“I’m gonna be who I am regardless of who I listen to,” says Wynton Marsalis, the young trumpeter who has been setting both the jazz and classical music worlds on their ears with his apparently boundless talent and technique. Keep reading »
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Jazz’s monster
In sports, they call guys like Wynton Marsalis a phee-nom. In musician’s jargon, he’s known as a monster. One look at him, and you might wonder what all the noise is about. Keep reading »