Mike Davis (trumpet, vocals); Jim Fryer (trombone); Ricky Alexander (clarinet); Glenn Crytzer (guitar, banjo, vocals); Jay Rattman (bass saxophone); Jay Lepley (drums)
Two thirty in the afternoon in New York, seven thirty in the evening in Newcastle upon Tyne. 26° in NYC, 8° in Newcastle - where would you rather be? Well, thanks to the musician's new-found friend - the live stream - we were transported for one hour only to the city that never sleeps as band leader Glenn Crytzer presented another in his series of Courtyard Concert sessions.
No. 8 - or should that be #8? - in the series from the alleyway below his NYC apartment featured a fine sextet with a couple of the guys well-known to patrons of Mike Durham's International Classic Jazz Party...Messrs Mike Davis and Jim Fryer. Glenn Crytzer runs a big band in the Big Apple, not exactly the ideal sized unit when hustling for a gig in these pandemic times. So, a sextet it was, and, a few early sound issues aside, this turned out to be a rather good session comprising a host of popular numbers from the 20s and 30s.
The Charleston, There ain't no Sweet Man Worth the Salt of my Tears (Crytzer taking a first vocal of the afternoon), Doin' the New Lowdown, the first three numbers. A distracting echo on the live stream was soon rectified and from there on in the sound proved to be just fine. In these Covid-19 times Jim Fryer periodically wore a face covering, drummer Jay Lepley donning a mask throughout. Trumpeter Davis (superb articulation) and clarinetist Ricky Alexander were occupied blowing their respective horns, similarly Jay Rattman had his hands full in the engine room wielding his bass saxophone alongside Lepley.
Way Down Yonder in New Orleans took us from New York to Louisiana, Mike Davis sang a verse on Blue River and Crytzer followed up singing Blue Skies. Some numbers are guaranteed winners and Crytzer wisely chose St Louis Blues, it was a winner! The hour was flying by, time for Crytzer to plug his PayPal account: Glenn@GlennCrytzer.com - and look at his phone to see who was tuned-in our man exclaimed: A lotta cats out there!
Time was nearly up, time for Jazz Me Blues (Fryer having a blast, so too Ricky Alexander) then I'm Looking Over a Four Leaf Clover positively motored. A good way to end a session all the way from NYC.
Russell
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