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Peter Pullman The Author
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For seven years I was part of a small creative team at Verve Records that produced, for issue on CD, that label's classic LP releases.
Among the more ambitious projects was a five-CD set of Bud Powell's music. For it, I wrote and edited a 150-page booklet about him. I conducted more than a dozen interviews, some with those who had played alongside him and others with those who derived their inspiration from a distance. My work was cited by NARAS (National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences), in the form of a nomination for a Grammy award.
I then looked to how I might expand that work into a biography. The research ended up comprising more than three hundred formal interviews and more than five hundred informal ones.
I went to Europe several times to do interviews, and other research, and I wound up moving to Paris. (Okay . . . but only in part to live the charmed life of an expatriate writer.) In 2004 I returned to live in Brooklyn, New York, with Joan, the woman whom I then married. We live with two beautiful cats and a lot of LPs and books.
As time has passed, my sense has grown more certain, that Bud Powell was among a select group and at the forefront of a unique artistic movement—and that nothing like him or it will ever be seen again. It has been my greatest honor to learn what I could of his life and his art, and to write his biography.
Among the more ambitious projects was a five-CD set of Bud Powell's music. For it, I wrote and edited a 150-page booklet about him. I conducted more than a dozen interviews, some with those who had played alongside him and others with those who derived their inspiration from a distance. My work was cited by NARAS (National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences), in the form of a nomination for a Grammy award.
I then looked to how I might expand that work into a biography. The research ended up comprising more than three hundred formal interviews and more than five hundred informal ones.
I went to Europe several times to do interviews, and other research, and I wound up moving to Paris. (Okay . . . but only in part to live the charmed life of an expatriate writer.) In 2004 I returned to live in Brooklyn, New York, with Joan, the woman whom I then married. We live with two beautiful cats and a lot of LPs and books.
As time has passed, my sense has grown more certain, that Bud Powell was among a select group and at the forefront of a unique artistic movement—and that nothing like him or it will ever be seen again. It has been my greatest honor to learn what I could of his life and his art, and to write his biography.
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