John died earlier today after being in a coma since June when he suffered a brain haemorrhage.
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Alyn, sad to hear. I see he was 76. Only yesterday I was playing "Four For Trane", one of the truly great albums of that era. I know he did much more but thats where I first heard him.
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I'm just so glad I had the one chance to meet him, as well as attending his last-but-one appearance. I believe, at Cafe Oto. Really friendly bloke, full of anecdotes, and a great entertainer as well as musician.Comment
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According to the best estimates of astronomers there are at least one hundred billion galaxies in the observable universe.Comment
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FROM THE JOHN TCHICAI WEB PAGES/SITE :
"Approaching jazz from a wide scope, Afro-Danish American John Tchicai is a composer/saxophonist whose music is internationally known for its compelling sense of rhythm, drama and humor, its freedom, spirituality, healing qualities and ultimate freshness. He recorded with both John Coltrane ("Ascension") and John Lennon ("Life with Lions"), founded ensembles like "New York Art Quartet", "Cadentia Nova Danica" and "John Tchicai & the Archetypes"; he has composed for jazz & classical ensembles and he records, tours and teaches continuously. John Tchicai is the first recipient of a lifetime grant for Jazz performance from the State of Danmark.
John Tchicai passed away peacefully on October 8, 2012, due to complications after a stroke."
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Really sorry to read this. A few years ago I emailed him via his website about his tenor sax (unlike most tenor players he didn't like Selmers; he played an old Martin instead).
And here's the reply I got:
I have a Martin and a Conn, don't know if you have seen me playing the goldplated Martin. I usually only use it
when the other one is being repaired. I'm not a fan of Selmer, the tone is not open and clear enough. the technique
is good though, quick!
I've been playing a Link *5 metal but now i'm trying out a Berg Larsen 120 metal with the Canadian plastic reed.
best regards,
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