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2.0 out of 5 stars
A swing and a miss, March 3, 2006
This review is from: Let's Get to the Nitty Gritty: The Autobiography of Horace Silver (Hardcover)
The LAST thing this book does is get to the nitty-gritty. Primarily a string of recollections and anecdotes, this light-as-a-feather book hardly constitutes a proper biography for such an important (and still breathing) figure in the pantheon of jazz. Pastras' research seems to have consisted of going over to Horace's house every Sunday for bull sessions. And that's how the book reads. There are the expected misspellings and typos (Wilt Chamberlin, Carl Burnette, et al) and multiple repetitions of events. The ARE some interesting tidbits buried here as Horace can be quite the raconteur. His story about Dizzy Gillespie's visit to his apartment is touching and his story about being unable to sit in for Otis Spann because he couldn't play the blues in Muddy's key signature was both amusing and alarming. Horace not able to play the blues??? His multiple brushes with racism, drug enforcement and police power are chilling. But mostly the book is a name-dropper's paradise, recounting all of the famous and semi-famous celebrities our boy has met over the past 50 years. He sure has a steel-trap memory! But why he would exhibit such excitement about a chance sighting of a has-been former actress walking her dog in Central Park and then need to recount it in his autobiography 40 years later is beyond me. The curious reader will search in vain for clues to his musical talent (other than tea kettle whistles and the like). Very few of his compositions are even mentioned much less subjected to some sort of analysis. Other than Tyrone Washington, for whom he saves some choice invective, very few of his colleagues are discussed in detail, including incredibly Art Blakey. This relationship should have occupied a full chapter. What about Joe Henderson? Woody Shaw? Bob Berg? The reader is left with a picture of a lonely and fearful man, evidently estranged from his family. (He sees his only son "once or twice a year"!!!) He's uneducated but yearns for deeper understanding. A fine jazz craftsman, Silver contends with eruptions of artism that apparently mystify and ultimately confound him.
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8 of 10 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
GREAT NITTY GRITTY!!!!!!, April 28, 2006
This review is from: Let's Get to the Nitty Gritty: The Autobiography of Horace Silver (Hardcover)
Horace Silver's book reads like a Horace Silver piano solo sounds. This is a down to earth statement about the life and times of a "Jazz Messenger" and survivor of one of the most creative and undocumented eras of Black Music. Horace gives us first hand accounts of what it was like to perform with Sonny Stitt, Art Blakey, Stan Getz, Clifford Brown, Miles Davis, Coleman Hawkins, Lester Young, Big Nick, Lockjaw Davis, Kenny Clarke and many others. His anecdotes, like his quoting of different tunes during his piano solos, are often humorous and relevant to his central theme, the joys and hardships of life and music. I loved the book from beginning to end. I recommend it along with "RACE MUSIC", by GUthrie P. Ramsey, JR, and "Miles the Autobiography" by Quincy Troupe to all who are interested in the history of African American music and history in the post WWII era.
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:
2.0 out of 5 stars
Disappointing, April 24, 2010
I was really looking forward to starting this book. I have quite a few of Horace's albums and really like them and was looking forward to reading about his long career. Disappointingly, I have to agree with one of the other reviewers that there is a lot of listing of personnel in bands for no other reason than listing them. Very rarely do we get any kind of critique or analysis of any aspect of his life. It reads as if Phil Pastras simply transcribed audio tapes of Horace recounting anecdotes and did no more than ensure that the anecdotes were in chronological order. After the first 100 pages I found it to be very repetitive/formulaic - a brief description of a gig/album session, listing of the personnel, Horace is grateful for the life he has. No offence to Horace, but if I have to read one more time about how he 'married Lady Music' and how music is his life... A squandered opportunity, this was a chance to pass something of real substance on to the younger generations from someone who truly forged a unique path/sound in a crowded artform. I was thinking about getting his book on small combo playing but, based on this, I am worried that I'll regret buying it. I think I'll wait for the moment. Sorry Horace.
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