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Left Alone Revisited

Left Alone Revisited

and I am sweating a lot by now and thinking of leaning on the john door in the 5 SPOT while she whispered a song along the keyboard to Mal Waldron and everyone and I stopped breathing
—Frank O’Hara, “The Day Lady Died”

In February of 2002 pianist Mal Waldron and saxophonist Archie Shepp convened at La Muse en Circuit Studios in Paris, France, to record an album of duets for the German-based Enja label. By this point in their career both men had compiled extensive discographies with many distinguished titles. Some of Waldron’s albums trace back as far as the early days of the Prestige label while Archie Shepp’s first dates include early sessions on Impulse!, when the “New Thing” was in full force. Both men later recorded albums in countless different settings for dozens of labels from different countries. It would be easy to overlook an obscure album by such a prolific pair of musicians. That would be a mistake, however, as Left Alone Revisited is an important and unique release, and the new 2-LP reissue on Pure Pleasure, which was remastered by Cicely Baston at Alchemy/Air, well deserves the attention of any jazz fan.

By 2002 both musicians had considerable experience playing duets. In the case of Archie Shepp, who is now 84, his prowess for piano-and-saxophone duets was already well-known in the jazz community. Noteworthy projects included duets with pianist Horace Parlan on Steeplechase (1977’s Goin’ Home and 1980’s Trouble in Mind), and Looking at Bird with bassist Niels-Henning Ørsted Pederson (1980) is a brilliant distillation of Charlie Parker and bebop. Anyone lucky enough to track down a copy of Duet, Shepp’s 1978 collaboration with Dollar Brand on the Denon label, can testify to the chemistry between those two musicians.

Mal Waldron, who passed away on December 2, 2002, was no stranger to duets himself, with a discography that includes many projects with soprano saxophonist Steve Lacy. It was Waldron’s idea to record Left Alone Revisited, where he would revisit songs he performed with Billie Holiday when he accompanied her from April 1957 until her death in July 1959—and rarely or never played since then. “When Billie died I found it very painful to play any song associated with her,” Waldron explains in the liner notes to Left Alone Revisited. “But now, for the first time with Archie, or maybe because of Archie, selecting the material and performing the songs became for me a joyous time in which I recalled many positive and happy moments with Billie.” More than 40 years had passed between Holiday’s death and the recording of this album, and that begins to explain why Left Alone Revisited is such a memorable album.

Left Alone Revisited
Mal Waldron, Bajones Jazz Club, San Francisco
6/8/87

Until recently, Left Alone Revisited was not available on vinyl, and Pure Pleasure chose wisely by releasing this particular record on wax, partly because the quality of the music warrants the white glove treatment the British audiophile label devoted to the project, but also because more jazz fans should be aware of the album. This edition should get their attention. The gatefold album cover with its glossy sepia-toned black-and-white photographs of the veteran players does justice to the veteran jazzmen in question. Although Shepp plays some soprano saxophone and even sneaks in some growly vocals after his tenor solo on “Blues for 52nd Street,” his main axe here is, as was normal for him, the tenor. What comes through with razor-sharp clarity on this vinyl pressing is the timbre of Shepp’s saxophone with its burnished tone; it sounds almost holographic, as if etched into space. In such a spare setting, restraint and subtlety are at a premium, and you hear every nuance of Shepp’s playing, including the scratchy tones at the quietest moments. Waldron’s piano sounds natural, real, and full, and the clarity of the recording matches the lucidity of his playing.

Some of the music on the record is uplifting and even celebratory. On “Nice Work if You Can Get It” and “Blues for 52nd Street,” it’s easy to imagine yourself in a club in New York City now or in an earlier era. In Shepp’s playing, you’ll hear echoes of Ben Webster while Mal Waldron sounds exactly like Mal Waldron; at this point, his approach hadn’t changed significantly in decades. He plays with extreme focus, and his playing is very precise; he doesn’t use a lot of notes, and when he solos, it’s almost like he’s distilling the very essence of the song. If his role in this project seems secondary, remember that he assumed a similar role under Billie Holiday.

Shepp and Waldron were great ballad players, and Left Alone Revisited contains several such performances that stand out for their artistry and sensitivity. On such titles as “Porgy,”, “Lady Sings the Blues,” and “Left Alone,” these two jazz artists really prove their mettle. It’s become somewhat of a cliché to say, when listening to veteran jazzmen ply their trade, “You can’t teach this stuff in music school.” But we’re going to have to say it one more time here, as these naked and intimate recordings clearly reflect the life experiences of the artists in question. There’s no question that Mal Waldron and Archie Shepp did a lot of living, and you hear it in these ballads.

Left Alone Revisited

I should note that there was one selection on this album that wasn’t part of Waldron’s repertoire with Billie Holiday. It’s a shame the song never got put to tape, as Waldron and Holiday wrote the song together. Plans were hatched to record the composition, but “Left Alone” was created near the turbulent end of Billie’s life, and she died before the planned recording session. The song first appeared as the title track to a Billie Holiday tribute album that Waldron released on the Bethlehem label shortly after Billie passed away. That version is an instrumental, and the melody is played (and quite beautifully) by alto saxophonist Jackie McLean. Waldron went on to record “Left Alone” many more times, sometimes as an instrumental and sometimes in a vocal setting. Perhaps the song haunted him, which would make sense considering the sad history behind it—that and the fact that, as an instrumental or a vocal performance, “Left Alone” is heartbreakingly beautiful. Musically and lyrically, it certainly bears Billie Holiday’s stamp; it’s easy to imagine her singing this song, as I have done many times since first hearing Abbey Lincoln perform it on her 1961 Candid release Straight Ahead. It’s a shame Billie never recorded “Left Alone,” but Waldron ensured that it would live on, releasing numerous versions over a 40-year period. Other artists have been drawn to it as well, and that has been true since its infancy, with performances dating as far back as the early 1960s, when Johnny Griffin, Jeanne Lee, Eric Dolphy, and others delivered their interpretations of the Holiday-Waldron cowrite.

Another artist who was drawn to “Left Alone” was Archie Shepp, who recorded it on the previously-mentioned Duet LP with Dollar Brand, which came almost 25 years before Left Alone Revisited. So Shepp had some history with the song prior to the 2002 record date, and his solo here is riveting. When Waldron follows with his solo, it’s easy to imagine him thinking back to a time when, in a dark, smokey jazz club in the late 50s, Lady Day whispered a song along the keyboard to a younger version of himself. Surely something like that would be impossible to forget.

Jeff Wilson

By Jeff Wilson

This will take some explaining, but I can connect the dots between pawing through LPs at a headshop called Elysian Fields in Des Moines, Iowa, as a seventh grader, and becoming the Music Editor for The Absolute Sound. At that starting point—around 1970/71—Elysian Fields had more LPs than any other store in Des Moines. Staring at all the colorful covers was both tantalizing and frustrating. I had no idea who most of the artists were, because radio played only a fraction of what was current. To figure out what was going on, I realized that I needed to build a record collection—and as anyone who’s visited me since high school can testify, I succeeded. Record collecting was still in my blood when, starting in the late 1980s, the Cincinnati Public Library book sale suddenly had an Elysian Fields quantity of LPs from people who’d switched to CDs. That’s where I met fellow record hawk Mark Lehman, who preceded me as music editor of TAS. Mark introduced me to Jonathan Valin, whose 1993 detective novel The Music Lovers depicts the battles between record hawks at library sales. That the private eye in the book, Harry Stoner, would stumble upon a corpse or two while unraveling the mystery behind the disappearance of some rare Living Stereo platters made perfect sense to me. After all, record collecting is serious business. Mark knew my journalistic experience included concert reviews for The Cincinnati Enquirer and several long, sprawling feature articles in the online version of Crawdaddy. When he became TAS music editor in 2008, he contacted me about writing for the magazine. I came on board shortly after the latest set of obituaries had been written for vinyl—and, as fate had it, right when the LP started to make yet another unexpected comeback. Suddenly, I found myself scrambling to document all the record companies pressing vinyl. Small outfits were popping up world-wide, and many were audiophile-oriented, plus already existing record companies began embracing the format again. Trying to keep track of everything made me feel, again, like that overwhelmed seventh grader in Elysian Fields, and as Music Editor I’ve found that keeping my finger on the pulse of the music world also requires considerable detective work. I’ve never had a favorite genre, but when it comes time to sit down and do some quality listening, for me nothing beats a well-recorded small-group jazz recording on vinyl. If a stereo can give me warmth and intimacy, tonal accuracy, clear imaging, crisp-sounding cymbals, and deep, woody-sounding bass, then I’m a happy camper.

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