In jazz, if the musicians liked a suit, then chances are they were good cats; the Erteguns were among the best. The ideal of an honest big label exec with a genuine passion for the music seems an anomally in modern times, but Ahmet Ertegun personified those qualities. What a great American story, too - two Turkish immigrants whose version of the American Dream involved helping change the face of America's original art form, jazz. Before we get all up in arms about immigrants and start building fences at the border and such, we should remember that our nation was founded on the backs of hard-working immigrants like the Ertegun brothers. It's what this country is about.
As a related aside, today I watched the DVD Tom Dowd: The Language of Music. The brothers Ertegun make numerous appearances in this fascinating look at a remarkable individual, one who helped pioneer modern recording techniques. Among the many fascinating anecdotes is Dowd's recount of his involvement in the session that resulted in Ornette Coleman's Free Jazz. Apparently, Dowd and company were not prepared for the length of the double quartet's experimentation, and upon realizing that the tape was running out, he had to hurriedly prepare a 2-track machine in order to keep tape rolling. The end result is actually a splice of three tapes, going from 4-track, to 2-track, and once the 2-track ran out, back to 4-track. Dowd recalls telling Coleman and Dolphy what had happened during the recording; both had a "whatever it takes" attitude, and were in agreement that they "nailed" the take and that it likely could not be easily reproduced. One thing becomes quite clear about the man, and that is he knew and respected that it was his job to make sure the tape is running whenever "that moment" occured, even if it meant that meant having to engineer a midnight Charles Mingus session after spending all day working with The Coasters. He had a true respect for the muse and its fleeting nature.
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