Organissimo Should Record the Fictional Cochise Jones LP Redbonin

[Teasing the Korean]

Since you guys are an organ groove band, why not actually make the fictional 1973 CTI LP "Redbonin'" by the fictional Cochise Jones, as described in Michael Chabon's "Telegraph Avenue." You would have to write the title track, come up with a groovy arrangement of "I Don't Know How to Love Him," and come up with Pete Turner-esque album art.

Oh, and press it on vinyl.

I've been waiting for this album ever since I started reading the novel.

Edited September 7, 2013 by Teasing the Korean

[porcy62]

I definitely want a copy.

[ghost of miles]

It's a wonderful novel, TTK... I finally finished reading it a couple of weeks ago. Did Chabon do some sort of suggested soundtrack listing for the novel anywhere online?

[Teasing the Korean]

Did Chabon do some sort of suggested soundtrack listing for the novel anywhere online?

Not sure, but I think there is an online chat with him coming up in a week or so. I will post the date here when I find it.

[danasgoodstuff]

There's a NYR article where he talks about the importance of various musics to him...

[Teasing the Korean]

Jim, where are you?

[danasgoodstuff]

Kinda like what happened with the Masked Marauders...

[Stefan Wood]

Probably busy working on the John Patton project.

[Jim Alfredson]

Probably busy working on the John Patton project.

Yep!

And I'm completely lost concerning this thread. Is "Telegraph Avenue" a book?

[Jim Alfredson]

Ok, I looked it up (sorry was on my way out the door to a gig). Looks like an interesting read. I've put it on my next to read list for my kindle.

[Teasing the Korean]

You've got to read it, and then please, make that album! Although it may be expensive to hire Don Sebesky to write the arrangements.

[Teasing the Korean]

Cochise Jones always liked to play against your expectations of a song, to light the gloomy heart of a ballad with a Latin tempo and a sheen of vibrato, root out the hidden mournfulness, the ache of longing, in an up-tempo pop tune. Cochise’s six-minute outing on the opening track of Redbonin’ was a classic exercise in B-3 revisionism, turning a song inside out. It opened with big Gary King playing a fat, choogling bass line, sounding like the funky intro to some ghetto-themed sitcom of the seventies, and then Cochise Jones came in , the first four drawbars pulled all the way out, giving the Lloyd Webber melody a treatment that was not cheery so much as jittery, playing up the anxiety inherent in the song’s title, there being so many thousand possible ways to Love Him, so little time to choose among them. Cochise’s fingers skipped and darted as if the keys of the organ were the wicks of candles and he was trying to light all of them with a single match. Then, as Idris Muhammad settled into a rolling burlesque-hall bump and grind, and King fell into step beside him, Cochise began his vandalism in earnest, snapping off bright bunches of the melody and scattering it in handfuls, packing it with extra notes in giddy runs. He was ruining the song, rifling it, mocking it with an antic edge of joy. (p. 279)

[jlhoots]

Cochise Jones always liked to play against your expectations of a song, to light the gloomy heart of a ballad with a Latin tempo and a sheen of vibrato, root out the hidden mournfulness, the ache of longing, in an up-tempo pop tune. Cochise’s six-minute outing on the opening track of Redbonin’ was a classic exercise in B-3 revisionism, turning a song inside out. It opened with big Gary King playing a fat, choogling bass line, sounding like the funky intro to some ghetto-themed sitcom of the seventies, and then Cochise Jones came in , the first four drawbars pulled all the way out, giving the Lloyd Webber melody a treatment that was not cheery so much as jittery, playing up the anxiety inherent in the song’s title, there being so many thousand possible ways to Love Him, so little time to choose among them. Cochise’s fingers skipped and darted as if the keys of the organ were the wicks of candles and he was trying to light all of them with a single match. Then, as Idris Muhammad settled into a rolling burlesque-hall bump and grind, and King fell into step beside him, Cochise began his vandalism in earnest, snapping off bright bunches of the melody and scattering it in handfuls, packing it with extra notes in giddy runs. He was ruining the song, rifling it, mocking it with an antic edge of joy. (p. 279)

Yep - great book.

[Bluesnik]

Cochise Jones always liked to play against your expectations of a song, to light the gloomy heart of a ballad with a Latin tempo and a sheen of vibrato, root out the hidden mournfulness, the ache of longing, in an up-tempo pop tune. Cochise’s six-minute outing on the opening track of Redbonin’ was a classic exercise in B-3 revisionism, turning a song inside out. It opened with big Gary King playing a fat, choogling bass line, sounding like the funky intro to some ghetto-themed sitcom of the seventies, and then Cochise Jones came in , the first four drawbars pulled all the way out, giving the Lloyd Webber melody a treatment that was not cheery so much as jittery, playing up the anxiety inherent in the song’s title, there being so many thousand possible ways to Love Him, so little time to choose among them. Cochise’s fingers skipped and darted as if the keys of the organ were the wicks of candles and he was trying to light all of them with a single match. Then, as Idris Muhammad settled into a rolling burlesque-hall bump and grind, and King fell into step beside him, Cochise began his vandalism in earnest, snapping off bright bunches of the melody and scattering it in handfuls, packing it with extra notes in giddy runs. He was ruining the song, rifling it, mocking it with an antic edge of joy. (p. 279)

Yep - great book.

Yeah I agree with that. Just finished it.

[Teasing the Korean]

On 9/14/2013 at 12:56 AM, Jim Alfredson said:

Ok, I looked it up (sorry was on my way out the door to a gig). Looks like an interesting read. I've put it on my next to read list for my kindle.

Jim, it's been nearly 10 years.  Kindly provide an update on the progress Organissimo has made toward recording the fictional Cochise Jones CTI album.  As stated, you will need to write a tune called "Redbonin'," and also work up a groovy version of "I Don't Know How to Love Him."  I don't know how much Don Sebeskey will charge you for doing the orchestral arrangements, if he's still working.  

[Jim Alfredson]

It's still a great idea but it might be viewed as inappropriate for me to pretend to be a Native American in this political climate.

[Teasing the Korean]

38 minutes ago, Jim Alfredson said:

It's still a great idea but it might be viewed as inappropriate for me to pretend to be a Native American in this political climate.

Well, it wouldn't be viewed as a forgery if you listed yourselves in the credits and included a blurb about the inspiration.  It would be viewed as a concept album.  Similar to how Philip Jose Farmer wrote the novel Venus on the Half Shell by the fictional character Kilgore Trout (from Kurt Vonnegut's novels).