I’ve been listening to a lot of Wayne Shorter recently. His bluesy compositions and lilting solos help lift my spirits on frigid winter days. Despite his long, prolific career he is poorly represented in real books, so in honor of Mr. Shorter my inaugural post features three of his tunes. First:
This one goes back to Wayne’s days with Art Blakey’s band. I like to have the whole band play the dotted eighths in the second ending, ritarding the last time into the F major. For a more modern take check out Notes from the Underground by Medeski Martin and Wood.
Another of Wayne’s haunting ballads, this one from his album Second Genesis. I get a Billy Strayhorn vibe here, I would love to have heard Johnny Hodges take this melody.
I’ve heard this one covered live by many bands, including Derek Trucks (he never hit the A7, to my ears the best part). I usually leave off the rubato first part on gigs, though Wayne’s intros are integral to his compositions. He claims to have first heard this melody on a TV commercial. I wonder which product it was for…