You Need a Craft
The little town I live in, Lafayette California, is goofy for band music. We’re blessed with a middle school music teacher that is sort of like Mr. Holland of Mr. Holland’s Opus fame, except I don’t remember that Mr. Holland much liked teaching kids music, whereas our guy, Bob Athayde, does. He really does.
For something like fifteen years (maybe more for all I know), Bob has been teaching band music to growing numbers of kids in our town. Today, half the middle school is in the music program. Every year, some four hundred and fifty kids show up for school every day to learn to play and love a musical instrument.
But it’s not just band music, it’s improvisational jazz as well. That’s the kind where the band (could be four or five musicians, could be a big band) plays the first part of the piece together (called the head), and then the different musicians take turns improvising a solo. That means standing up there and
making up your own tune that somehow works with what the rest of the band is playing.
This is not easy stuff. For the musician, it means mastering scales and music theory. For beginning musicians, it’s learning a couple of scales and knowing how to play through the chord changes. For an accomplished musician, it’s all that and more because all the scales come in all sorts of variations, and most “real jazz” is barely written down. The few chicken scratches that pass for a “chart” are enough to get you started and stopped. The rest of it is up to the musicians to improvise on the spot. That takes more than an artistic urge or intent, it also takes craft, a point I’ll return to presently.
The fact that so many of our middle school kids play outstanding jazz music—and it is outstanding—begins and ends with Bob Athayde. He loves improvisational jazz and that’s why our middle school has three jazz bands, one of which shows up an hour before school starts to play.