I’ve been waiting a long time for a decent biography of Thelonious Monk, one of my favourite musicians and (certainly after understanding some of the things from the book) absolutely integral influences. In fact the one great integral influence when all’s said and done and his impact on Miles as he says in his autobiography
I think a lot about Monk these days because all the music that he wrote can be put into these new rhythms that are being played today by a lot of young musicians – Prince, my new music, a lot of stuff. He was a great musician, an innovator, especially in his composition and writing.
Quite right although I would quip with the last sentence. Ok especially in his composition and writing but also especially in his playing. Listen hard to an album like Criss Cross and you may see what I mean. But of course not just Criss Cross.
Anyway Robin G. Kelley wrote the book and the family looked on him favourably and generally I would say he’s done a good job. I’ve read some other jazz biographies and I know what the failings are of the genre. The word hagiography can often be applied and that’s natural really in that it’s a bit perverted to set out to write a biography about someone you don’t care for. At times the narrative veered scarily towards the tour itinerary list interspersed with odd anecdote of one of the people present. But the sheer depth of research and accumulation of authentic recollection raises it above certain other works which I could name, but won’t.
To put that bluntly. I think a lot about Monk these days. I’ve thought a lot about Monk since I first heard him in 1973. By that time his career was pretty much over. He could still play but it had become meaningless to him. The feeling I get after reading the book is that he just put too much into those 30 years between the late 30s and the late 60s. That was 30 years of a lot of stuff going down. You can’t innovate at that level and that intensity for those many years without suffering some damage. In fact his stamina and physique allowed him to retain his incredible creative power for as long a period as pretty much anyone, (Armstrong, Ellington etc.) despite his massive intake of things which weren’t good for his health.
One thing the book shows is the debt that all Monk fans have to the two most important women in his life, his patron, Pannonica de Koenigswarter but above all his wife Nellie.