Albert Ayler – Love Cry
„We were both crushed,“ so erinnert sich Vega an die Nachricht, dass Albert Ayler im Alter von nur 34 Jahren tot im New Yorker East River gefunden worden war. Jazz war da bereits eines seiner Fixpunkte geworden:
„I decided to get into jazz. I pretty much had this conversation with myself. I was staying at my friend’s house, and he had pretty much every blues record and pretty much every jazz record ever made. He’d sit me down every day to listen to this stuff. It was great. One day he put on ‚Meditations‘ (von John Coltrane). I was sitting on this little rickety wooden chair, and then came the first notes(…). Boom! It was like Beethoven! I jumped back and I actually fell over, man. It’s the first time music literally knocked me on my ass. That was amazing. Then I heard some of Albert Ayler’s stuff, with his brother Don playing trumpet. Now I was into everything.“
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