Published on Jun 23, 2004
I have been reviewing music in some way, shape or form now for
18 years, and I freely admit there is a lot I still need to learn.
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to appreciate the world of jazz,
and have of late been greedily devouring as much jazz (especially
what would be considered “be-bop”) as I can get my hands on.
Yet I also know that my knowledge of jazz is extremely limited,
and of specific artists even more so. So, when I try to discover an
artist like Chicago-born pianist Herbie Hancock, I go right to the
start — in this case, Hancock’s 1962 debut as a bandleader,
Takin’ Off.
The 22-year-old Hancock was already immersed in the jazz world,
having cut his teeth as a sideman with such artists as Coleman
Hawkins and Donald Byrd. Yet when it came time to assemble his
first band, Hancock was no slouch in looking for talent. The
tag-team duo of trumpeter Freddie Hubbard and tenor saxophonist
Dexter Gordon complement Hancock’s loping piano lines well, even if
sometimes one finds themselves wishing that this three-man core
would just break loose and let something rip.
Instead, Hancock and bandmates (rounded out by bassist Butch
Warren and drummer Billy Higgins) take a controlled foray into the
musical world, pounding out six originals by Hancock and quickly
etching their place in jazz history. “Watermelon Man,” the
best-known selection on this disc, would soon achieve even higher
fame thanks to the cover version by Mongo Santamaria.
It’s interesting to note that, at times, Hubbard and Gordon’s
horn work dares to imitate a human voice; indeed, there are times
on both “Watermelon Man” and “Empty Pockets” that one can imagine a
vocalist adding their own contributions to the musical score. This
is not meant as a slam against either musician or against Hancock;
if anything, this helps the listener feel more at home with the
material.
If there is a weakness to
Takin’ Off, it would be in the original album’s closing
number, “Alone And I.”. After the controlled energy of numbers like
“Three Bags Full,” “The Maze” and “Driftin’,” closing the disc with
a ballad seems almost anti-climactic. It’s still somewhat
interesting to listen to, but to my ears, it’s just not the right
way to close things out.
The reissue of this album on CD tacks on three alternate takes,
though none of them really add anything to the legacies of the
songs. With the exception of a more staccato rhythm line on
“Watermelon Man,” there was precious little difference I could
discern between the originals and the alternates.
The only other point of contention is that it takes several
listens before you’ll find yourself completely comfortable with
this disc. Oh, sure, it’s all time well spent, and you do find more
to like with each successive listen, but not many people are going
to have the time to dedicate to such an effort, much less the
willingness to do so. Still,
Takin’ Off is rightfully seen as a jazz classic, and is a
wonderful introduction of Hancock the bandleader to the world.