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I feel there’s no point giving a detailed account of Albert Ayler’s life since there is already an extensive biography of Albert Ayler online. The Jeff Schwartz biography has been invaluable to me in trying to make some sense of the Ayler discography. It was also instrumental in making me decide to construct this site. Whenever I surfed the web for Albert Ayler I was constantly finding links to the Jeff Schwartz biography and nothing else. This was fine for me because it told me almost everything I needed to know. However, I did begin to wonder whether it might be putting other people off. Those who had maybe just heard the name, Albert Ayler, and wanted to find out more, but who were then a bit daunted by the prospect of having to read a book-length biography. So, if you want the full story (or the fullest story we have at present), then go to the Jeff Schwartz biography. If you want to go directly to the source of much of Schwartz`s material then go get a copy of Val Wilmer`s book, “As Serious As Your Life”. However, if you just want a quick version, mostly extracted from the above, then read on. |
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BIOGRAPHY Albert Ayler was born in Cleveland, Ohio on July 13th, 1936. His father, Edward, encouraged an early interest in music and taught Albert to play the alto sax. His musical training continued at the local academy of music and John Adams High School, where he also played the oboe. In 1951, at the age of 15, Albert joined his first group, Lloyd Pearson and his Counts of Rhythm, which led to a job with Little Walter Jacobs. He spent the following two summer vacations on the road with the R&B band. In 1954, Albert graduated high school and went to a local college but in 1956, due to lack of money, he left college and joined the army. His musical education continued, playing in the military band for seven hours a day, then practicing with his fellow musicians. In 1959 he was transferred to France for two years. In 1961 he left the army and after a short time in California, returned to Cleveland. |
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[Downbeat 17th November 1966] |
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There was another European tour in November 1966. On November 15th he played at the London School of Economics. This concert was recorded for the BBC2 "Jazz Goes To College" series, but it was never broadcast and the tape was later destroyed. (I should add a note here because the Jeff Schwartz biography implies that the BBC executives were so shocked by Ayler's music that they ordered the immediate destruction of the tapes. It is true that `jazz experts` were consulted and they advised the BBC not to broadcast the programme, but the tapes were destroyed as part of a general space-saving exercise which resulted in the loss of a number of classic drama and comedy programmes as well as the odd concert. As far as I know all the tapes of the "Jazz Goes To College" series, which included performances by Sonny Rollins and Max Roach, were wiped after they'd been shown. However, to give the BBC their due, they did manage to conserve every TV recording of the annual "Trooping The Colour" ceremony - a pointless 2 hour ritual where the Queen sits on a horse and salutes a load of men in silly hats.) |
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A footnote Originally I'd intended to add another page about the circumstances surrounding Albert Ayler's death. Then I decided it would just be a matter of recycling the information in the Jeff Schwartz biography mingled with my own pointless speculation. There were wild rumours circulating after he died: that there was a bullethole in the back of his head; that he was tied to a jukebox; that the F.B.I. had killed him as part of their policy of assassinating all prominent Black figures; that the Black Power movement had killed him because he wouldn’t support the cause; that the Mafia had tied him to the jukebox because he refused to make any more rock`n`roll records for Impulse. Of course, no one knows for sure whether he jumped, was pushed or just fell into New York`s East River. The situation with his brother seems to offer the clearest cause for suicide. He obviously felt he'd let him down and, by not looking out for him, had also let his parents down. That was probably enough to tip him over the edge. But behind that tip lay the rest of the iceberg. The years of frustration trying to get his message across, trying to get people to listen to his music. And then there's the question of money. If you want an insight into what finally killed Albert Ayler, maybe you should just listen to the spoken introduction on "My Name Is Albert Ayler", and hear how he hesitates over the word.
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