He passed just short of 92, much as my Uncle Guy did about 18 months ago. I mentioned him then, briefly, among other well-known folks that had enriched my life growing up. It wasn’t very much of a tribute, but in the end, all the amazing music he wrote and performed, and the legacy of his children, are the greatest tribute. I offer the following in that spirit.
There is something ineffably wonderful about watching these guys play; they were the heppest cats, but they looked as if they would spill a slide rule and graph paper out of their briefcase if it tipped. Brubeck himself, in the interview segments, looks both enduringly goofy and impeccably professional. His business was grooving out, and he was CEO… but he shows an unquenchable love and enthusiasm for music, for taking it in different directions and seeing what’s out there. His piano was the bridge of the starship taking jazz fans to the final frontier, to boldly play what no one had heard before.
There is more on his own website, davebrubeck.com. The site will autoplay… but for once I don’t think anyone will actually mind.