hugh masekela 18.jpg Last week we focused on the early years, this week we focus on the latter third of Hugh’s long and prolific career. One important caveat, I’m skipping a bunch of great music from the middle years including his important musical Sarafina, which was made into both a remarkably successful Broadway production and a successful Hollywood movie. I’m also skipping a song that proved to be even bigger than the 1968 “Grazing In The Grass.” While Nelson Mandela was still imprisoned on Robben Island, South Africa, Hugh Masekela wrote “Bring Back Nelson Mandela,” which not only became a big hit for Hugh, the song became an anthem and eventually was the accompanying music for Nelson Mandela’s world tour after Mr. Mandela was released. There is a lot of music to consider, but today I want to focus on recent music. First we consider music from the 1997 album Time. Opening with the determined pledge and declaration “Send Me,” it is obvious that while Mr. Masekela might have attained senior citizen status age-wise, he has no intentions of retiring from the struggle. hugh masekela 25.jpg “Change” is a dangerous statement calling for leaders who have overstayed their welcome to vacate the premises. “Mamoshaba” is a theme reminiscent of the jazz from the album we highlighted last week, Home Is Where The Music Is. “Conchita” is a homage to his Nuyorican and Latin neighbors who were among Hugh’s closest friends while he was in exile in New York. Finally, “Old People, Old Folks” is a respectful albeit humorous bow to his elders reflecting on the off-stated theme that dancing keeps you young. What is particularly noteworthy is that rather than simply recycle past hits or simply try to ape the latest radio hits, Hugh Masekela has put together an album that forwards Hugh’s views and values on both a musical and a social level. To everything it’s time. Hugh Masekela remains timely precisely by being real, by reflecting his own reality, by speaking to the issues of the day, and by using the tool of his music, a potent tool which he continues to wield with power.

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hugh masekela 32.jpg “Stimela (Coaltrain)” is a perennial favorite first recorded in 1974 on the album I Am Not Afraid. Not only Hugh not tired of playing the song, he continues to develop the selection. I have at least five or six versions but the best one is this quarter-hour workout from Live At The Market Theatre recorded June 2006 in Johannesburg, South Africa. Hugh’s spoken introduction is absolutely superb in contextualizing the song’s meaning, in simultaneously expanding the meaning to include economically exploited workers worldwide while specifying the migrant mine workers in South Africa. Hugh’s singing is both impassioned and expert in evoking the physicality of the coal train—when you hear it, you will know what I mean. Even if the band wasn’t happening, Hugh’s extended spoken word would make the song a definite keeper, but the band is banging, big time. They do more than provide backup—every step of the way they are solid in the pocket and when offered solos, they step forward with verve, keeping the musical train rolling with surging, energetic contributions. The personnel is Hugh Masekela (flugelhorn, vocals, cow bell); Khaya Mahlangu (tenor sax, flute, background vocals); John Selolwane (guitar, background vocals); Arthur Tshabalala, Ezbie Moilwa (keys, background vocals); Fana Zulu (bass); Sello Montwedi (drums); Francis Fuster (percussion, background vocals). I am particularly enamored with Selolwane’s guitar work which combines both the distinctive South Africa voicings and the jazz style of George Benson using his voice to parallel the musical notes. I have heard Hugh do this song in concert. He never fails to deliver but this is a monumental version worthy of the designation—classic!
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hugh masekela 20.jpg This third part is a totally unexpected pleasure. When Masekela landed in New York he wanted to be a jazz trumpeter, dreamed of joining Art Blakey’s Jazz Messengers. Fortunately for the world of black music, that didn’t happen. Instead of aping African American musicians, Hugh ended up significantly enlarging the music with his South Africa accents and roots. But, you know, some dreams die hard. While Hugh was in music school in New York he became very close with two fellow students; one was pianist Larry Willis and the other was Steward Levine, a then-saxophonist who over the years became a music producer and partner with Hugh. Back in the late sixties they had spoken often about producing a jazz record. Nearly forty years later, the seed planted long ago blossomed into an incredibly beautiful album of jazz standards. Almost Like Being In Jazz, recorded October 2004 in Los Angeles features Hugh Masekela – flughelhorn, Larry Willis – piano, John Heard – bass, and Lorca Heart - drums. The music is both as smooth and as potent as a sniffer of hundred year-old French cognac. This record is a quiet conversation. Willis plays piano like he has secrets he wants to tell but rather than rush to get it all out at once, he takes his time revealing the tales letting the improvisations grow organically and gently flower. But as wonderfully sensitive as Willis is, this is still Hugh’s session. The title comes form statements made by critics long ago that Hugh couldn’t really play jazz. This is Hugh’s sly vindication. There are at least a hundred jazz trumpeters who wish they could do what Hugh does here. There is never any doubt it’s Hugh: the sound is his and his alone. What is strikingly personal beyond the sound is the tiny embellishments that grace nearly every phrase. He gathers up notes like a bouquet of orchids—stunning, multicolored. It’s all in the way he changes pitch while holding a note. A microtone of lip movement here, a slight gliss at the end of this one, a bit of vibrato to make a second note shimmer, he adds extra air to a third one. And it’s all done with taste and finesse. This is the kind of subtle blowing that old masters use to teach lessons to young lions. Listen to these four selections (“It Never Entered My Mind,” “Midnight Sun,” “Presente De Natal” and “You Don’t Know What Love Is”) and know what tenderness is. None of his other recordings come close to this—but isn’t that the way life is, or ought to be? Shouldn’t we improve with age? Shouldn’t experiential wisdom deepen our abilities to reflect on the beauty and joy of living? By sixty, most trumpeters chops are shot but with this album, Hugh Ramopolo Masekela, born April 4, 1939 in Witbank, South Africa, instead of fading into instrumental obscurity, significantly ups the ante of artistic musicking. With a wink and a smile to a jazz tradition no one expected him to so expertly employ, master Masekela adds a resplendent jewel to his crown of musical achievements. —Kalamu ya Salaam

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2 Responses to “HUGH MASEKELA /”Stimela””

Nilima Says:
December 19th, 2008 at 5:49 am

Outstanding review of an outstanding artist!!!

Stimela is my most favorite Hugh Masekela piece. I feel chills no matter how many times I hear it. Thank you for the latest, expanded version.

Thanks, Kalamu and Mtume for this website!

Mondli Says:
April 25th, 2011 at 4:18 pm

I am actually listening to Stimela (The coal train), live version at Market Theatre. What a great piece of work. Bra Hugh is like the god of Afro Jazz.

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