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Erroll Garner: No One Can Hear You Read

by: Tom Reney October 23, 2013

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Tuesday is an off-night for the World Series, so I can’t think of a better place to be than Amherst Cinema for the screening of a new documentary on Erroll Garner, No One Can Hear You Read.  The title of Atticus Brady’s film refers to Garner’s inability to read music, but this hardly detracted from his “being a genius,” as Whitney Balliett’s New Yorker profile of the pianist was titled.  In addition to his amazing chops and utter originality, Erroll composed “Misty,” “Afternoon of an Elf,” “That’s My Kick,” and several other songs and jump tunes.

In the film, Steve Allen, who often hosted Garner on his television show, hails the “freakish degree of his superiority” over other pianists, and says, “Those of us who do this for a living know that some of what he did was impossible.  But he did it.”

Here’s a good example of what Allen means. The 35-minute set is Garner at his greatest beginning with an intro to “Honeysuckle Rose” that includes stunning passages of boogie-woogie and stride.  That’s Eddie Calhoun on bass and Kelly Martin on drums.

Woody Allen, another fan, says that Garner’s playing was imbued with a feeling of emotional uplift; as an example, Brady incorporates a scene from an Allen movie in which a newborn is being lowered into a stroller and all one hears is Erroll, no dialogue needed.

Maurice Hines, who recommends Garner’s music to tap dancers at every skill level, says “he was a genius who drew you to him.”

Garner was Johnny Carson’s favorite jazz pianist.  In a scene from one of the dozens of appearances he made on the Tonight Show, Carson asks him, “What makes you so distinct and instantly recognizable?”  As Erroll searches for something to say, Johnny turns and asks, “Ross, what would you say it is?”  Tonight Show pianist Ross Tompkins replies, “Happiness.”

Happy is the overall mood of No One Can Hear You Read, but Garner’s story has its poignant elements.  His sister Marion relates how she was working as a domestic and could hear a recording of Erroll playing in the background.  The lady of the house came to her holding Concert By the Sea and asked if she knew of the pianist whose name she shared? It was the first time Sis had heard Erroll’s biggest-selling LP.  And while Garner never married, he fathered a girl who admits that he didn’t pay much attention to her, but she’s sure that “In his heart, he loved me.”

In 1956, Garner, who was the sole client of his personal manager Martha Glaser, became the first jazz artist to be booked by the classical music impresario Sol Hurok. Jazz critic John Murph describes this as a “Jackie Robinson step” for blacks in show business.

Garner famously sat on a Manhattan phone directory to give himself a boost on the piano bench. Ahmad Jamal, who, like Erroll, is one of the piano greats born in Pittsburgh, says that his compatriot “was a giant even without the phone books.”

Garner has become something of a neglected figure since his death in 1977, but it doesn’t take more than a few bars of his music to feel its irresistible pull.  (Note that nearly 300, 000 people have viewed the performance above.) Experience it for yourself on Tuesday at Amherst Cinema.  Jeff Holmes, Director of the Afro-American/Jazz Studies major at UMass, will play a solo piano set at 7; the film follows at 7:30. Holmes told me last week that the first jazz LP he ever purchased was by Erroll Garner.

I’ll be there to introduce the film and host a Q&A afterwards.  See you at the movies.

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  1. C. J. Bond says

    December 9, 2016 at 6:24 pm

    One summer evening in New York’s Central Park, I heard Erroll Garner play. It was the early 70s. The city of New York used to host these wonderful concerts in the park, and they were free. I remember digging this diminutive pianist sitting on a big book as he tore into a piano from end to end. He had the park rockin’. What I really dug about him was the expression on his face as he played: it seemed to say to the audience “you guys may think you’re having fun, but I’m having way more fun than you.”

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    • Tom Reney says

      December 10, 2016 at 10:49 am

      Thanks for your vivid recollection of Garner in Central Park. “Tore into…rockin’…fun.” That’s Erroll!

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  2. Ken Roberts says

    June 22, 2019 at 7:21 pm

    Erroll Garner appeared a number of times at the Marine Room, at the Olympic Hotel, Seattle Washington. I never missed a performance.

    Doesn’t anyone remember that Garner was a hero to Dudley Moore, a concert-caliber pianist in his own right? Moore work hard to copy Garner’s left hand technique, incorporating it into such performances as his concert at the Hollywood Bowl and Madison Square Garden.

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    • Tom Reney says

      June 23, 2019 at 6:09 am

      Thanks for writing, Ken. I’m quite sure Dudley Moore’s devotion to Erroll is chronicled in the documentary No One Can Hear You Read.

      Reply
  3. Joseph Cavano says

    April 12, 2020 at 12:07 pm

    That Garner was brilliantly unique is nearly universally a given. What is not so widely accepted is why his greatness has been minimized by so many self-styled “experts.”
    Sure he came along when be-bop began to take the jazz world by storm while Garner, who refused to change his style, not only persevered but became even more popular. The fanciful conceit that links greatness with poverty and suffering may never have had a more negative effect on a musicians reputation.
    Still, I believe Garner’s relegation to a secondary standing among jazz greats is to be found in another understandable but ultimately mistaken notion. Sadly, it is a notion most promulgated by other great black musicians. Rightfully proud of their prominence in the constellation of jazz stars as well as the acknowledgement of the complexities and profundity of jazz music, I believe they felt a jazz player who did not read music … knew little or nothing about modal jazz or upper structures etc.( but played them nonetheless without ever learning their names!) was not an appropriate representative of the greatness of black musicianship. Lost almost completely in this self-serving assertion was his unique experiments in rhythm ( Oscar Peterson claimed Garner could actually bend time) and dizzying introductions that defied accepted convention.
    It was jazz critic darling Bill Evans himself who pointed out the similarities of Garner and jazz great Thelonious Monk. Sadly, the former, long celebrated by the cognoscenti stands atop the pantheon of the greats of jazz, while Garner, technically far superior as a player, remains alone on the sidelines all but forgotten except for the legions who continue to love his music.

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