The Making of Misterioso

By Julion St Hill

The Making of Misterioso



By DJ Pari

It’s shortly after 7 p.m. on Aug. 7, 1958, a hot, humid summer night in New York City. Upon walking through the doors of the Five Spot Café, a popular storefront bar in the Bowery neighborhood between the East and West Village, you find yourself in a crowded, dark den shrouded in a haze of cigarette smoke, a small, but rewardingly intimate setting, the atmosphere tinged with the bite of a gin cocktail. The walls are plastered with mirrors, photos and posters, curtains, and tapestries, saw dust covers the floor, but there isn’t a stage, only some slightly raised flooring at the end of the room, barely wide enough to fit a drum kit and an old upright piano.


Behind it sits a towering figure, immersed in thought, backlit clouds of smoke wafting around him. It’s Monk, in deep concentration, oblivious to the faint chink of cutlery and quiet conversation and laughter still filling the air. He places his long, slender fingers on the keys, preparing to hit that first note, as his sidemen watch in anticipation. Just a few steps from the bandstand, Orrin Keepnews, record producer and owner of Riverside Records, and engineer Ray Fowler sit behind the controls of a two-track tape recorder. Keepnews is here to record Monk’s sets to be released later that year on two albums; Thelonious in Action and Misterioso. Because of when, where and how this music was recorded, and due to Monk’s selection of musicians to accompany him, the latter set today is considered one of the pianist’s most intriguing albums and the first successful attempt at capturing his live performances on tape. It is the perfect storm.

 To fully understand the magic of Misterioso, let’s step back for a minute and examine the historical context, beginning with the venue, which is as much a star on this album as the artist whose name graces the cover. The Five Spot Café, a small jazz joint with a capacity of 75 seated, was opened by Joe and Iggy Termini, two brothers with deep family roots in the Bowery, in late August 1956. Their bar quickly became a favorite hangout for many writers and beat poets, including Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg, and abstract expressionist painters like Frank Kline, Larry Rivers and Willem de Kooning. The patrons were united in their attraction to the creative consolidation of jazz in the 1950s, as propagated by the genre’s progressive modernists, most notably Charlie Parker, Dizzy Gillespie, Kenny Clarke, Bud Powell and Thelonious Monk.


But Monk would have to wait almost an entire year for his Five Spot debut (the honor of the club’s first long-term engagement was bestowed on pianist Cecil Taylor), until the long suspension of his cabaret card, which he had lost after a drug bust on Bud Powell several years earlier resulting in a drawn out seclusion from public performing that his wife Nellie called the un-years, had been resolved. With the help of the Termini brothers, his card was returned, and Monk took up his first six-months residency, beginning July 4, 1957, working six nights a week, four sets a night. At first, Monk performed with Cecil Payne and Duke Jordan’s group, but after two weeks he brought in his own quartet that featured John Coltrane on tenor sax, Wilbur Ware on bass and Shadow Wilson on drums. Unfortunately, there are no recordings documenting this first stint at the Five Spot; the artists’ various contractual obligations prevented such documentation.

However, Monk returned to the Five Spot in the following year, in his pocket his contract for a second engagement, lasting eight weeks. Excited with the pianist’s return, the Termini brothers hailed the Five Spot as the “home of Thelonious Monk.” And this time, the pianist took a different group, substituting Ware with 21-year old bassist Ahmed Abdul-Malik and Wilson with Roy Haynes, a former drummer in Charlie Parker’s quintet. The most noticeable change was the replacement of Coltrane by Chicago native Johnny Griffin, who had just finished a brief stint with Art Blakey’s Jazz Messengers. Monk’s decision to hire Griffin proved controversial at first. When the group kicked off their residency on June 12, 1958, the saxophonist came unprepared. Unfamiliar with Monk’s repertoire, he struggled to solo over the pianist’s dissonant, asymmetrical comping and the sonic complexity of his compositions, essentially trying to learn the tunes and work through their changes on the bandstand. Monk, graciously sensitive to his sideman’s throes, often left to the bar for a drink or danced among the audience, allowing Griffin more space to play (something that he had done for Coltrane as well in the previous year). 

Keepnews’ first pursuit to record the quartet during two sets at the Five Sport on July 9 was unsatisfactory, and Monk did not approve of a release (although some of the material would eventually emerge after his death). At a second attempt a month later, during an evening show on August 7 before a capacity crowd, the group was nearing the end of the residency, really playing together, communicating with telepathic powers. And this time, Keepnews struck gold.


Kicking off the set is the buoyant mid-tempo swinger “Nutty;” the group takes the audience into familiar territory. Monk first cut the tune during a recording session for Prestige in 1954, making it up on the spot, and it had become an often-played staple in his repertoire. After Monk’s introduction of the theme, Griffin comes in, stating it again in unison with the pianist. Then Griffin’s solo ensues, and it’s clear that the saxophonist has overcome his battle with the challenging intricacies of Monk’s compositions, his notes floating freely and confidently, in double-time, dancing on top of the pianist’s abstract chords. Monk’s own solo, as so often, defies most rules of logical chord construction, playing expressively yet deliberate, until Griffin picks up the theme once again.

“Blues Five Spot,” the only new tune on Misterioso, is a bubbly ballad based on an unaccompanied original called “Dreamland” that Monk rarely performed, renamed here for the purpose of paying tribute to the host venue. A successful exercise in unmasked humor on the bandstand, Monk and Griffin’s solos are exceptional, despite the saxophonist’s occasional tendencies to allow his technical prowess to outshine his creative wit, with Abdul-Malik and Haynes reliably grooving deep in the tune’s undercurrent. 

What comes next is one of the album’s highlights, a first crescendo before the big detonation. The nine-minute workout of “Let’s Cool One,” first recorded for Blue Note in 1952 and a favorite that would reappear in countless carnations throughout Monk’s career, marks Griffin’s grand moment on Misterioso. Monk’s laid-back stating of the familiar melody, eventually joined by Griffin, barely pierces through the chatter from the audience, evidence of their utter unpreparedness for what comes next. Ready to take the spotlight, Griffin shouts: “I got it, I got it,” prompting Monk to lay out, which the saxophonist takes as his cue to send out a flurry of notes before launching into a ferocious sermon, squeaking and wailing and attacking the theme, exploring its melodic possibilities while Monk, sitting quietly, likely wiping his face with one of Nellie’s huge, sweat-soaked handmade handkerchiefs, watches in awe as Griffin ascends to the summit. When he hits the climax, Haynes’ famous snap-crackle snaps the mesmerized listeners out of their hypnosis, the small room fills with thunderous applause and shouts of cheer as Monk, smiling knowingly, brings the tune home, a perfect ending for side A. 

Upon flipping the record, boom, “In Walked Bud,” another favorite and the most thrilling 11 minutes on Misterioso. In this tribute to Monk’s understudy Bud Powell, based on the chord progression of Irving Berlin's “Blue Skies,” everyone gets to shine. Monk sets up the mood with his 8-bar introduction of the theme, Griffin plays quirky and full of confidence, Abdul-Malik solos, with a groove locked air tight, Haynes demonstrates his impeccable timing and lively touch. And Monk, well, he is trying to out-Monk himself, swinging hard, reveling in his trademark tonal dissonance.

Next up, “Just a Gigolo,” the only song on this album not composed by Monk, which may explain why he keeps it short and sweet, just under three minutes, unaccompanied. Use it to catch your breath, have a sip of wine, get ready for the encore. The closing track lends the album its name, one of Monk’s earliest compositions, dating back to his first Blue Note sessions in 1948. Here, the quartet picks up the pace and turns the tune inside out, over 11 minutes, brevity isn’t a thing yet. In his liner notes, Keepnews muses that Misterioso is more than just the name of a tune, but an “extremely Monk-like song title, evoking by its mild play on words (linking ‘mist’ and ‘mystery’.)” This makes perfect sense of course, except when it does not, which in itself is a very Monk-ish concept. Curtain call, picture Monk and his group exit the bandstand in a cloud of saw dust, headed to the bar for a night cap. 

Of course one cannot talk about Misterioso without giving a tip of the hat to the cover art, which features a reproduction of Giorgio de Chirico’s 1915 painting The Seer. Surely the Italian surrealist didn’t foresee his work would make it on the cover of a jazz album (it was a tribute to French poet Arthur Rimbaud, and you can view the original at the Museum of Modern Art in New York City). But given the time, and location, that birthed Misterioso, it was a perfect choice, appealing to the Five Sport’s mostly bohemian clientele. That said, Misterioso was originally greeted with mixed reviews; with much criticism aimed at Griffin’s performance. For example, in his review for Hi Fi Review magazine, Jazz critic Nat Hentoff found that it was not one of the pianist's best albums, reprimanding it for “too little space for Monk's soloing and somewhat too much” for Griffin, whose saxophone cry and timing were more impressive than his solos.

Well, you know what they say about opinions. While Griffin is neither Coltrane nor Charlie Rouse, his successor in Monk’s band, he may just be the perfect choice for this album. And if Hentoff’s review of Misterioso implies a degree of blandness, one might argue that more than 60 years after it was recorded, it provides not only a rare snapshot of a formative phase in Monk’s career, but it is our time capsule, inviting us back to that hot, humid summer night in August 1958, allowing us to not just poke our heads through the doors of the smoke-filled Five Spot Café, but to spend the night swaying to the contours of some of Monk’s best music, performed in an environment that inspired the pianist to play less introspectively and more vividly than in the traditional studio setting that makes up the vast majority of his records. Though Monk’s performance on Misterioso may not be the best of his long career and may not be entirely unique in its ability to bring you musical euphoria, if you give it a chance, Misterioso will grow on you, slowly but surely, and before you know it, it will undoubtedly be a frequent culprit, if not a favorite on your turntable.

DJ Pari is a Richmond, VA, based writer, editor and jazz vinyl aficionado. He also has a second life in the music business, with DJ performances on five continents and collaborations with legends from James Brown to the Impressions of Curtis Mayfield fame. 

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“The Unique Thelonious Monk”

By Julion St Hill

“The Unique Thelonious Monk”

by Bob Heinrichs 


* When he's not moonlighting as a writer and enjoying spinning vinyl records, Bob Heinrichs works as an investment manager in the Philadelphia suburbs.

* Photos provided by Bob and edited by Sierre Monk

With both the honor and herculean task of sharing my experience with this classic album, figuring out where to start was quite the feat. So let's start with the most obvious sparkle on the actual cover, Thelonious Monk's portrait on a stamp with a postage price of 33 1/3 cents, and fittingly so, since most records spin at that speed! A very appropriate and timely dimension indeed, for in Monk, we have a man who, perhaps more than most other musicians, represents so much of what America stands for in terms of being an individual, unique -like the album title-, daring to be different and championing ingenuity. And that goes without saying that Monk was a musical pioneer and tremendous creative force who reeled chords and sounds from a piano unlike the world had ever heard before he arrived on the jazz scene. The title is magnified on the album's back cover with the phrase “very personal treatments of jazz standards.” Whenever I listen to Monk’s albums, I always feel that he was simply unable to create anything that wasn’t “very personal”. Listening to these interpretations of old and familiar standards here is nothing short of magical.

Recorded at this time of year back on March 17th and April 3rd 1956 at Rudy Van Gelder’s Hackensack studio, Monk is joined by Oscar Pettiford (bass) and Art Blakey (drums). While I also enjoy Monk in larger settings, particularly with Charlie Rouse on tenor saxophone, who seems to intuit Monk’s every move better than most others, smaller trio recordings such as the one on this album nevertheless opens up more ‘space’ for intimacy. The listener can fully experience the “architecture” Monk builds for us to discover alongside him. For example, in "Tea for Two", Monk expands on a very simple melody, which often risks sounding turgid, yet he explores the tune, weaving a web of dissonance that is as surprising as it is revelatory. In the words of the author of the original liner notes, Orrin Keepnews, Monk’s “wry and insidious sense of humor makes itself evident, sharply and sometimes rather devastatingly.” Keepnews makes an incredible point here in that Monk’s playing is always full of a certain sense of humor, as if when he alters a melody or presents a different take on an old standard, we are being invited to share an inside joke with him. I can only imagine that back in the late 1950s, many people weren’t as ready to grasp these types of ‘jokes’. It would have been far easier to label Monk an outsider and a strange one than to take the time and perhaps courage to understand everything he was working to communicate to listeners. Fortunately for us, there were enough forward-thinking folks in the jazz community, who saw past that and embraced Monk for all his quirks and differences!

“Memories of You” is another piece I really enjoyed on this album. Shining as much as in a small trio setting, there is nothing more sensitive and special than hearing an unaccompanied Monk playing a melody, expanding on it as only he can, a wizard all alone with his musical thoughts. And it just wouldn’t be the genuine sorcery of Monk without the occasional dissonant chord thrown in during the melody, or his famous cascades of descending whole-tone scale passages. Needless to say, I've always enjoyed this angular style of playing so much! This piece also reminds me of “Alone In San Francisco”, one of my favorite Monk albums. With a solitary Monk charming those 88 black and white keys, the pieces are tender, delicate and stirring. I could listen to the rapture of his unaccompanied wizardry for hours on end and never grow tired of it. In this regard, I doubt there is any greater sign of a special artist than such an ability to captivate listeners!

“Darn That Dream” closes out the A side with Monk playing with incredible lyricism as he breathes fresh life into a well-worn yet universally beloved melody. In a testament to his abilities, he manages to rearrange this old standard into a piece of music that sounds as if he could have written it himself. Perhaps this is in fact the beauty of Thelonious Monk in that whatever he did was “very personal”; as if he had no choice but to make whatever melody he played sound like his very own! Blakey in turn remains subdued but adds just the right texture while Pettiford takes a short but poignant solo near the end of the tune. Monk returns to restate the melody and ever so delicately play octaves at the very end with such elegance and feel as if it should have always been played this way!

“Just You, Just Me” is a contrasting upbeat and final number on the B side. The trio gets some room to stretch out along the piece's eight minutes. Monk for me is synonymous with a striking use of dissonance and abrupt way of shifting the rhythm through various stops and starts. In this album, however, I love when he latches onto certain rhythms like his clustered chords played over and over in repetitions of syncopated sixteenth notes around 2:35 and again at 4:40 into the tune. Monk’s own voice appears in the recording during these passages as if for emphasis and it sounds as if he were really enjoying himself!

I would be remiss to talk about this record without mentioning the tremendous players Monk has to accompany him here. The full tone of Oscar Pettiford's bass possesses an innate sense that makes him an excellent ensemble player, yet he is also capable of soloing and bridging his own thoughts with some of Monk’s chording in those moments, especially on “Tea For Two”. Drum titan Art Blakey displays remarkably impressive restraint at times on this album, content to play brushes in the background, yet perfectly sensing when to kick it up a few notches.

In short, listening to this diamond of an album was a special treat for me, as Monk breathes fresh life into jazz standards with these ‘very personal treatments.’ This may have well been many people's first time experiencing “The Unique Thelonious Monk”. Riverside had hoped that the concept for this album would help Monk pull in an even larger audience, since standards possessed some familiar elements that could provide a nice starting point. And once listeners allow themselves to open the door and step into Monk's world, those old standards become entirely new destinations that we all can explore and will want to visit again and again!

Be sure to check out some of our other contributing writers by visiting our blog. To read more of Bob Heinrich’s works, visit @bobh812 on Instagram.

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“Melonious Thonk”

By Julion St Hill

“Melonious Thonk”

Each night when Wrong is Right

our darling Thelonious Monk


Nellie’s favorite

“Melonious Thonk”

played his Keys like magic

to make Monk’s Melodious


by Sierre Monk


Although we all know and love his philosophies and ideologies, Thelonious Monk’s unique sense of humor should be discussed more often.


With an infectious smile and laconic wit, he’d relentlessly joke and stir the pot, especially with family members.


According to Monk’s Niece, Evelyn ‘Wee Tee’ Smith, he would tease and troll, “and call you out in front of everyone.”


But Nellie was one of the few who would give Monk a taste of his own medicine. She knew exactly how to one-up him. Poke fun at his name.


Below is an excerpt from a conversation between Sierre and her Aunt Wee Tee:

Sierre: Was it Melodious Funk or Melodious Thunk?


Wee Tee: Melonious Thonk. She was switching the first letters. But writing it, we have to add the H for correct pronunciation purposes.


Sierre: So in context, she was basically teasing him/being playful?


Wee Tee: Exactly. Or when he was exposing someone for one reason or another, which he did quite often. Aunt Nellie would be embarrassed for the person. And that’s what she’d say.


“Oh, Melonious Thonk!” she’d call out, in a sing-songy voice. His teasing would stop and a shy smile would appear. Then big laughter had by all.

And just like that, Nellie’s perfectly timed humor softened Monk’s blunt jibs and most certainly amused those who were lucky enough to witness their special dynamic. With such clever wordplay on a name as compelling as Thelonious Monk, you’d be laughing too.


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Crepuscule With Nellie

By Sierre Monk

Crepuscule With Nellie


My grandmothers were strong independent women far before Bey was singing about it. Ms. Ev, my paternal grandmother, raised my father alone while also helping to find safe homes and parents for orphans in Kingston, Jamaica. My maternal grandmother, also named Evelyn but went by Skippy, owned her own antique store in manhattan, restoring beautiful pieces and raising my mother on her own.

The woman I learned so much about the world from was not my maternal or paternal grandmothers. She was Skippy’s sister, best friend, and confidant, a world traveler, a holistic healer, and everyone’s go to for company and advice - Nellie Monk was the grandmother I grew up with. She loved me unconditionally and always made me feel wanted and included.

With Ms.Ev in Jamaica, and Skippy having passed in my mother’s teens, I was very blessed to grow up with Nellie in the room next to mine. We spent more time together than I think most kids spend with their grandparents. She was unlike any other person I’ve ever known.

As the baby of the family, hanging out with Nellie made me feel like a big person. It wasn’t just the appeal of hanging with an older wiser individual, rather she spoke to me how she spoke to everyone else. Whether it was my Uncle Toot (her son), the cashier, or her hair dresser we all got the same Nellie.
Nellie was a straight shooter. Everyone got the same version of her, no baby talk, no biting her tongue to soften a blow, just unfiltered honesty. Once you stop treating everyone differently based on age or social standing, you are able to talk about anything and everything.

That’s what Nellie did, and why everyone sought her out. The company she kept was diverse including people from every walk of life. We always had musicians old and new, more than a few aunts cousins and uncles, and neighbors she had met over the years coming in and out of the house. They all just wanted to spend time with her, have some laughs, and seek out a little of her sage unfiltered wisdom.

It was during our backgammon and Yahtzee games or as we split a pack of Reese’s cups that I got the chance to learn about the world from Nellie. We would play and talk for hours. She knew I could listen to her all day given the chance. So she taught me how to listen and deliver a sharp quip. Nellie told me stories about how terribly the canals smelled in Venice (and other anecdotes from abroad), of her adventures with Skippy in their youth and adulthood, and through these and many bits and pieces, about her life.

She spent her childhood working to help support herself and her siblings, traveled the world with her husband, raised two brilliant talented children, and in her seventies and eighties hosted hangs in the room next to mine.

Many a night I wandered in hoping to get my turn at the backgammon board. Invariably my turn would never come but I would stay to feast on all the good gossip. Something a little too juicy would spill and someone would remember me there “Nellie the baby is still in the room”. Just as my heart sank and I remembered I wasn’t one of the big people she would say “don’t worry she’s not even listening” giving me a sly glance.

She would never kick me out, and I was always listening.


Written by: Pannonica Val-Hackett

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Google Arts & Culture - Monk at 100

By Julion St Hill

Google Arts & Culture - Monk at 100

“100 years after his birth, Monk continues to be discovered and assimilated into mainstream culture.” - SF Jazz Collective

To commemorate Monk's centennial, explore the "High Priest of Bebop" in this digital exhibit, curated by SF Jazz and presented by Google Arts & Culture. 

Technology has revitalized how musicians record, perform, and distribute music – both in and out of the classroom, in an effort to further music education & promote the legacy of composers like Thelonious Monk

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5 Monk Moods You Need To Live By

By Sierre Monk

5 Monk Moods You Need To Live By

Apply these encouraging affirmations to your daily routine

Be Honest

Strive to come from an organic place by being authentic and true to yourself. If it feels right, it usually is. Walk confidently in your truth. Be transparent with yourself. Don’t spend too much time worrying about the opinions of others, but do recognize that consistency, or lack thereof, directly affects your reputation, and it is the only thing you can control. Do not allow yourself to internalize or give meaning to negative thoughts. Instead, constructively critique yourself. Say and do what you mean so you can make your word your bond, especially for yourself. Exercise your right to say no or to disagree with something and have integrity while doing so. Take a firm stand and be decisive. Grey areas often symbolize confusion or lack of motivation, so be assertive. Have you found your moral compass? Identify and make clear distinctions between what you believe is right and what you believe is wrong. When you are sad or angry about things that you can’t control, avoid self pity, because that shit will solve exactly zero of your problems. Remember, karma is real, bruh.


Thelonious Monk Discussing Problem


Stay Curious

Question everything. Find the answers. Do your own research and think freely. Read between the lines and color outside of the box. Your potential is limitless. Spread your wings, feed and nurture your mind, see the world. As you journey, don’t stop learning or dreaming. The best way to combat ignorance is through education because knowledge is, in fact, power. Be present. There are rarely any handouts in life so you’re going to have to go out and get what you want or what you feel you deserve. Achieve. Defy your own expectations and break the mental barriers you’ve constructed for yourself. You must be open enough to receive the message. Generally, the popular opinion is irrelevant, so don’t be persuaded to think otherwise. Step out of the matrix and learn to access your third eye. Gotta stay woke.


Remain Compassionate

Be kind. Have Grace. Never forget how fragile life is so start your day with a grateful heart. Have respect for every living thing, and remember that materialistic objects mean nothing, because the message is bigger than you. What do you possess that isn’t tangible? Maybe it’s time to revise your list of emotional inventory. We all carry different burdens and worries so try to be the helping hand you’d want assistance from. Practice listening to others more, and talk less. It's possible to find similarities in some of the most seemingly opposite people or situations. Always think beyond yourself and be mindful of life’s ripple effect. Be tender. Have mercy. We are never in a position to judge. Choose your words wisely, and at the very least, try to be the change that you want to see in humanity.

Exist Radiantly

Love yourself fully and wholeheartedly. Don’t apologize for your happiness and don’t tone down your joy because someone else is uncomfortable or envious. Shine bright. You are in control of your personal contentment, no one else has that power. Surround yourself with positivity and don’t let anyone kill your vibe. Outgrow. Evolve. Change is good and absolutely necessary if you're trying to avoid stagnation. You are the company you keep so be selective, some won’t make your final cut. Cardinal Rule: Your squad should only be made up of those who truly love and support you. It’s important to assess the energy that others transfer on to you. Your aura is precious.You deserve all of this good. Be greedy with yourself and know your worth. By doing so, put a high value on your time and don’t allow others to waste it. Take care of yourself and be prideful of your achievements. Trust your intuition. Create boundaries and have a bottom line for things that you won’t tolerate. Protect your heart.

Grandfather and Thelonious Monk


Continue Thankfully 

You can’t take anything for granted because each new day is a gift, not a guarantee. Be mindful of how far you’ve come and how you started. Honor those who’ve helped you along in your journey. Pay it forward by mentoring, inspiring, and helping others. Be humble as you count your blessings. Show gratitude. You’ve blossomed into something exquisite, so re-plant the seed that you sprouted from. Give credit to those you owe and pay homage to those you admire. Support. Help. Donate your time and resources to something meaningful and selfless. The best way to say thank you is to cultivate your own legacy.

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Always Know

By Sierre Monk

Always Know

“ Boo-Boo’s most ambitious plan was to establish a scholarship program and a theatrical workshop in Monk’s name...calling it Always Know, Two Is One: The Philosophy of Thelonious Sphere Monk. She hoped this ambitious work would draw links between black migration and settlement in the neighborhood, the struggle for civil and human rights and social justice, and the vision and music of Thelonious Monk. Most importantly, Boo-Boo’s dream was to establish a permanent foundation in her father’s name that could support and oversee these specific projects while keeping Monk’s legacy alive.”

Excerpt from Thelonious Monk, The Life and Times of an American Original, by Robin D. G. Kelley



Cut it out of your own heart.





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Thelonious Monk's 100th Birthday Celebration

By Sierre Monk

Thelonious Monk's 100th Birthday Celebration


On Tuesday, October 10th, 2017, the T.S. Monk Sextet opened Dizzy’s Club Coca Cola at Lincoln Center, in celebration of Thelonious Monk’s centennial birthday. For two consecutive evenings, music lovers and Jazz enthusiasts alike, experienced T.S.’s interpretation of Monk classics, such as ‘Round Midnight’ and ‘In Walked Bud’. In between tunes, listeners were given a rare glimpse inside of the Monk family dynamic, as T.S. fondly recalled charismatic stories about his dad


T.S. Monk Sextet (pictured)

Willie Williams, Randall Haywood, April May Webb, Chris Berger, Patience Higgins, Theo Hill

Thelonious Monk 100th Birthday Celebration

T.S. talks growing up Monk

Thelonious Monk Singing

Singer, April May Webb, performs a stunning rendition of ‘Round Midnight’

April May Webb Singing

Pianist, Theo Hill, channels his inner Monk vibes 

Theo Hill Playing Piano

If you don’t live it, it won’t come out of your horn

Willie Williams Playing Trumpet




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