Maynard was an early hero of mine. I still remember hearing Si! Si! MF and being blown away. If you'd told me that someone could play the trumpet like that, I wouldn't have believed you. Yet here he was, high, wide, and wonderful.
This is from a live concert in 1967, a big band arrangement of Herbie Hancock's "Watermelon Man." Listen to the ending, starting at about 10:44. First we have a so-called "shout" chorus with Maynard soaring above the band. Starting about about 11:16 we'll vamp to the end a minute and a half later. But, instruments drop out until we're left with a pair of antiphonal trombones at about 11:54. Then we start building back up at 12:00.
Where's this going? How will it end? We don't know. That's the point. We don't know.
Maynard picks up his trumpet at 12:27. Is he going to play? Then instruments start dropping out at 12:39. Hmmm. Maybe he's not going to play again. But then again, maybe he's got a big surprise planned. One never knows, do one? Nope. Not going to happen. We're back down to those antiphonal bones and, with a final drum hit at 12:52, we're out.
BTW, "Antiphonal Bones," that's a band name, "Randy Sax and the Antiphonal Bones."
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