Finding
Your Voice
By Carlo Wolff
Faith
in Time: The Life of Jimmy Scott
By
David Ritz Da Capo Press, 288 pages, $25
Jimmy Scotts hard-luck stories and physical idiosyncrasies
make him a paradigmatic outsider in the world of jazz. The
way those stories infuse his art is the focus of Faith
in Time, David Ritzs sensitive biography of this unique
jazz singer.
Born in 1925 in Cleveland, Scott was one of 10 children of
saintly seamstress Justine Stanard and asphalt worker Arthur
Scott, her egotistic, womanizing husband. Like several others
in his family, Scott suffers from what he calls the Deficiency:
Kallmanns Syndrome, hormonal arrest that prevented his testicles
from dropping, his penis from developing and his voice from
deepening. The Deficiency has kept him short and hairless
and boyish-looking, coloring his relationships with his family,
his four ex-wives, even his current love. Its also money
in the bank: It gave him a girlish voice perfect for ballads,
the form hes excelled in throughout his 60-year career.
I
was eighteen years old when I first heard it, jazz singer
Nancy Wilson tells Ritz. I was playing clubs around Ohio
and, because of Jimmys version [of When Did You Leave Heaven,
recorded in 1955], fell in love with the song. I had fallen
in love with Jimmys sensitivity the moment Id heard Everybodys
Somebodys Fool [a 1950 hit for Little Jimmy Scott as a singer
with the Lionel Hampton Orchestra]. From then on, I followed
his career and based my style on his. It was more than his
phrasing, which, of course, was compelling and unique. It
was what he did with words. The note must serve the word,
not vice versa.
Ritz, who specializes in writing about black soul and jazz
singers, has done his homework on Scott, a character of great
artistic talent, unworkable emotions and minimal business
sense.
In
the course of writing this biography, Jimmy Scott became my
friend, he writes. I would have it no other way. In fact,
the book could be written no other way because, at its heart,
Faith in Time is a dialogue between friends.
From the 60s to the 90s, Scott dropped off the jazz map
despite pockets of popularity in Cleveland, Newark, N.J.,
and New York. He married and drank with abandon, had a bad
accident at work, suffered awful treatment at the hands of
record companies (particularly classic-jazz label Savoy, whose
founder, Herman Lubinsky, restrained other imprints from distributing
Scott recordings), and finally returned to the spotlight in
1991. That year, Scott recorded the magnificent All the
Way for Sire/Warner Bros. Subsequent Warner albums didnt
do as well, but toward the end of the decade, Scott resurfaced
on Milestone, where he has recorded three jewellike albums
setting his world-weary, androgynous voice among trophy jazz
instrumentalists.
Ritzs book is friendly, though it all but accuses Scott of
being an alcoholic and renders his troubled marriages and
business relationships in great detail. Ritz, however, also
celebrates Scotts uniqueness, quoting praise from music-industry
figures spanning producer Joel Dorn, Ray Charles (who produced
and recorded Scotts legendary Falling in Love Is Wonderful
only to pull it after Savoys Lubinsky threatened litigation)
and literary punk-poet Lou Reed.
At times, Scott sounds too literate in Ritzs quotes. Ive
interviewed Scott, too, and found his responses rambling and
disjointed. Ritz prettifies his language; Scotts cadence,
in conversation and on record, is definitively laid-back and
associative, not as linear as Ritz makes it.
Perhaps the Scott quotes read well because Ritz is determined
to cast his problematic subject in a fundamentally upbeat
light. Scott, both a great singer and an acquired taste, deserves
the warmth. This book, the recent albums and the recent rerelease
of Falling in Love Is Wonderful (Rhino Handmade is
issuing a 7,500-copy run) affirm Jimmy Scotts singular sense
of timeand a voice that can tear your heart out.
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