Nimbus has been picking 
                up MusicMasters’ catalogue and restoring 
                some highly diverting things to the 
                catalogue. This one is a case in point. 
                Maurice Peresss and the American Composers 
                Orchestra are joined by some elite soloists 
                to set down estimable recordings of 
                four of Duke Ellington’s suites - two 
                well known and two markedly less so. 
              
 
              
The best known of the 
                quartet, Black, Brown and Beige, 
                has been orchestrated by Peress. We 
                can hear what has to be the baritone 
                saxophone of Joe Temperley in this one, 
                whose evocation of Harry Carney is appropriate 
                yet manages to retain total tonal independence 
                of the illustrious model. Temperley 
                – and Eugene Moye, the cello principal 
                of the orchestra and Walt Weiskopf, 
                the alto player in the orchestra – are 
                not mentioned on the jewel box credits 
                but they are noted in the booklet. Richard 
                Chamberlain cleaves closer to Tricky 
                Sam Nanton in his role and altoist Frank 
                Wess, very much his own man, takes the 
                Johnny Hodges role. It’s true that the 
                orchestral garb can somewhat blunt the 
                pungency of the Ellington scoring but 
                this alternative look at one of Ellington’s 
                most impressive, albeit most contentious, 
                scores is splendidly realised on its 
                own terms. 
              
 
              
Three Black Kings 
                was once written off by James Lincoln 
                Collier – himself no stranger to controversy 
                – as "movie music." What I 
                think got to Collier was the rather 
                generic, piecemeal quality of this ballet 
                suite. Ellington’s three songs here 
                were King of the Magi, King Solomon 
                and Martin Luther King and the soloist 
                is Jimmy Heath on tenor and soprano 
                saxophones. There are some feints toward 
                the exotic East and everything – not 
                least Heath’s articulate playing – is 
                exceptionally pleasant. But I’m with 
                Collier here – the music lacks real 
                distinction; it’s fluent but melodically 
                uninvolving and strangely naïve 
                for Ellington. It’s no great surprise 
                to realise that it was left incomplete 
                on Ellington’s death. 
              
 
              
New World A-Comin’ 
                is like Black, Brown and Beige 
                another wartime work, again heard here 
                in Peress’ revision. Roland Hanna takes 
                the Ellingtonian piano part, which has 
                been transcribed from the 1943 concert 
                performance; Hanna though improvises 
                the final cadenza. There’s also an excellent 
                solo from clarinettist Stephen Hart. 
                Finally there is Harlem – for Jazz 
                Band and Orchestra perhaps the most 
                impressive, because the most sheerly 
                integrated, of all. There is a stellar 
                quartet of soloists to attend this one 
                and they play with tremendous awareness 
                and control. The seamless quality of 
                Harlem is certainly apparent 
                in this tremendous performance – the 
                variety of moods and textures; the stylistic 
                variety; and that drum solo, played 
                with verve by Butch Miles. And to have 
                alongside you, Jon Faddis, Ron Carter 
                and clarinettist Bill Easley is no bad 
                thing. 
              
 
              
The recording quality 
                back in 1989 was – and remains – first 
                class and we also have the advantage 
                of Peress’s own sleeve notes. Symphonic 
                Ellington strides confidently in this 
                re-release. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf