It was Buddy Catlett day in Seattle two weeks ago - February 21st, 2008. I was at City Hall to recognize Buddy, along with my friend Robert Wade, and to celebrate all he means to the city's jazz history and ecosystem. I listened, I watched, I shook his hand, and I photographed him. But I didn't write about it. I didn't share it on the Bent. Like so many people, and things, since last August, it didn't make it to the Bent.
There have been plenty of pictures, and plenty of thoughts. Even occasional hit-and-miss attempts at writing. And for six months, nothing has made it the Bent. They'd slip a day or two, or a week, until they didn't seem like news. And so it went. Or not.
But I kept thinking about Buddy. Out there week after week. Playing gigs with Clarence Acox's Legend Quartet at the New Orleans in Pioneer Square, or with Brian Nova at the Pampas Room in Belltown. He's played with Louis Armstrong, and Quincy Jones, and Cal Tjader and on and on. He just keeps playing. A long time ago. Tomorrow.
I remembered this blog is not about news. It's about the view from here. It doesn't matter if it's a day, a week, or a year old. It's just the view. Thanks Buddy.
More pictures of Buddy and Friends from Buddy Catlett Day in Seattle.