Friday jazz profile: Django Reinhardt, ingenuity and true adversity
Today, let's step way back into the wayback machine and have ourselves a listen and gander at the great Django Reinhardt. To the modern American ear, his music might sound particularly anachronistic, but I encourage everyone to listen (and read) widely. Without Django, there would be no such thing as lead guitar. Also, his music was really cool. Here's the deal. Django was a Belgian gypsy, playing guitar at a time before electrification. Prior to electrification, the only role for a guitar in a band was as a rhythm instrument. Why? Volume. The acoustic guitar just isn't as loud as, say, a horn. (Or a violin, as played by his partner, Stephane Grappelli.) Rhythm meant chords, chords, and more chords. And then tragedy struck. A caravan fire. Reinhardt was hurt. Badly. Now watch and listen. In particular, watch Django's left hand. Did you notice something about which fingers moved? T...