Mes après-midis chez Don Cherry

THIS ISSUE: In which Tony hangs with the avant-garde master of the pocket trumpet

In the spring of 1969, as an aspiring jazz drummer of 15 pretentiously and largely uncomprehendingly drawn to the music’s difficult avant-garde, I learned that Don Cherry, Ornette Coleman’s alter ego during Ornette’s starvation years and an icon of free jazz himself, had recently moved to the village of Congers in my native Rockland County, New York, just north of New York City. Ornette was putting together a group drawn mostly from his early cohorts, and the call went out to Stockholm, where Don had settled—to the