Doc and Me

Upon leaving Doc's dressing room way back in 1970, I made a wish that I could
meet him again some day. That day happened yesterday, Sunday,
September 22, 2002, just 32 years later. (The date on my camera is
incorrect.)
Doc was in Arkansas to perform the Hummel Trumpet Concerto in Eb with the
Arkansas Symphony Orchestra, Maestro David Itkin conducting. He had never
performed it before - "I've avoided playing that beast my whole
career. I thought it time to tackle it."
The Eb trumpet, on which he performed the Hummel, was borrowed. "I don't
even own an Eb.", he said.
It had a French Besson (from Paris) bell, Besson (from England) valve
cluster, and a Kanstul lead pipe. He used a Schilke 6 mouthpiece. The mouthpiece
had a 26 backbore with a 24 hole (venturi).
He also described the Bb he brought along but, by that time, I was
overwhelmed by the experience and I don't remember the specific components. It
was put together by Byron Autry. It was also an amalgamation of parts.

Something I had never before realized is Doc's appreciation for the
professional trumpeter. Doc had just been told that ASO's principal
trumpet (and my friend, Richard Jorgensen) is to play the Hummel later this
season. "My hat's off to you guys. You can play that monster
much better than I'll ever be able to do it. You're the real players - you
symphony guys." He demonstrated genuine deference to my friends Dick
Jorgensen and Larry Jones, ASO's Principal and 2nd trumpeters.
Here is what Dick says to that: "Actually, Doc has always
been a real nice person. And, of course, all of 'us symphony trumpeters'
are real deferential to Doc. Like you, he is one of my heroes."
Doc and I briefly discussed the Boston NE Plus Ultra 3 Star
Cornet he used in last year's "Night of A Thousand Trumpets",
Hattisburg, MS, October, 2001. It is shown below. He recalled it
fondly.
(The date should be October
2001.)
Then I told him of my web site and Dick Akright's (Doc's former Bel Canto
partner) description of that cornet.
But Doc countered the story and corrected a mistake on my web
site depicting his trumpets used that night. It is not the 3 Star
restored by Dick Akright. Instead, Doc said the one used in Mississippi
was purchased from Ren Schilke's estate. Yes, THAT Schilke. The
Schilke factory restored the horn. Of particular significance - it was
Schilke's first instrument. The one on which he learned to play.
What a story!
Doc's spit
That day in 1970 is one which has been fondly recalled and retold several
times, here for yet another time. A senior in high school, I was a member
of the Memphis Youth Symphony and a student of now late Richard Steff, the MSO
principal trumpet and trumpet instructor at Memphis State. Doc invited the
Youth Symphony trumpet section back stage after the concert.
I remember seeing first Doc, sitting in a chair, and then his trumpet,
sitting on the make-up counter by the mirror. The mirror had lights across
the top and down both sides. Doc was on the other side of the room, facing
the mirror and his trumpet. The five of us had almost enough room to be
comfortable.
We were all introduced. The exact memory has long faded, but I remember
Doc told a joke or two and made us all feel at ease. He complimented us on
our progress as trumpeters, noting that Mr. Steff had said how proud he was of
us.
I asked if I could hold his trumpet. He said "Sure - and, play it,
too!"
The fingers of my left hand closed oh so carefully around the valve
casing. The first thing I noted was how HOT the horn was. It had
been several minutes since he had come off stage, but his horn was still warm.
It was a Getzen Eterna, Severinsen model. I thought "Wow - he
actually plays one of these!"
The valves were fast and crisp.
Looking at his
mouthpiece, I saw that a little spittle was in the cup. "OH
NO!", I thought, "Doc's SPIT!!"
"Do I wipe it out? Would that be rude? No one's ever told me
what to do in this situation!", I was frantically thinking.
Making a command decision on the fly, I decided to leave the spit.
After all, it might be like an magic salve and improve my playing.
A tuning note 'C' was evoked. Then a 2nd space, G, then another
'C'. I pulled the horn away and looked, with disgust, at the horn's bell.
Again, this time with more authority - a 'G' scale. Fast.
Crisp. A few chromatic notes, G to C# and back, then a two octave 'D'
scale. Again, and with more of a look of terror and disgust, I looked at
Doc's trumpet.
With genuine concern, Doc stood up and asked "What? Is something
wrong with my trumpet?"
My response - to which Doc melted with laughter - "Hell - I sound just
like ME on this horn!"
Doc's spit doesn't help.

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