The genre of memoirs by jazz musicians is a rich one, filled with tales of trials and tribulations as well as success stories. To make a memoir work, the author has to not only recall events and feelings from the past correctly, but also manage to project the right tone and voice, with genuine rather than false humility. On top of that, we readers would like to learn something about the author that we didn’t know before, which presents another challenge. Every memoir here except (spoiler alert!) Charles Mingus’ required an assist from a writer or editor, who deserves credit for helping to bring the project home.
Although some of the material was later determined by historians and critics to be, shall we say, less than truthful, the forceful nature of Mingus as a musician and man comes across loud and clear. In recounting his early life and struggles, Mingus is blunt, profane, and sometimes poetic. To get a clearer picture of his life, we suggest combining this book with Sue Mingus’ beautifully written Tonight at Noon, which talks about her life with the legendary bassist and composer.