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JazzTimes 10: Miles Davis’ Live Albums

Ranking the Dark Prince’s finest recorded moments on stage

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Miles Davis in 1973
Miles Davis in 1973 (photo: Urve Kuusik/Sony Music Archives)

Recently I was at a café wrapping up a day by reading Edwardian ghost stories, bored by the music on the sound system and not expecting much, when Miles Davis’ “Summertime” from the Porgy and Bess album began to play. I had a single, immediate thought: “Other level.” It only takes a few notes, with a musician such as Davis, to know what you’re hearing isn’t like anything else you might hear. Different degree of command, authority, talent.

We’re sometimes more apt to notice something like this when we’re out and about in the presence of others. It’s the same as when you watch a movie with someone, and you think, “Hmmm, I hadn’t really discerned what they were doing in this scene before.” Senses sharpen.

So it went with those who were fortunate to see the Dark Magus live in concert, let alone the especially lucky ones who caught him in his prime, which stretched longer than that of any other jazz musician. That stretching involved phases that both contrasted and, paradoxically, interlocked, such that Davis is the rare artist who draws deep devotees of both his entire career and single eras within that career.

Miles would have happily told you he was the king of many things—influence and innovation foremost among them—but I wonder if his shifting styles, documented so capably on studio dates, have caused us to overlook his reign as the man with the finest clutch of live LPs in jazz history. Who else could it be? You could, if you were of a mind, disregard the studio output and care solely, and fervidly, about his in-person discography. Maybe take a year and say, “Okay, for these next 12 months, I will spin only the live material! It shall be my all-consuming deep dive!”

Trust me, I hear you. That’s not a bad idea. I’d suggest imagining that you’re at the venue in question, hearing Davis alongside others who are also hearing him. Again, those senses sharpen. But where to begin, right? Is the amount of material not overwhelming?

First, here’s a tip that has served me well, mostly because it’s true: You can’t go wrong with any of it. Even when it doesn’t outright “work” as art, it works as entertainment. Documentation of a genius in flux. Changing epochs. World-class playing. Top-tier bandleading. A noble experiment. Whatever it may be. A combo.

But for a primer, we’re going to hit you with a list. The blending of the entertainment, the innovation, the art, and that Miles-ian quality where you’re awed and think he can’t go any higher, any realer, before he does, in the next bar, and then higher and realer again. I think that this list of the 10 best live Miles Davis recordings—confining ourselves to whole records or dates—would cause the man himself to say, “Other level.”

8. Miles Davis Quintet: Live at the Oriental Theatre 1966 (Sunburn, 2014)

8. Miles Davis Quintet: <i>Live at the Oriental Theatre 1966</i> (Sunburn, 2014)

Cheating but not cheating, because though this is a bootleg, it exists and is there for you to listen to as easily as you might listen to anything else in our compendium. We have (most of) the Second Great Quintet—Davis’ best band, arguably the best small band there has been in these United States, in any genre—out West. 1966 is a special year for the Quintet. They get a footing in 1964 (and I am scolding myself for leaving out the Philharmonic Hall tape of Valentine’s Day from that year) and jell throughout 1965, but come the end of that annum, they emerge as all-but-official chamber musicians who go around and play for the enlightened folk. It’s concert-hall music, a kind of post-classical classical. The venue, an old-school movie theater in Portland, Oregon, with baroque furnishings, suits the spirit of the music fine. Richard Davis takes the place of Ron Carter on bass, but note how Davis locks his groove, and the band’s groove, to that of wunderkind drummer Tony Williams. People think Davis was arrogant. He wasn’t. He knew what he was and could do. And what he cared about was the sound, more than anything, even if he didn’t immediately come across as the “star” player. He was so good that he didn’t have to.

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Colin Fleming

Colin Fleming writes fiction and nonfiction on myriad topics—art, film, music, sports, literature, current events—for a wide range of publications, and talks regularly on radio and podcasts. His most recent books are an entry in the 33 1/3 series on Sam Cooke’s Live at the Harlem Square Club, 1963, a volume about the 1951 film Scrooge as the ultimate work of cinematic terror, and the story collection, If You [ ]: Fabula, Fantasy, F**kery, Hope. Find him on the web at (where he maintains the unique online journal, the Many Moments More blog) and on Twitter @colinfleminglit. He lives in Boston and has contributed to JazzTimes since 2006.