
Montreux Jazz Festival hails 'godfather' Quincy Jones
Quincy Jones was the godfather of the Montreux Jazz Festival and was instrumental in bringing different styles to the stage, the event's chief executive said on Monday.
Music industry titan Jones, who died on Sunday aged 91, co-produced the Swiss festival from 1991 to 1993 -- and returned to Lake Geneva every summer until 2019 to perform and immerse himself in the sounds.
"He came every year, spending time with us, listening to music, advising us. He was like a big godfather to the Montreux Jazz Festival," chief executive Mathieu Jaton said.
"It's a very big page which has turned," he said.
"What he did for the festival will last forever."
Jones's influence steered Montreux into blending styles and artists. The festival is now a magnet for big names as well as for rising stars, having dramatically expanded its repertoire beyond its jazz beginnings.
Jaton said jazz hero Jones and the festival's founder Claude Nobs had "exactly the same vision" for the event, which sparked criticism in the 1990s for bringing in hip-hop and Latin music.
"He was deep into the music and always bringing a lot of different people on stage to play together," said Jaton.
"He was mixing all kinds of music -- if the music was good.
"That put Montreux on the map in a totally different way. It was the festival where musicians can express themselves and enjoy playing with other musicians," he said.
Jaton said one of Jones's landmark achievements at Montreux was convincing the great jazz trumpeter Miles Davis at last to revisit major works from his past -- just two months before his death in 1991.
The resulting album, Miles and Quincy: Live at Montreux, won a Grammy Award.
"That was his capacity to bring an artist to a different comfort zone and make a concert which is going to be legendary," said Jaton.
"It was far beyond his musical competence: it was his charisma also. Every single musician wanted to talk to Quincy and be with him.
"He was not behaving like a superstar. He was accessible. He was sitting in the crowd and talking to everyone. And so passionate about music."
While the festival will consider how best to pay tribute to Jones, Jaton said: "I rather prefer when it's coming from the artists themselves, because it's more authentic.
"I will just remember that image of Quincy vibrating on stage, listening to young musicians and making a little sign to me saying, 'who's that guy playing bass? Wow, he sounds really good!'
"That was Quincy: listening to jam sessions and just feeling, 'this guy is great, I want to talk to him' -- and then spending an hour talking to a young guy who's 20 years old.
"He changed the lives of many young artists in Montreux just by talking to them. That's what I have in my heart today: that man."
Hashtags

Try Our AI Features
Explore what Daily8 AI can do for you:
Comments
No comments yet...
Related Articles


Khaleej Times
10 hours ago
- Khaleej Times
Life's Like That: The perils of perfection in conversations
Am I planting a bomb under my own feet? Looks like, but I thought I should share this story because it's unbelievable how the human mind works. Is it an unwritten chapter wrenched from my own life or something 'forwarded many times' on WhatsApp? Let me have the right to be tightlipped on the source for the sake of my mental and physical wellbeing. But before you jump the gun, let it be clear that I'm assuming the role of the chief protagonist to make the narrative as intense as possible. And this story is about the perils of perfection and the pain of immortalising love. She and I were good friends, not very long ago. Maybe still, but more than — or less than — just friends at the moment. As in any relation, conversations were hectic and intense in the beginning, but not so frequent midway and finally tapered to the level of 'good morning', 'good night' and 'sorry, busy'. Finally, the desire to meet up and binge on craft beer at Windmills outside Kempegowda died out like a can of tonic water that has lost its fizz after the expiry date. After several months, we left like a couple on their way back from a Swiss honeymoon, beaten high and dry by the wuthering heights of an alpine of merriment and chapped lips not moistened by lip locks anymore. On our lacklustre journey together, we were strangers at times, an estranged couple waiting for the final hearing in their divorce case at others, and occasionally like two long-lost soulmates yearning for a reunion. Then on a not-so-fine morning — after months of cold-shouldering each other— abuses started to fly, not exactly an exchange of fire, but a one-way trade. She was always on the boil, finding fault with whatever I did to keep her comfortable. Every feel-good message was met with a volley of words that teetered on abuses. 'Sorry, I cannot keep replying to your messages,' she said. 'This cannot be a full-time job.' 'No issues, take care and your time,' I replied. 'Did you send me a message past midnight? Didn't I tell you I sleep with my mum? You are becoming a pain,' she asked the other day. 'Did I? I am so sorry.' I knew it needs two hands to clap so silence was golden at times like this. Yet on another occasion, she said: 'How could you do this to me? You are questioning my morality and integrity. John and I have been childhood friends so going for a movie with him shouldn't be giving you a heartburn. Are you stalking me?' She literally exploded on the chat. 'But I only said I was also free. John has been my friend too ever since we met.' 'Haven't you heard three is a crowd,' she shot back. 'Listen, I don't put all the eggs in a single basket. Different people in my life have different levels of freedom. I won't want anyone to question my integrity.' She seemed to be furious. 'It's my life and I live it the way I want to.' Insensitive, upcountry boor, patriarchist, Casanova, male chauvinist, misogynist were some of the less serious charges thrown randomly at me. She indulged in all sorts of whataboutery to shout me down. But why should I give room for anyone to question my integrity? She isn't my life partner. Not yet. Moreover, I never gatecrashed into her life. It was she who knocked on the Messenger. I was cosy and peaceful in my little cocoon, never compromising on the tranquility that prevailed in my life. I was aghast at the pile of toxin gathering in our relationship. It was no more the little frets and fumes commonplace in every relationship. The ills were already metastatic. They showed up in every cell of our souls. Call it quits? I still maintained calm, hoping to salvage an otherwise beautiful relationship. It's possible she has internal struggles, family issues, a faltering relationship. 'Calm down, everything will be alright,' I kept saying. 'How dare you call my dad a cheapskate for not offering tea when you gatecrashed the other day? You weren't there for more than a minute. We aren't running a juice shop to produce things at someone's beck and call.' Did I call him a cheapskate? Never. I only mentioned they had a room with a view and I wouldn't mind having a cup of coffee there. Enough of the filth. Do I deserve to be out in the cold with a hailstorm battering me all around? Why am I being punished for no reason of mine? Who is she to push me around and what's her intent? I thought it was time to part ways. If ever a reunion happened, it would take a lifetime to clear up all the accumulated filth. After months of unsettling silence, we met on a hilltop on my request, away from all prying eyes. 'How have you been?' I asked politely, staring straight into her eyes. 'I have been so caring, loving and understanding. Why did you still hate me?' 'I never hated you,' she said, looking at the slanting sun. 'I was afraid I was falling in love with you. Madly, and frighteningly mad. I did all this so you would hate me forever and go away,' she said, her lazy curls flying in the wind and eyes welling up. 'But why?' 'It was so overwhelming. Your love, your care, your perfectness, your integrity, your loyalty all belittles me. I was sure I wouldn't be able to return them in the same coin. There were times when I so desperately wished to be shouted at by you.' 'Twenty-four carat is too fragile to make ornaments. Why are you so complete?' 'Besides, I have commitments to my parents to keep.' She sobbed into her palm as she began to walk down the hill. The sun setting in the russet sky beyond the golden fields was so perfectly beautiful to behold.


Time Out Abu Dhabi
2 days ago
- Time Out Abu Dhabi
Nightclubs in Abu Dhabi: the best bars and nightclubs to dance the night away
When your favourite track plays, it's time to get up and groove. It's a fact that there aren't many things in life that a good boogey with your friends can't fix and when it comes to a night out on the town, trust us when we say the capital can deliver – you just need to know where to go. Abu Dhabi might have a slower pace rep and while we love that for us, the nightlife scene is alive and well. From a Mexican restaurant that turns into a dancefloor as soon as you put your cutlery down and new events reigniting house music to your trusty Irish pubs delivering a solid night out weekend after weekend, you won't be disappointed at any of these spots. Are you game for a dance-off? Let's go. The best bars and nightclubs in Abu Dhabi if you want to dance Atlon This place in Souk Qaryat Al Beri may be small but boy, does it pack a punch. With events almost every day of the week, you can pick from karaoke nights, Afro beats, Amapiano, RnB – the list goes on… Tue-Thu 7pm-3am, Fri 4pm-3.30am, Sat 3pm-3.30am, Sun 2pm-8pm. Souq Qaryat Al Beri, @atlonabudhabi (058 575 3414). Barbossa Not only is Barbossa one of the best Latin American restaurants in the capital, we're also a little bit in love with how smoothly it transitions into one of the best dance floors around. This is especially true on Thursdays, the same day they have a ladies' night. You'll come for the Mexican mixed drinks and the delicious tacos, but you'll stay for the fiery Latin beats and the occasional Mariachi band performance. Sun-Wed 12pm-1am, Thu-Fri 12pm-3am, Sat 1pm-3am. Yas Bay Waterfront, @barbossa_auh (050 185 8068). Café del Mar While the tunes never actually stop at Café del Mar (the temperature-controlled pool makes it the ideal beach club all year round, FYI), it's the recently opened 360 Lounge that you should be heading to for your next night out. Panoramic views over Yas Bay, talented DJs on the decks and truly excellent vibes – what more could you want? We thought so. Mon-Thu 6pm-2am, Fri-Sun 6pm-3am. Yas Bay Waterfront, @cafedelmarabudhabi (050 402 2283). Iris Credit: Iris With a weekly line-up that doesn't light up, it doesn't matter what day of the week you're feeling a night out. From RnB and Hip-Hop to Latin and Afro beats to 80s and 90s tunes, there really is something for everyone. Plus, the view over Yas Marina? 10/10, no cap. Mon-Sat 6pm-3.30am. Yas Marina, Yas Island, @irisyasisland (55 160 5636). Fueeltkl x ADHM This isn't technically a venue, but these two groups are both responsible for some of the funnest nights in Abu Dhabi. First up, you have Fueeltkl, who organise reggaeton and Latin music events everywhere from the W Abu Dhabi to Iris Yas Island. Then we have the Abu Dhabi House Movement, who are taking on the very important mission to bring more house music to town, organising events at places like Ilios Beach Club and Fahid Island Beach Club. The best part is that they've started collaborating, which is great if you have a variety of music tastes in your friendship group. Various locations and times, @fueeltkl, @adhousemovement. Lock, Stock and Barrel Abu Dhabi's self-proclaimed party bar knows how to make you move and its full-on approach is sometimes what you need to shake it off. The two-level, industrial-style bar has a great view of Yas Bay Waterfront, but really the fun is inside. From endless deals to live music and Ladies' Nights, what's not to love? Mon-Wed, 4pm-2am. Thu 4pm-2am, Fri & Sun noon-3am, Sat 2pm-3am. Yas Bay Waterfront, Yas Island, @lockstockabudhabi (04 423 8308). McCafferty's We couldn't round up the best nightlife in the capital without an Irish pub, could we? Since it opened in 2023, McCafferty's quickly became a Yas Island staple and you'd be pressed to find anyone who hasn't started or ended their night here. With live music and DJ performances, it's definitely a favourite among locals. Open daily 9am-2am. Hilton Yas Island, @mccaffertysyas (058 598 3623). Zuma It's one of the best restaurants in town but did you know it actually has a flawless party vibe too? Head over after 10pm on the weekend and you can witness the classy jaunt get its party mode ON. Sun-Thu 7pm-1am, Fri-Sat 7pm-2am. The Galleria Al Maryah Island, @zumaabudhabi (02 401 5900). White Abu Dhabi's largest club knows how to make you hit the dancefloor, with high-tech sounds, lasers and projections and 360-degree projection mapping – plus the globally renowned DJs, of course. Fri-Sat 11pm-3.30am. Yas Bay, Yas Island. @whiteabudhabi (50 639 8934). More things to do in Abu Dhabi Everything happening in Abu Dhabi in 2025 From new openings to big events, this is shaping up to be quite a year The 43 best Abu Dhabi ladies' nights you need to know about Enjoy a night out for less at these brilliant bars and restaurants Abu Dhabi's best restaurants: Everywhere you should eat at least once Your dinner inspo is sorted


Gulf Today
4 days ago
- Gulf Today
Why a Minneapolis neighbourhood sharpens a giant pencil every year
Residents will gather on Saturday (June 14) in a scenic Minneapolis neighbourhood for an annual ritual -- the sharpening of a gigantic No. 2 pencil. The 20-foot-tall (6-metre-tall) pencil was sculpted out of a mammoth oak tree at the home of John and Amy Higgins. The beloved tree was damaged in a storm a few years ago when fierce winds twisted the crown off. Neighbours mourned. A couple even wept. But the Higginses saw it not so much as a loss, but as a chance to give the tree new life. The sharpening ceremony on their front lawn has evolved into a community spectacle that draws hundreds of people to the leafy neighborhood on Lake of the Isles, complete with music and pageantry. Some people dress as pencils or erasers. Two Swiss alphorn players will provide part of this year's entertainment. The hosts will commemorate a Minneapolis icon, the late music superstar Prince, by handing out purple pencils on what would have been his 67th birthday. In the wake of the storm, the Higginses knew they wanted to create a sculpture out of their tree. They envisioned a whimsical piece of pop art that people could recognize, but not a stereotypical chainsaw-carved, north-woods bear. Given the shape and circumference of the log, they came up with the idea of an oversized pencil standing tall in their yard. "Why a pencil? Everybody uses a pencil," Amy Higgins said. "Everybody knows a pencil. You see it in school, you see it in people's work, or drawings, everything. So, it's just so accessible to everybody, I think, and can easily mean something, and everyone can make what they want of it." Artist Curtis Ingvoldstad touches up his 20-foot-tall pencil sculpture ahead of its annual sharpening in Minneapolis recently. AP So they enlisted wood sculptor Curtis Ingvoldstad to transform it into a replica of a classic Trusty brand No. 2 pencil. "People interpret this however they want to. They should. They should come to this and find whatever they want out of it," Ingvoldstad said. That's true even if their reaction is negative, he added. "Whatever you want to bring, you know, it's you at the end of the day. And it's a good place. It's good to have pieces that do that for people." John Higgins said they wanted the celebration to pull the community together. "We tell a story about the dull tip, and we're gonna get sharp," he said. "There's a renewal. We can write a new love letter, a thank you note. We can write a math problem, a to-do list. And that chance for renewal, that promise, people really seem to buy into and understand." To keep the point pointy, they haul a giant, custom-made pencil sharpener up the scaffolding that's erected for the event. Like a real pencil, this one is ephemeral. Every year they sharpen it, it gets a bit shorter. They've taken anywhere from 3 to 10 inches (8 to 25 centimetres) off a year. They haven't decided how much to shave off this year. They're OK knowing that they could reduce it to a stub one day. The artist said they'll let time and life dictate its form - that's part of the magic. "Like any ritual, you've got to sacrifice something," Ingvoldstad said. "So we're sacrificing part of the monumentality of the pencil, so that we can give that to the audience that comes, and say, 'This is our offering to you, and in goodwill to all the things that you've done this year.' Associated Press