{"id":3682,"date":"2015-03-01T00:01:18","date_gmt":"2015-03-01T06:01:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=3682"},"modified":"2015-03-01T08:55:58","modified_gmt":"2015-03-01T14:55:58","slug":"7-imps-7-kicks-421-featuring-bryan-collier","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=3682","title":{"rendered":"7-Imp\u2019s 7 Kicks #421: Featuring Bryan Collier"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/TromboneShorty_FULL3large.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/TromboneShorty_FULL3small.jpg\" border=1><\/a><br \/>\n<center><em>&#8220;But first I needed an instrument. The great thing about music is that you don&#8217;t even need a real instrument to play. So my friends and I decided to make our own.&#8221;<\/em><br \/>(Click to enlarge spread)<\/center><\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s the first Sunday of the month, which means I normally feature the work of a student or debut illustrator. I&#8217;m breaking my own 7-Imp rules today, however, to &#8230; well, <em>not<\/em> do that &#8212; simply because I like this book and want to show you all some spreads from it. This won&#8217;t be on shelves till mid-April. Forgive me for posting about it a bit early, but hey, it&#8217;s already March! <\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/tromboneshortycover1.JPG\" style=\"float: right;\"><em><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.indiebound.org\/book\/9781419714658\">Trombone Shorty<\/a><\/strong><\/em> (Abrams) is the picture book autobiography from Grammy-nominated musician <strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.tromboneshorty.com\/\">Troy &#8220;Trombone Shorty&#8221; Andrews<\/a><\/strong>. Illustrated by <strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.bryancollier.com\/\">Bryan Collier<\/a><\/strong>, Andrews kicks the book off with &#8220;&#8221;Where Y&#8217;at?&#8221;, explaining that the folks in New Orleans have their own way of living and their own way of talking. Young Andrews grew up in Trem\u00e9, where &#8220;you could hear music floating in the air.&#8221; His older brother played the trumpet, and Andrews would watch and pretend to play his own. Andrews and his family would delight in the Mardi Gras parades, which &#8220;made everyone forget about their troubles for a little while.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Andrews and his friends made their own instruments until the day Troy himself found an old, beaten up trombone. He joined a parade, his brother shouting, &#8220;TROMBONE SHORTY! WHERE Y&#8217;AT?&#8221; Thus a nickname was born. <!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Andrews goes on to describe the moment Bo Diddley called him out in a crowd at the New Orleans Jazz &#038; Heritage Festival. Before he knows it, Andrews is on stage, playing with Diddley watching. The moment is illustrated, and in the backmatter readers are shown the actual photograph of this moment (two things I could show you today, but I&#8217;ll leave that for you to discover when you find a copy of this in April). &#8220;After I played with Bo Diddley,&#8221; Andrews writes, &#8220;I knew I was ready to have my own band.&#8221; Towards the book&#8217;s close, Andrews switches to present tense: <\/p>\n<blockquote><p>And now I have my own band, called Trombone Shorty &#038; Orleans Avenue, named after a street in Trem\u00e9. I&#8217;ve played all around the world, but I always come back to New Orleans. &#8230;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I don&#8217;t think it&#8217;d be possible for there to be a better illustrator for this book than Collier. And he&#8217;s on fire here. &#8220;Collier portrays the story of this living legend with energy and style,&#8221; writes the <em>Kirkus<\/em> review, &#8220;making visible the swirling sounds of jazz.&#8221; It&#8217;s a feast for one&#8217;s eyes. Below are some spreads from the book. <\/p>\n<p>(If you purchase this book, come April, a portion of the proceeds will be donated to the <strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.tromboneshortyfoundation.org\/\">Trombone Shorty Foundation<\/a><\/strong>.)<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/TromboneShorty_FULL1large.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/TromboneShorty_FULL1small.jpg\" border=1><\/a><br \/>\n<center><em>&#8220;And there was music in my house, too. My big brother, James, played the trumpet so loud you could hear him halfway across town! He was the leader of his own band,<br \/>and my friends and I would pretend to be in the band, too.<br \/><strong><font size=3>&#8216;FOLLOW ME,&#8217; <\/font><\/strong>James would say.&#8221;<\/em><br \/>(Click to enlarge spread)<\/center><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/TromboneShorty_FULL2large.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/TromboneShorty_FULL2small.jpg\" border=1><\/a><br \/>\n<center><em>&#8220;I listened to all these sounds and mixed them together, just like how we make our food. We take one big pot and throw in sausage, crab, shrimp, chicken, vegetables, rice&#8212;whatever&#8217;s in the kitchen&#8212;and stir it all together and let it cook. When it&#8217;s done, it&#8217;s the most delicious taste you&#8217;ve ever tried. We call it gumbo,<br \/>and that&#8217;s what I wanted my music to sound like&#8212;<br \/>different styles combined to create my own <\/em>musical<em> gumbo!&#8221;<\/em><br \/>(Click to enlarge spread)<\/center><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/TromboneShorty_FULL5large.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/TromboneShorty_FULL5small.jpg\" border=1><\/a><br \/>\n<center><em>&#8220;From that day on, everyone called me Trombone Shorty! I took that trombone everywhere I went and never stopped playing. I was so small that sometimes I fell right over to the ground because it was so heavy. But I always got back up, and I learned to hold it up high. I listened to my brother play songs over and over,<br \/>and I taught myself those songs, too. I practiced day and night,<br \/>and sometimes I fell asleep with my trombone in my hands.&#8221;<\/em><br \/>(Click to enlarge spread)<\/center><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/TromboneShorty_FULL4large.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/03\/TromboneShorty_FULL4small.jpg\" border=1><\/a><br \/>\n<center><em>&#8220;Today I play at the same New Orleans jazz festival where I once played with<br \/>Bo Diddley. And when the performance ends, I lead a parade of musicians around,<br \/>just like I used to do in the streets of Trem\u00e9 with my friends. <strong><font size=3>WHERE Y&#8217;AT? WHERE Y&#8217;AT?<\/font><\/strong> I still keep my trombone in my hands, and I will never let it go.&#8221;<\/em><br \/>(Click to enlarge spread)<\/center><br \/>\n<BR>&nbsp;<BR><br \/>\n<em>TROMBONE SHORTY. Text copyright \u00a9 2015 by Troy Andrews and Bill Taylor. Illustrations copyright \u00a9 2015 by Bryan Collier. Illustrations reproduced by permission of the publisher, Abrams Books for Young Readers, New York.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Note for any new readers: 7-Imp\u2019s 7 Kicks is a weekly meeting ground for taking some time to reflect on Seven(ish) Exceptionally Fabulous, Beautiful, Interesting, Hilarious, or Otherwise Positive Noteworthy Things from the past week, whether book-related or not, that happened to you. New kickers are always welcome. <\/p>\n<p><center><font size=3><strong>* * * Jules&#8217; Kicks * * *<\/strong><\/font><br \/><\/center><\/p>\n<p><font size=4><strong>1)<\/strong><\/font> Being a part of Book &#8216;Em&#8217;s Read Me Day this week at Warner Elementary School in Nashville. <\/p>\n<p><font size=4><strong>2)<\/strong><\/font> I&#8217;ll be speaking at Malaprop&#8217;s Bookstore\/Cafe in Asheville, NC, this weekend. <strong><a href=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/7pics\/2015\/02\/Julie Danielson-Flyer.pdf\">Here&#8217;s<\/a><\/strong> the low-down. <\/p>\n<p><font size=4><strong>3)<\/strong><\/font> The girls got another Snow Day this week. <\/p>\n<p><font size=4><strong>4)<\/strong><\/font> House concert for <strong><a href=\"http:\/\/natashaborzilova.com\/\">a friend<\/a><\/strong> (though not at my own home). It was lovely to hear her play some new songs. <\/p>\n<p><font size=4><strong>5)<\/strong><\/font> Lunch with an out-of-town friend, who actually served on the Caldecott committee this past year. She positively glows from the experience. <\/p>\n<p><font size=4><strong>6)<\/strong><\/font> My nine-year-old made up another song on the piano, and my musician friend has a music program that allowed him to print out the sheet music for the song she made up. And he also put it onto CD. That was a nice surprise. <\/p>\n<p><font size=4><strong>7)<\/strong><\/font> Giving good children&#8217;s books as gifts. Gotta share the love, don&#8217;t you know. <\/p>\n<p>What are <strong><font size=4>YOUR<\/font><\/strong> kicks this week? <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;But first I needed an instrument. The great thing about music is that you don&#8217;t even need a real instrument to play. 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