In 2005 Ann and I moved to New Orleans and wound up buying a house in Algiers Point, 420 Alix St. to be exact. I especially loved the “420” part from the start. Good thing because, little did we know, Hurricane Katrina hit four months after we got there, but that’s another story. A few weeks before Ann and Jaxin showed up in late April, I had already moved in and started getting as much ready around the house as possible for their arrival. On my second night there, I strolled down to the Old Point Bar just a few blocks away. There was live music, so I found a place at the bar and ordered a beer. I can’t remember the name of the band, but I loved their sound. I sat there sipping my beer and listening to the music, and all of a sudden, the guy sitting next to me – at the bar – started playing his trumpet, kinda’ just like this (see Short Clip). Yes, he started playing his trumpet from his seat at the bar right next to me! I remember thinking, “live fucking music!”
That man’s name was Jack Fine. Look him up! He’s a legend. I’m not the one to tell you who he is or who he was. I just know he’s been all over. We talked during a break, and every time I’d see him after that, on a regular basis here and there, we’d greet each other and continue the same conversation. I got to meet the man before the legend.
I was thinking about Jack Fine earlier today, so I searched Google for a photo so I could sped some time with him, drawing him from a reference photo from this source. Ladies and gentlemen, Jack Fine:
If you know Jack Fine or of you’re familiar with his music/life, please use the comment section to share your two cents. Here’s the more recent piece I’ve found on Jack, age 91 (Aug. 2020). Thank you.
Technical; I drew the image free hand using the photo at the embedded link above on an iPad Pro with an Apple Pencil using the Sketch Club app along with a tweak or two in a cool iPad app called iColorama.
I’d never heard of Jack Fine until now but I think that is a great story. I’m happy you shared it.
Nice drawing, too.
Hey Don! Thanks for stopping by. I remember seeing Jack after it had been over a year since I last saw him, and he brought up one of the topics from that original conversation! By then I had learned a little about his fame, which made the feeling of connection that much more special. It’s the little things in life and those kinds of simple and genuine connections that matter the most, I’m learning. He lived up to his own last name.