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Oscar Alemman, the anger-aesthetic.
Today it's hard to imagine how difficult it was to be a guitarist in France in the Thirties. It was a time when the genius of Django Reinhardt, quickly recognized and celebrated (rightly so), was putting other enthralling musicians in the shade, among them his own brother, the wonderful Joseph Reinhardt, who pioneered the electric guitar well before his august elder. And there were also the eminent Ferret brothers, Matelot, Baro and Sarane, who always cultivated their difference. But the most captivating — and, no doubt, most mysterious — figure in this shadow-guitarist-army was unquestionably
Oscar Aleman.
Born on February 20th 1909 in a small Argentinean town called Resistencia, Oscar Aleman honourably defended the name of his native town throughout his life: in his own way,he belonged to the Resistance. But his resistance was gentle, that of a pacifist,and his battles,with his fearsome guitar his only weapon, were fought against insignificance and triviality.
His childhood was chaotic, its conditions precarious — his was a large family, and the premature death of his mother was followed by his father's suicide, and his brothers and sisters were placed in orphanages — yet all of this gave Oscar the strength to survive, that special force which is known today,with just a hint of the pretentiousness of that period, as ""resilience"".
With the stubbornness of the self-taught, he learned to play the guitar and the cavaquinho, the little four-string guitar of Brazil that has gone down in posterity with the unforgettable music of the Cape Verde Islands.Was it the choice of such a non-Argentinean instrument that gave his style its strangely Caribbean scent? It's still too early to say. In 1924,amongst a dozen other little jobs, he began playing in little restaurants and cafés. It was in one of them that he was noticed by guitarist Gaston Bueno Lobo,who suggested they play as a duo. Under the name Los Lobos, (or ""the wolves""), the two men experienced the best and the worst that accompanied a success both quick and well-deserved. The best? They recorded many 78's and enjoyed genuine popularity. The worst? Never-ending quarrels, pitched battles even,over money; their stormy relationship ended dramatically: early in the Thirties, Gaston Lobo, back in Argentina, learned that Oscar Aleman, by now a star in Josephine Baker's orchestra,was considered the best Argentinean musician in Europe, and Gaston committed suicide, probably out of resentment.
For things had gone very quickly for Oscar Aleman: hired away by tap-dancer Harry Fleming, in 1931 he joined the band led by Belgian trumpeter Robert de Kers before becoming the star musician with The Baker Boys, the great Josephine Baker's orchestra. In 1933, it was Duke Ellington in person who yielded to the special genius of the Argentinean and offered him a job in his orchestra as a soloist. Josephine, however, like the divinity of the Old Testament, was a jealous god: she had no mind to let go of such an excellent musician, and Oscar was a genuine friend.We can understand her feelings. On the other hand, we can also dream of the splendours that Aleman might have recorded with the greatest big band of all time, Ellington's.
Oscar only officially left Josephine's band in 1938: in the meantime, he'd shone in every cabaret in Paris, duelled with Bill Coleman and Louis Armstrong, refused tempting invitations to return home, travelled from Eastern Europe to sub-Saharan Africa, and, above all, fuelled the front pages thanks to his supposed ""rivalry"" with Django Reinhardt... which was only a legend, largely amplified by a few critics in search of sensation, because it seems that the two guitarists always showed nothing but admiration for each other,even genuine friendship. Indeed, Django, even if he could be something of a tyrant with his familiar partners — his brother Joseph, his cousin Eugène Vées — made no secret of his admiring respect for guitarists who were much further away from his own universe, like the tender Henri Crolla, or Oscar Aleman in fact. You only have to listen to these two giants to understand that nothing could set them up as competitors with each other: Django's artistry, while pure jazz, confirmed his gypsy ancestry; Oscar's ""stamp"", at ease in all the ""typical"" styles as well as jazz, was unquestionably South- American. And yet certain critics, including the great Leonard Feather,couldn't help contrasting the two men,or even admitting a preference for the racy, stinging swing of the Argentinean.
Oscar really took off in the late Thirties, finally recording under his own name in Stockholm, and doing a few sides, brilliantly, with the awesome accordionist Gus Viseur. This upturn lasted only briefly however, as the war put a brutal stop to it all; Oscar, whose blood had always always been hot, tangled with a Nazi soldier in a Paris street and hurriedly left France via Spain, resolved to return to Argentina.
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