I met James Jamerson. He borrowed my bass. It was May 1, 1972.
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Marvin Gaye had not performed live in several years, after the devastating death of Tami Terrell. In the meantime, though, he had released the phenomenal album “What’s Going On?” He was, at that moment, one of the top artists in the world.
It came to pass that Marvin was persuaded to return to the stage for a performance at the Kennedy Center in Washington, D.C. The “Funk Brothers,” including James Jamerson, would be brought in from Detroit. Motown also had assembled an orchestra, including members of the National Symphony, and Motown planned to record the performance.
I was hired as bassist for the opening artist, a vocalist named Renee Morris. The day of the show came and I went down the Kennedy Center that afternoon for a sound check. After we were done, I put my bass in the dressing room and came back up to the empty auditorium, to take in Marvin Gaye’s sound check.
But there was no Marvin Gaye yet, and no Funk Brothers. It had snowed that day in Detroit. Flights were delayed including the one bringing Jamerson, et al.
Four o’clock came and went. Then it was five o’clock. Soon it would be six. This was getting really scary because the Kennedy Center was sold out, and the doors were to open at seven o’clock. Meanwhile most of the National Symphony Orchestra was milling around at time-and-a-half union scale.
Everyone was biting their nails when, suddenly, the Motown crowd poured onto the stage. Remember this was 1972. Those guys were dressed in the most garish manner you can imagine, including double knot jumpsuits in every electric color. Eddie “Bongo” Brown had on knee-high, patent leather boots. They were bouncing around the stage like a circus troop. Then James Jamerson walked in from stage right, calm could be, dressed all in black including a bowler hat.
I was sitting out in the vast, empty, auditorium. Two guys approached me. “Uh, it seems Mr. Jamerson’s instrument hasn’t arrived yet from the airport. He was wondering if you would kindly lend him yours, for Marvin Gaye’s sound check.”
So I did. Unfortunately, at the time I played a Gibson EB whatever-it-was, which was hollow bodied with a neck that made a Jazz bass look chunky. The polar opposite of Jamerson’s Precision. I handed it up to him. He kind of hesitated and studied my bass like it was some rare insect he didn’t know existed. But he thanked me and away they went. I was so enchanted, I hadn’t even noticed the arrival of Marvin Gaye.
So that’s how James Jamerson played “Inner City Blues,” “What’s Going On?” and “Mercy, Mercy Me” on my bass.
If anyone is interested, there’s plenty on the web about the actual performance that night, including on You Tube.