The one thing I can think of about Bebop is that it gave us a formula for playing tunes, that is a blessing and a curse: Melody, solo, solo, solo, melody. And likewise fake books are a blessing and a curse. 40 years into the Real Book era, maybe that well has been pumped dry.
I once wrote a Haiku about it:
What shall we play next?
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip...
Let's play "Blue Bossa."
Hear, hear! I am currently so disgusted with the lazy attitude of jazz musicians regarding how the music is presented as a boring formula. The only way that can ever work is if the musicians are of the highest caliber, have the music in their heads instead of on paper, and understand the concept of “programming a set to include contrasting material”.
And beyond that, there are a number of local musicians who only want to play music that is based on ii V I progressions so they can insert their same licks in different orders. Blech. If I’m going to listen to jazz, I want to hear spontaneous melodies that tell a story over the span of each solo, and I’d prefer it if there was a contrast of story types and textures among consecutive solos.
Also, no one wants to hear 4 solos on a song just because there are 2 horns, a guitar or piano, and a bass player on the bandstand. Heck, I don’t even want to hear three most of the time. One or two is fine. And take more care with presenting the melody in an original way rather than just playing it perfunctorily so you can play licks over the changes.
I’ll show myself out…
