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What does one possibly say when a treasure is ripped from our lives? The jazz world lost a great light recently with the passing of guitarist, composer and educator Scott Sherwood. I'm definitely sure that I'm not qualified to answer that. I could get into how some of the greatest musicians of our generation and featuring music that Scott wrote following his first bout with lymphoma), was called "nothing less than the absolute peak recording of all existing guitar-piano-duos in jazz history" by Swiss critic Juerg Sommer.The rest of the world lost an even greater human being. But I will say this: in his far too short time here, Scott created great art and beauty on a daily basis, inspired countless others to do the same, taught gently, loved strongly, and made better people out of all those he came into contact with. Or how it went without saying that he was beloved by his legions of students of all ages and abilities.Some believe Mc Dade's 11th-hour endorsement of Sherwood made the difference, even though Sherwood is considerably more conservative than Mc Dade.
I also took note of how pretty his composition "Ripples" was, and kept a copy of it. And then overnight I'm living in Chinatown, I have two (sometimes three) roommates, the only thing moving faster than the pedestrian hordes are the rats, and I'm trying to follow a subway system that appears to have been transcribed directly off of the wall of John Nash.
And that might have been all I knew of Scott Sherwood had I not moved to New York last September. When I first moved to the city I felt like I had fallen off of a cliff. Oh, and I don't know a soul and everybody I meet thinks I'm crazy for quitting law. And he didn't need mehe was on top of the world at that time. On days that I had late classes and he had late students, I would take the 6 train up to Turtle Bay and wait in the grand old lobby of the school, sipping coffee and eating a bagel from one of the nearby carts.
Steve Giordano gave me Scott's number and also put a call into Scott to say something to the effect of "look after this guy, won't you? I had left a stable career (complete with a desk job), and a comfortable and cheap apartment in a quiet Philadelphia neighborhood. He had beaten lymphoma two years earlier, he had just released an amazing album of original music earning rave reviews, and he had a thriving teaching practice at the prestigious Turtle Bay Music School in Midtown. Scott would walk in with a smile and we would get to playingexploring new directions with old standards or bringing in songs with which we were both unfamiliar but were on our mutual "wish list." I attempted to learn his compositionssome of them stretched the limit of my technique, but Scott was always incredibly patient with me.
He opened a Chevrolet-Pontiac dealership in Tunkhannock and became well known in northeastern Pennsylvania through his ads in the area.
He was also one the original owner principals of Tunkhannock radio station WEMR, which first went on the air in 1986.