Billy Taylor, whose birthday was yesterday, is one of my heroes. He's the person who got me hooked on jazz when I was a teen. My mom listened to WNEW and one afternoon I put the radio on and there was Billy Taylor, doing his jazz show. The music spoke to me from the start.
Billy eventually moved over to WLIB Radio, Harlem's radio station, and I followed. WLIB expanded his one-hour show to a few hours starting at 4, so there was more to hear and I ate it all up.
Billy not only played great jazz; he talked about the music and the musicians, so his show was like a lesson in jazz.
He became a culture correspondent for CBS, with frequent reports about jazz musicians on CBS Sunday Morning.
I met Billy Taylor several times over the years. When I was doing a jazz show on my college radio station, I called him at WLIB and asked if I could visit him in the studio. He graciously said, "Of course, come on by." He recorded some promos for me, which I aired on my station.
I happened to befriend the bass player in Billy's trio -- Ben Tucker, who was working as a promo guy at a new jazz record label. The trio was playing at college near mine, and he invited me to the gig. Afterwards, Billy, Ben and drummer Grady Tate drove with me ten miles to my school, where they did a one-hour special edition of my "Jazz Scene" show, picking out some records and talking about the music. Billy liked that the opening tune for my twice-a-week show was his "That's Where It Is," from his 1963 album with Oliver Nelson's big band.
I saw Billy a few years later in concert at Carnegie Hall and I chatted with him after the show. And I called on him when my PR agency was looking to create a music program for one of our clients. He met with us at our offices and helped us shape a proposal which, unfortunately, didn't get picked up.
The last time I saw him was in the crowd at the annual crafts fair on the plaza at Lincoln Center. He remembered me and we spoke for a few minutes. About a year after that, I read that he had passed.
I'm lucky to have known him, even if just a little. His influence on me lasts to this day.