It was very sad to hear of the death of Ronny Jordan. He was 51. Cause of death currently listed as unknown – well, we can take a guess if we must – but 51 is young, no matter the trouble, whatever the reason.
Ronny Jordan had his time in the mid-90s – and I was there for it. He was a great player and his cover of Miles Davis’ So What lit up a type of jazz-guitar sound for the dance-meets-jazz/acid-jazz thing that was happening. And it was cool. Even if it was swiftly naff, it was cool. Kinda. And he was good. That much was certainly true – I saw his Wellington Town Hall gig, and it was a ripper.
Shortly after that gig I stopped listening to Jordan, but I’d been a fan. A girl had bought me a copy of the Light To Dark album, polite dinner-jazz with just a bit of the old sparkle from his Antidote days. I knew the other stuff too, soon enough I was working in a record store and it always went down well there, the DJ scene was happening and this was a bridge back to jazz – you could play this and get a conversation going about the actual Miles Davis track he was covering; about George Benson and other jazz guitarists…I had all the Jordan albums for a time.
Just recently I reconnected with the music of Ronny Jordan, I saw his Bad Brothers remix album (with DJ Krush) for $4 – the LP – had to have it. Figured I’d play it once and be done with, but nah, the memories flooded back and the music sounded pretty good. It dated, definitely. But it held many happy memories for me.
Sad news to hear about his passing. Sad news indeed. It wasn’t for the longest time, but there was a moment – an important moment for me too – where I was a fan. A big Ronny Jordan fan. It was an interesting time for me. And for the music I was listening to; the music I was acquiring (and requiring).
R.I.P. Mr Jordan. I liked a lot of those lines you had and the way you sent them out into this world.