I Love Wendell Sneed
Friday night was the first South Dallas Pop partay. I got a kiss on the cheek from the Lion-Hearted Glory that is called Wendell Sneed. Wendell (pictured on the right) makes me calm and happy at the same time. Wendell produces Jazz in the Atrium every Thursday night at the Dallas Museum of Art. Wendell is a Living Legend. Wendell is Magic.
The screening was PACKED and yet no one yelled at the event coordinator (me); such was the vibe at the South Dallas Cultural Center, a vibe so serene that one can only describe it as Wendellesque (which is the same as Sneedic).
South Dallas Pop is even better on the big screen (you’ll get a second chance Thursday night, 8 p.m., DMA), and after the screening, the audience was treated to a Q&A session with director Rob Tranchin and stars Roger Boykin (pictured below) and . . . wait for it . . .
Wendell Sneed.
The Booker T. Washington Rhythm and Blues Ensemble played into the night. The brave among us danced. The rest of us marveled that every musician in this rather large band is in high school. High School! Roger Boykin is their teacher.
We ate this cake. I ate my piece near Wendell, so it was not only delicious and nutritious but also meditative (again, Sneedic).
Photos by Orville Brown
Not a partay lover? Watch South Dallas Pop on Wednesday, October 22 at 8 pm and again at 10:30 pm.
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I too am a HUGE fan of Wendell and Roger and Rob Tranchin….I hope to see it this coming Thursday at DMA!
Serene yes…until the band kicked in!
We had an amazing time Friday night. So glad too to see other musicians who played the festival, like some of the members of the Apollo Commanders, come out for the screening and speak up at the Q/A after. And also heartening to know the funk lives on in the members of Booker T. Washington Rhythm and Blues Ensemble.
Special thanks to Vicki Meek and all the folks at the South Dallas Cultural Center for partnering with us to make the evening possible.
And if you didn’t make it, come join us Thursday at the DMA.
It never ends, my ‘I’m not worthy’ bowed head praise of Krys Boyd…in this case her Friday night ch. 13 THINK. Her questions were so smooth and his answers absolutely eloquent.
It was great to hear the next generation of young musicians perform under the direction of one of Dallas’ finest music pros, Mr. Roger Boykin. We’re fortunate in Dallas to have many fine jazz musicians working and teaching in the area. While it’s great to see the music “baton” passed through the generations, it’s important to get out and support the music to keep the scene alive. If you haven’t lately, please get out and support live music in your community!
As another fan of all things wendellesquei look forward to seeing you at the museum!
As the office mate of one Wendell Sneed I can attest that there are such things as Wendellesque and Sneedic. I get daily doses. I can’t wait to see the documentary at the Museum this Thursday.
Sneedic and Boykinesque are what I would call it. In the early days at “Balls” club on Kings Rd. (off Lemmon), we played into the night. I didn’t realize at the time just how Royal my company was. I was a very small part of what is now history, one I wouldn’t trade for any amount of money. I remember being taught so much music by these two Giants (Roger & Wendell).
Thanks, So Very Much, guys
Glenn
I have you all beat….I actually lived with the man all my life (he’s my dad!). I use a vast majority of them just about every Sunday Morning. I used them on my children and grandchildren. I even use them on my on wife!
The fathers of this generation don’t teach their sons how to be “COOL” anymore. My dad taught me how to be “COOL” Cool was walking your own path and not following every trend and fad. Cool was having a conversation about current events. Cool was intellegently speaking your mind and voicing your opinion without the use of profanity. Cool was being a well rounded educated gentleman who people wanted in their circle because you brought a positive vibe to group. I could go on but you get the picture. KUDOS TO YOU DAD, KUDOS TO YOU! (’BOUT TIME)