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The day the piano went silent

Updated on May 26, 2015
The silent piano. Chris's beloved Bosendorfer at the Moulin in May 1990
The silent piano. Chris's beloved Bosendorfer at the Moulin in May 1990

Musician and visionary

Exactly 20 years ago today my brother, jazz pianist, composer, bandleader, arranger, and visionary, left us after a painful struggle with cancer. He was older than me by almost exactly seven years. His name was Chris McGregor and he and his musicians between them put out some of the most amazing jazz, in trio, small group, and big band formats.

Chris was much more than a musician, though. He really was a visionary. Even the name of his big band, the Brotherhood of Breath, spoke about his vision. He was passionately committed to freedom, not only in the music, but in his home country of South Africa, which he left with his small group, the Blue Notes, in 1964, when apartheid was tightening its grip on the bodies and minds of the people.

Chris in the Transkei in 1970
Chris in the Transkei in 1970

Facing his death

I have written about him elsewhere so would just like to add here a paragraph from an article on him by renowned British jazz journalist Graham Lock, from his book Chasing the Vibration (1994). Lock interviewed Chris in September 1984.

“Chris McGregor looks more hippy sage than African. A tall, stocky, cheerful man with humorous eyes and a ready smile, his most distinctive features are a long grey beard and even longer grey hair worn in a ponytail that hangs all the way down to his ample waist. But African he is.”

Chris's widow, Maxine, wrote a book of her life with Chris. This was published in the US by Bamberger Books of Flint, Michigan, in 1995, and was called Chris McGregor and the Brotherhood of Breath, and subtitled “My Life with a South African Jazz Pioneer.”

Maxine wrote of Chris's philosophy of life:

“Because he was able to really accept life in its entirety, to accept all that came his way, to let go and not set such store on results (a philosophy of 'Whatever happens is the story'), Chris was able to take his life – and death – with a lightness, an expansiveness and a sense of humour that led to peace.”

And she wrote of her own experience of Chris's death:

“Certainly facing his death with him – because he seemed so much like a prolongation of myself – was identical to facing my own death, something that I had always avoided doing even with the deaths of my parents. It was an indescribable experience that has made me fear death no longer – Chris was making jokes ten minutes before he died – and gave me the courage not to hold myself back from life. For if you no longer fear death what is there to fear?”

Joan in the road and the Moulin in the background
Joan in the road and the Moulin in the background
Our mother and father in the centre, on the occasion of their 50th wedding anniversary, 1985. Chris in the middle at the back,
Our mother and father in the centre, on the occasion of their 50th wedding anniversary, 1985. Chris in the middle at the back,
Maxine in 1985
Maxine in 1985
The wake in the garden of the Moulin, June 1990
The wake in the garden of the Moulin, June 1990

The day he died

The day Chris died my then wife Joan and I were about to fly to France to be with him and his family. We realised that the situation was serious. We had been in daily telephonic contact with Maxine and she and Chris knew of our plans to come to them.

The 26th May 1990 was also our father's birthday and so that morning we were getting ready to celebrate with him before flying out that evening when the call came from Maxine to say that Chris had just left us. To say we were shattered would be a vast understatement. I had spoken to Chris just a few evenings before and he had said, in his usual funny way, “I've been to the angels and they told me they weren't ready for me yet.”

In the interview with Lock Chris spoke of his inspiration, what kept him going: “I guess you have to approach it with your instincts, just grab hold of whatever's coming and follow it through.

“Really, that's all. That is a musician's work. It's a great life, too. I wouldn't edit my story at all. When I think back there's nothing I regret, nothing that seems to me to have been wrong or off-key.

“You have to be 50 years old to realise, though. That's maybe something there is to regret, that we get too soon old and too late smart.”

We went to France, to the Moulin de Madone, where Chris and Maxine had lived since 1973 in the South West, where we all tried to support each other in our grief and loss. Wherever we looked there were reminders of that great spirit who had lived there, and who had made such great music, and brought so much joy to others with that music.

And I was grateful to have known him, to have called him, in blood and in spirit, my brother.

This little poem is by way of my tribute to him, my remembrance of his African-ness, so it is written somewhat in the style of a traditional Xhosa praise poem and using, in typical call and response style, two little phrases from two Xhosa songs, Thula Sana (Sleep my Child) and Thula Sizwe (Be still, My People).

The day the piano went silent

The day the piano went silent

thula sana

the day the piano stopped singing

thula sana

the day your fingers stopped dancing

thula sana

that day our hearts went quiet

thula sizwe


Now the piano song is stilled

thula sana

And our hearts are stilled with pain

thula sana

We long to hear that song again

thula sana

The way our ears were filled

thula sizwe


The way our ears were filled

thula sana

With the song of the beating heart

thula sana

But now that heart is stilled

thula sana

The heart that gave us love

thula sizwe


O brother of mine, I miss you so

thula sana

My sister is weeping also

thula sana

Your songs are still in our hearts

thula sana

And their rhythms still mark our paths

thula sizwe


The hills and valleys of our youth

thula sana

Are waiting for the song's rebirth

thula sana

And the wind blowing over the hills

thula sana

Still cries out your name to the earth

thula sizwe.


You left us before we were ready

thula sana

Before we knew how to sing

thula sana

But now in our sadness we sing

thula sana

And the people will join our song

thula sizwe

Copyright Notice

The text and all images on this page, unless otherwise indicated, are by Tony McGregor who hereby asserts his copyright on the material. Should you wish to use any of the text or images feel free to do so with proper attribution and, if possible, a link back to this page. Thank you.

© Tony McGregor 2010

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