There are jazz fans and then there are jazz fans. The Stones — he Irving, she Stephanie — were the latter. Together, the husband and wife team became New York–famous by attending a mind-boggling number of shows during the past four decades (their first date was a Sonny Rollins gig). From Studio Rivbea to the original Knit to good old Tonic, the Stones were all too often the only customers that left-leaning improvisers could count on when it was time to put asses in the seats. Stone (the only name Irving answered to) passed a decade ago. John Zorn named his thriving bastion of experimentation on the Lower East Side after him. Stephanie followed him on April 10 of this year, and plans for a multi-artist farewell began formulating immediately. The 93-year-old Borough Park native, a singer and pianist, was coaxed back into performing a bit by several of the jazz artists she not only befriended but nurtured in various ways. At the Stephanie Stone Memorial, a wide array of them — Feldman, Courvoisier, Ribot, Shipp, Eskelin, McPhee, Parker and lots more — give thanks, swap stories, and play for their pal one final time.
Fri., June 27, 6 p.m., 2014
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on June 25, 2014