It is said that the greatest mountains whisper in his presence.

Let’s Get Lost
Let’s Get Lost

Chet Baker, the “Lyrical Trompeter”, a genius high on jazz and heroïn. The melancholic tone in his soft vocals guarantee a night of good vibes. Yet his timeless style, drug addiction and tragic ending on the Prins Hendrikkade in Amsterdam nicknamed him “The James Dean of Jazz”.

In collaboration with Rosaline Rosalina Photography we will be portraying this underdog in classic men style in a monthly series named “His Name was Chet”.

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Chesney Henry “Chet” Baker Jr. was born on December 23, 1929, in Yale, Oklahoma. At age 10 his musically inclined parents decided to move to Los Angeles where he started singing in church choirs and picked up on the trombone before turning to his exquisite skills at the trumpet at age 13. At age 16 Chet dropped out of school to join the army where he played in bands during his time in the armed forces. In that time he was inspired and a fan of the music of Miles Davis and became involved in the Los Angeles Jazz scene.

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Young Chet’s musical career fired off after he got the chance to play with Charlie Parker which was one of Jazz’s greater players in 1952. In that same year Gerry Mulligan’s pianoless quartet invited Chet to join their formation. His gentle tone and soft phrasing combined with Gerry’s ear for harmony synergized and proved a dynamic combination. The quartet’s compilations like “Walkin Shoes”, and “My Funny Valentine” became one of the now adult Chet’s signature songs.

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“And though they’ll think us rather rude; let’s tell the world we’re in that crazy mood

In his years as a jazz trumpettist, there has been but one notable love in his drug addict life. Diane Vavra. Their love was the kind of love with an edge. Diane was a wallflower, one that stayed in the back during a concert, as far away from the stage as she could. In their fiery relationship the trumpetist couldn’t live without her, yet he couldn’t keep his hands off her either. To Diane, his abuse made her leave him several times, yet she was always drawn back to him, because of the tones of his music.

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Photography by Rosaline Rosalina.

Styling: Gant & Vintage finds

Her mild touch has set in and we Cavemen once again adapt to her soothing blanket.