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The Master of Drums: Gene Krupa and the Music He Gave The World

By Richard J Salvucci
April 29, 2025
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Krupa was a genius masquerading as an ordinary guy. And that essence, for certain, Elizabeth Rosenthal captures very, very well.

The Master of Drums
Elizabeth J Rosenthal
320 Pages
ISBN: 978-0-8065-4320
Kensington Publishing Company
2025

In the interests of full disclosure, I spent an extended period with

Gene Krupa

drums
1909 - 1973

" data-original-title="" title="">Gene Krupa as an adolescent. Relatives were friends of Krupa's. All the nice things Elizabeth J. Rosenthal says about Krupa as a human being were their constant refrain. If you think maybe Krupa, in Rosenthal's handling, sounds to good-to-be-true, well, maybe he was. Not a saint, for sure, but a genuinely good guy. As far as I know, he was. Rosenthal has gotten that right.

In Krupa's own estimation—his own words—his major accomplishment was "to make the drummer a high priced-guy." That is, to be fair, not an inaccurate appraisal, but, clearly, one that was all too modest. How, one asks, did this Polish American kid, become not only a matinee idol (good looks certainly helped) but a technically innovative player who, in his own way, shaped the modern concept of jazz drumming—at least in its swing evolution—as

Louis Armstrong

trumpet and vocals
1901 - 1971

" data-original-title="" title="">Louis Armstrong did the trumpet, or

Benny Goodman

clarinet
1909 - 1986

" data-original-title="" title="">Benny Goodman the clarinet. Well, the old joke about getting to Carnegie Hall is not misleading: he practiced. He watched. He took lessons from everyone from classical tympanists to Indian percussionist Vishnudras Shirali and Zulu drummers at the 1939 World's Fair. And then he practiced some more.

For a guy who did not read music until he was well into his professional life, Krupa also authored a classic method book. He also pioneered using four limb independence, which someone described as "man, when he's going, he's got both hands, both feet, and both cheeks going different ways." Ok. This was a Westinghouse machinist's description of Krupa's technique—not some conservatory-trained percussionist's, but who could do better? Perhaps as much as Goodman lived the clarinet or

John Coltrane

saxophone
1926 - 1967

" data-original-title="" title="">John Coltrane the tenor sax, Krupa lived the drums, as much an expression of elan vital as a way of making a living. No exaggeration,

Duke Ellington

piano
1899 - 1974

" data-original-title="" title="">Duke Ellington got it wrong. A drum was not a woman. It was Gene Krupa.

Speaking of Ellington, there is, of course, the very real and fraught question of the importance of black drummers when segregation not only produced a color line, but brutal lynchings. Krupa was not kidding anyone about his relations to black drummers, especially

Chick Webb

drums
1905 - 1939

" data-original-title="" title="">Chick Webb, whom he adored, or

Zutty Singleton

drums
1898 - 1975

" data-original-title="" title="">Zutty Singleton whom he watched obsessively as a young apprentice in Chicago when Krupa was still a teenager. "I could see this little face about every night," Singleton recalled. Lessons are where you find them. Krupa hung with black drummers, played with black drummers, and learned from black drummers, instrumentalists and arrangers. And then he brought his own stuff, especially from the European classical repertoire. You can hear someone say, "yeah, all over the kit, but no time." Quite honestly, not too many professional drummers of any color who would offer a similar assessment. And Rosenthal's narrative is full of many great modern drummers, a few not known for their modesty, who would tell you otherwise. A showman? Absolutely. That was part of the package.

Rufus "Speedy" Jones

b.1936

" data-original-title="" title="">Rufus "Speedy" Jones or

Sonny Payne

drums
1926 - 1979

" data-original-title="" title="">Sonny Payne was not?

Krupa, of course, was not simply a drummer. He was a bandleader; he too made the hazardous transition from swing to bop. Krupa had good bands, very good bands, but perhaps never a great one. He brought on trumpet player

Roy Eldridge

trumpet
1911 - 1989

" data-original-title="" title="">Roy Eldridge when he literally had to risk life and limb (his own, not just Roy's) to feature him. And there was singer

Anita O'Day

vocals
1919 - 2006

" data-original-title="" title="">Anita O'Day, whom Krupa called "a wild chick." She got her start with Krupa, the beginning of a major career. It is less certain whether Krupa never fired anyone, as he insisted (trumpeter

Shorty Sherock

b.1915

" data-original-title="" title="">Shorty Sherock may have taken "ill" at Roy's presence, but he was not happy that Roy replaced him). That he was all too human is demonstrated by O'Day, whom he propositioned, but sprang to his defense when a 1943 marijuana drug charge nearly ended his career: Anita said, correctly, he was a Scotch drinker, not a stoner. Krupa was very fortunate to have had personal and professional support at a very difficult time. Put-up job or not, Krupa's was a very desirable scalp, one that ambitious politicians and prosecutors could rarely resist, especially in California, where a host of major bop musicians, from

Hampton Hawes

piano
1928 - 1977

" data-original-title="" title="">Hampton Hawes to

Charlie Parker

saxophone, alto
1920 - 1955

" data-original-title="" title="">Charlie Parker got similar treatment, or even worse.

Once he was back on his feet, Krupa had another band—or bands, because one had a string section—but in the late 1940s, Krupa too had a bop band—like

Artie Shaw

clarinet
1910 - 2004

" data-original-title="" title="">Artie Shaw and

Benny Goodman

clarinet
1909 - 1986

" data-original-title="" title="">Benny Goodman. Rosenthal argues that Krupa was a precursor to many modern styles of drumming, including the use of bop "bombs" (occasionally) a la

Kenny Clarke

drums
1914 - 1985

" data-original-title="" title="">Kenny Clarke. And, by dint of his enormous exposure, would influence rock drummers like Neil Peart too. But this needs to be put in perspective.

Red Rodney

trumpet
1927 - 1994

" data-original-title="" title="">Red Rodney, who joined Krupa's late band, may very well have been, along with

Don Fagerquist

trumpet
b.1927

" data-original-title="" title="">Don Fagerquist, who was also with Krupa, one of the serious white bop trumpet players. And Rodney once said he wanted to play like

Harry James

trumpet
1916 - 1983

" data-original-title="" title="">Harry James. Who did not want to play like one of his or her idols? That is all too natural for a novice player. But Krupa was no more a seminal bop player than James was. And, for that matter, hip arrangers like Eddie Finckel or

Gerry Mulligan

saxophone, baritone
1927 - 1996

" data-original-title="" title="">Gerry Mulligan sometimes counted for less than the addition of a key sideman to his band, like saxophonist

Charlie Kennedy

saxophone, alto
1927 - 2009

" data-original-title="" title="">Charlie Kennedy, who seems to have worked wonders in the rhythm department when he joined the reeds. Krupa's bop bands were good, but not up to the level of say,

Woody Herman

band / ensemble / orchestra
1913 - 1987

" data-original-title="" title="">Woody Herman's. As for rock drumming, Krupa was known to refuse audience requests to play "Wipe Out." "I wouldn't know how," he answered. Krupa was a nice man and a great performer, but he was not a clown.

For many star performers, the downside of their careers often turns into a search for relevance. Krupa seems to have been spared this depressing phase, in no small part because changing musical tastes notwithstanding, many continued to seek him out. He was at least financially secure. He toured extensively with Jazz at the Philharmonic in the early and mid-1950s and then settled in for extended gigs at the Metropole in New York City and sessions at the Steel Pier in Atlantic City. He continued to occasionally perform in clubs in South Jersey that required not much more than a two-hour drive from his home in New York, and some trips further away. But his health had begun to fail him, he had several heart attacks, emphysema, and finally, chronic myeloid leukemia. There was one last heroic reunion with Benny Goodman at Carnegie Hall in 1973. By then, at sixty-four, he was gone. He had probably played himself to death.

This is a biography that is worthy of its subject. Gene Krupa was a remarkable musician and a remarkable man. He had his flaws, obviously, but a lack of sense of what his playing, music and even presence could do for others was not one of them. Krupa was a genius masquerading as an ordinary guy. And that essence, for certain, Elizabeth Rosenthal captures very, very well.

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