And mostly that's what they did: Play and sing. I know big band music, and these performers were the real thing. West himself has recorded and toured with many top acts as a saxophonist, and every other instrumentalist is a superb professional performer. Who knew there was anybody this good right here in town?
Most contemporary jazz is so influenced by be-bop that it leaves me cold. Melody has long since been abandoned, and to an old horn player like me most of the performances sound like a bunch of guys showing off their hot licks during the tuning-up before the real concert -- only the real concert never comes.
With West's "Little Big Band," though, melody is still firmly in place. It's the kind of music that swung when Louis and Bing were remaking the pop music landscape and Ella was singing with Duke.
The only drawback was that in a church sanctuary, it didn't feel right to get up and dance. Which just about killed me. But ... I stayed in my seat and appreciated the tradeoff. You may not be able to dance, but the acoustics in the sanctuary were fantastic. Like singing in a really big shower, only without any echo or muddiness.
When they call it a "great space," they aren't kidding. It made me want to bring in the church choir I sing with, just so we can sing in a room designed for music.
And if you ever get a chance to hear Wally West's Little Big Band, don't pass it up.