I like to think that, when the occaÂsion arisÂes, I can speak passÂable JapanÂese. But pride goeth before the fall, and I fell flat on my first attempt to order a whisky in Tokyo. To my request for a SunÂtoÂry neat the barÂtender respondÂed only with embarÂrassed incomÂpreÂhenÂsion. I repeatÂed myself, pushÂing my JapanÂiÂfied proÂnunÂciÂaÂtion to parÂoÂdÂic limÂits: saaan-to-riii nee-to. At some point the man deciÂphered my linÂguisÂtic flailÂing. “Ah,” he said, brightÂenÂing, “suuu-to-raaay-to?” To think that I could have hanÂdled this sitÂuÂaÂtion with digÂniÂty had I but seen the SunÂtoÂry comÂmerÂcial above, in which HerÂbie HanÂcock sugÂgests havÂing a drink “straight.”
Would even the madÂdest men of the AmerÂiÂcan adverÂtisÂing indusÂtry counÂteÂnance the idea of putting a jazz musiÂcian in a comÂmerÂcial? Japan thinks difÂferÂentÂly, howÂevÂer, and in its ecoÂnomÂic-bubÂble era of the 1970s and 80s thought more difÂferÂentÂly still.
At that time, JapanÂese teleÂviÂsion spots — at least those comÂmisÂsioned by sufÂfiÂcientÂly deep-pockÂetÂed comÂpaÂnies — began feaÂturÂing AmerÂiÂcan celebriÂties like James Brown, Woody Allen, NicoÂlas Cage, Paul NewÂman, and DenÂnis HopÂper. A 1979 SunÂtoÂry ad that put FranÂcis Ford CopÂpoÂla alongÂside AkiÂra KuroÂsawa would, a quarÂter-cenÂtuÂry on, inspire CopÂpoÂla’s daughÂter Sofia to draÂmaÂtize a simÂiÂlar East-meets-West comÂmerÂcial sitÂuÂaÂtion in her film Lost in TransÂlaÂtion.
Of all the things AmerÂiÂcan embraced (and repurÂposed) by Japan after its defeat in the SecÂond World War, jazz music has mainÂtained the most intenseÂly enthuÂsiÂasÂtic fan base. JapanÂese-made jazz has long been a forÂmiÂdaÂble genre of its own, just as JapanÂese-made whisky has long held its own with the WestÂern variÂeties. But when the makÂers of JapanÂese whisky made an effort to sell their own prodÂuct on teleÂviÂsion to the newÂly wealthy JapanÂese peoÂple, they looked to AmerÂiÂcan jazzmen to give it a shot of authenÂticÂiÂty. HavÂing recruitÂed HanÂcock to proÂmote drinkÂing their sinÂgle-malt whisky at room temÂperÂaÂture, SunÂtoÂry got bassist Ron Carter as well as both BranÂford and Ellis Marsalis to proÂmote drinkÂing it hot.
Could the culÂturÂal assoÂciÂaÂtion between jazz and whisky extend to othÂer liquors? That was the gamÂbit of a 1987 comÂmerÂcial feaÂturÂing Miles Davis, recentÂly invesÂtiÂgatÂed by InsidÂeÂHook’s Aaron GoldÂfarb. Its prodÂuct: shĹŤchĹ«, “a colÂorÂless, odorÂless, yet often chalÂlengÂing spirÂit typÂiÂcalÂly disÂtilled from rice (known as kome-jochu), barÂley (mugi-jochu) or sweet potaÂtoes (imo-jochu).” NewÂly launched with an apparÂent intent to pitch that staid bevÂerÂage to monÂeyed younger peoÂple, the brand VAN hired Davis to play a few notes on his trumÂpet, then take a sip of its shĹŤchĹ« and proÂnounce it a “mirÂaÂcle.” He also describes himÂself as “always on the vanÂguard,” hence, preÂsumÂably, the name VAN (though its being remÂiÂnisÂcent of VAN JACKET, the comÂpaÂny that had earÂliÂer brought Ivy League style to the same tarÂget demoÂgraphÂic, couldÂn’t have been unwelÂcome).
Though Davis’ brand of cool did its part for the sucÂcess of HonÂda scootÂers and TDK casÂsette tapes, it proved not to be enough for VAN shĹŤchĹ«. The brand “was a big flop and had a very short life,” GoldÂfarb quotes an indusÂtry expert as sayÂing, “probÂaÂbly because shĹŤchĹ« is so quinÂtesÂsenÂtialÂly JapanÂese, and a forÂeign-style shĹŤchĹ« just didn’t make sense to most.” PerÂhaps the comÂmerÂcial itself also lacked the pleaÂsurÂable simÂplicÂiÂty of SunÂtoÂry’s many jazz-oriÂentÂed spots, none of which turned out simÂpler or more pleaÂsurÂable than the one with SamÂmy Davis Jr. perÂformÂing a capÂpelÂla just above. In the process of pourÂing himÂself a drink Davis plays the part of an entire jazz comÂbo, using only his mouth and the objects at hand, includÂing the ice in his glass. The conÂcept wouldÂn’t have worked quite so well had he takÂen his SunÂtoÂry neat — or rather, straight.
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Based in Seoul, ColÂin MarÂshall writes and broadÂcasts on cities, lanÂguage, and culÂture. His projects include the book The StateÂless City: a Walk through 21st-CenÂtuÂry Los AngeÂles and the video series The City in CinÂeÂma. FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall, on FaceÂbook, or on InstaÂgram.
Thought the docÂuÂmenÂtary was humorÂous.
For me the assoÂciÂaÂtion of HanÂcock, Carter, Davis was unimagÂinÂable.
Fact though is that Jazz is greatÂly folÂlowed and admired by cerÂtain JapanÂese Jazz AffiÂcianaÂdos.
Tons of years ago a trip to Japan was slatÂed includÂing Art PepÂper with the Cal Tjder group but since PepÂper then was deep in drugs the proÂmotÂers had thought PepÂper may not even get a visa; howÂevÂer, PepÂper did get it and not much pubÂlicÂiÂty was givÂen to him being a part of the group.
After 2 shows the word spread that PepÂper was playÂing, on the 3 Rd show his folÂlowÂers were wall to wall and when PepÂper came on the stage to play even before he played a sinÂgle note, the crowd gave him a thunÂderÂous standÂing ovaÂtion.🙏
HenÂry ThreadÂgÂill was in an ad for Dewar’s Scotch Whisky at the tail end of the 80s, in a series called Dewar’s ProÂfile. https://mleddy.blogspot.com/2015/04/henry-threadgill-and-dewars.html?m=1