Baby Dodds - Induction Into The Downbeat Hall of Fame

Induction Into The Downbeat Hall of Fame

In 2010, The Downbeat Magazine Veterans Committee inducted Dodds into the Downbeat Hall of Fame. The Veterans Committee specifically looks at jazz artists who are no longer living who were overlooked for one reason or another while they were alive. The article in Downbeat about Dodds’ induction again blames the recording technology in the 1920s, and it also acknowledges the fact that when Dodds was in his prime, the hi-hat had not yet been invented. By today’s standards, Dodds played with an incomplete drum set for much of his career.

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