"I listen to musicians. Pure, lionesMo-God musicians' And shit, ['m nol interested in whai the tiend is here, or whal tlie trend is there." The vehemeui Speaker was legendarj drummer 1 vin Jones in response to a question inquii ing to tvhich musicians on the current scène he was listening? The urtswérving sense of pride and direction revealed by liis answor has hoen honestiy biought. Elvin worked through the mid and late Fifties with such jazz luminaríes as Charles Mingus, pianist Bud Powell, tenoi saxophonisl Sonny Rt)llins. and with Miles Davis. In April of 1960 Elvin gol the cali tu work with John Coltrane's original quartet. The following psychedelic six-year stint is the one thai affixed Elvin's immortality. He was a never onding source of lugh-enei-gy for the group. As Oöltrane explained, after Elvin liad left the unit, "I herevs always gol to be somebod) with a lot of power. HeJ was ready trom the lirst time I heard liini. you know, I could hear the genius the re." I Ivin's stay two weeks ago at Detroit's Savoy, the fine mQsic club focated in Sheiby Hotel, was a triumphant homecomfaig. 1 he young drummer, burn and raised in Pontiac, had gotten liis grits tdgether in the Motoi City, which at !he time was onc of the most happening scènes in the country. On tliis Friday night the house was packed with dozens of-well-widiing relativos and many just-as-ecstatic jazz fiends rëlated to each othefby nothing mure, and nothing le.ss. ilum tlieir love of the nuisic. The "'pure, hunesl-to-God" musicians Eivin had brought with hini were Jr. ('ook. long time reedman with pianistcomposer Horace Silver and witli trumpeter Dizy Gil}epie;Rotand Prinee.who'd spent sume time pigging witli Ornette Coleman 's unit, includingan astounding performance1 ai the Ann Aihor Blues and Jazz Beslival 1973; and David Williams, anothor in the seemingly endless ehain of genius hass players around the I lie band's first tune, "Lord Jesus, Think On Me," was mostlj a vrérnttip. notable for Elvki's sly, stamming drum work-out. He grinned nis vvay through llie tune. and really, through mos! oí the set. "Yesterdays," ah uld Jeiome Kern standard and fa vori te of Elvin's was played next, a request from liis family. Ji. Cook contributed a soliíj, it' unadventurous, tenor solo and it was up to Williams to blow the crowd away with an extended bass blaiz, which he did, both arce and Pizzicato. Cook and Prince stated in sou the pret iy , funky melody "Giraffe." Prince tooi a thoughtful, blues) solo tluii owed quite a bit tu both Kenn BurreH and Wes Montgómery, and whidi ncluded the man's own humorous inventions. Cook was finally puslied to near distraction by I Km. and then the leadei himself took us all t lic way ou) tor five frenzied minutes as he mercilessiy, gracefully, assaulted the battery . t conduded wiih one ofWUliam's tunes, "Antigua." I lic Calypso-like numbei was the l'iisi really up-tempo one of thé evening. Everybody was hol and Elvin relentlessly ÍToated the gioup home. Ai the close, he faces US, agleani with sweat and positivo vibrations and said. "Wheu I to playlng around here", u's a wonderful t'eeling." Damn neai evéry face turned toward i lic great Mr. J. mirrored liis sniile.