It was going to take a whole lot more than a global respiratory virus to stop Zeke Martin from doing what he says “gives me life:” playing the drums.
When the coronavirus shuttered jazz clubs and put an end to live gigs, the Northeastern drumming instructor and three friends—saxman Pat Loomis, bass guitarist Daniel Day, and keyboardist Adonis Martin (no relation)—found their outlet by jamming live performances in the backyard of Loomis’s home near a student housing building on Columbus Avenue.
On a nippy day in late October, Zeke Martin is clad in a red Northeastern hoodie and black wool cap, Loomis is wearing purple wool gloves with the fingers cut off, and Day and Martin are both in black hoodies. Martin’s hoodie says “Black Father” on the front. All are wearing face coverings, except for Loomis when he’s blowing his saxophone. He has it on otherwise.
A long electrical extension cord snakes along the grass from a nearby outlet to power the keyboards and bass guitar.
The musicians are pouring their energy and soul into a rendition of Stevie Wonder’s “Boogie On Reggae Woman.” The sound waves ricochet off the walls of LightView