Each post now has its own page, which will make them much easier to link to, should you be inclined to do so and make those listed under "specials" in the sidebar easier to reach.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
A selection of Niklaus Troxler's posters for the Willisau Festival.
A yoik is not a song but a resonant melodic phrase, sung unaccompanied and repeated through various iterations with no fixed beginning or end. Traditionally utilised to induce a trance state in Sami shamans, it is a music essentially animist in nature. Yoiks are not sung about something but considered a rhythmic signifier of the actual thing itself, be it a place, an event, a family member, associate or an animal, especially reindeer. According to Sami practice, a yoik is not composed but received through adjagas. After a yoik is first invoked, it shimmers into eternity, hanging in the air like a memory, waiting to be recalled.The parallels with Eric Dolphy's famous quote and the "stream-of-conciousness" of Olu Dara and Phillip Wilson (see below) are striking.
Ande Somby begins to yoik, merrily repeating a chain of syllables. 'ME GO NA CHA ... ME GO NA CHA.' Round and round it goes, faster and faster, like a tongue twister. Then the chain abruptly changes. 'DA CLIN KEE ... DA CLIN KEE ... DA CLIN KEE.'
- Arctic Magic
Ethan Iverson had set the bar vey high for D:O guest posts, and Taylor Ho Bynum has upped it further with his contribution. Taylor had already discussed some of these issues (cornet vs. trumpet, etc.) on his blog, but here they're laid out more clearly.
A few hundred (thousand?) birds will always beat industrial forms of light and magic. [via stop the play and watch the audience]
David Murray's MySpace page is dedicated to his Black Saint catalogue. The blog has him reminiscing about those albums. Of Murray's Steps, he says:
The four compositions on this date represent the best of what my octet had achieved on a recent tour. Getting from Nickelsdorf to Milano by train was very difficult though as Steve was thrown in jail off of the train for slugging a customs officer in the face. When this happened my leader abilities were seriously challenged so I told all of the band and their girlfriends to get off of the train. We went to the railroad border police station sat in front of the police, leading [sic] with them to let Steve McCall go. Finally we succeeded and were able to cross the border into Italy and go to Milano to make this recording session.
John Fordham reprised Nate Chinen's story about the 1973-1990/Behearer phenomenon for the Guardian's blog back in December. I found the article via Net, Blogs and Rock'n'Roll, which sums up the process and describes it as "uncharacteristically neat."
Back in June, Fordham prefaced a state of UK jazz address with this odd comment: "Jazz musicians and fans rarely ask where jazz is going." Really? He also got a classic Iverson quote, on being dropped from Sony, despite good sales (in jazz terms): "Whatever the Bad Plus have sold, I'm sure it didn't pay for coffee in that huge building Sony has on 56th and Madison."
The much-blogged IAJE gets a stern talking-to from Paul de Barros and runs to George Varga's arms for a pick-me-up cuddle. [via Arts Journal]
de Barros says that "while the [jazz] scene may be vivid and exciting, it's an artificial construct, sadly untethered to any specific time and place or anything actually going on in American society." That assessment is undermined by saxophonist Chelsea Baratz when she says "It's not one niche now, [there are places in New York where, on the same night, you can hear] unbelievably groovin' hip-hop, played by jazz musicians, [more cerebral music and] straight-up bebop."
de Barros is "sad" to hear "a genius like Ornette Coleman... so stuck in the racial paradigms of the past." Coleman, interviewed by Greg Osby, and "seemingly annoyed that IAJE was largely patronized by white academics," asked "If we were white people, would this conversation be the same?" Out of context, it's hard to judge such a statement, but the answer seems too obvious to be controversial. Varga is saddened by the very opposite: "Significantly, [James] Moody was the only speaker whose salute to [Ella] Fitzgerald also touched on the segregation and rampant racism of the era in which he and she achieved stardom." The theme continues, as in de Barros's article jazz is said to have "fallen into the hands of a lot of white males" and become "like a museum." de Barros agrees, but the relationship between white-ification and museumification is unclear, as "jazz postage stamps and the Jazz at Lincoln Center colossus" are cited amongst the reasons for jazz having "shed its outlaw skin." (implying that Duke Ellington and the MJQ, for example, might have considered themselves outlaws...). More (much, much more - be afraid) on this topic to come soon.
In Varga's article Ramsey Lewis's takes everyone to task:
"Jazz people are passive people," he charged. "They don't spread the word. We don't go to non-jazz people, and say 'Have you heard this?'"I guess he'd disagree with Bill Shoemaker's assessment that
you can’t cross market jazz out of its niche market condition, nor can you grow an audience significantly beyond its current numbers. The task, then, whether you’re a label, venue or festival, is to maximize participation of the existing audience
Top 50 Worldwide album sales in 2006
Thursday, January 25, 2007
I've been slow to add MP3 blogs because I'm not much of a downloader, so you probably already know about the following, which offer up complete, OOP albums. They lack Destination: Out's distilled air and insightful annotations, but if a quick smash'n'grab is what you're after...
church number nine
Coïncidence: browsing through LeMo's voluminous record collection, I discovered that this takes its name from a Frank Wright album.
Enlightened by the above discovery, I googled Nothing Is. Result: Sun Ra.
Orgy In Rhythm
The pattern is well-established: Art Blakey. The cover of Jack McDuff's Sophisticated Funk: genius or atrocious?
Back in the birthplace of jazz, trombonists are stirring.
A trombonist from San Francisco. Leader of Disappear Incompletely, which does electro-jazz Radiohead covers, perhaps explaining his interest in comparing the Mehldau and Bad Plus approaches.
The Spit Valve
Jeb Bishop has had time to create a blog and wipe it clean before I found out about it? I have only myself to blame, as I'd have found out about it earlier if I'd paid better attention to Scratch My Brain's blogroll. You can get the old posts on the RSS feed, or Bishop's liner notes about free improvisation on Rocketship.
Discussion of old and new avant-jazz albums and issues. Can't really agree with his Ed Blackwell/Charles Moffett comparaison, though. [via St. Louis Jazz Notes]
Hispanophones, Germans, Dutch... Where are the British jazzbloggers? I don't have a single one on my blogroll, but there must be a few out there. Here are a few I've just found:
BBC Jazz Blog
Multi-authored. Oh-so-Britishly, it reports on George Shearing's knighthood and attempts to get Stan Tracy a lordship.
The Babel label houses some great groups. Polar Bear, Acoustic Ladyland and trumpeter Tom Arthurs's Centripede are the ones I know. Check out the forecasted 2007 UK jazz trends.
JazzWise Magazine MySpace blog
Excerpts from the magazine's feature articles.
CD and concert reviews, mostly.
Birmingham Jazz Blog
An extremely fledgling outgrowth of Birmingham Jazz.
A number of "jazz and blogs" posts back, I started to fear that the supply of blogs to list here would dry up, but that does not seem to be the case at all. In fact, I had to split up this edition into four parts, due to its sheer size.
Jazz may be a universal language, but you may not understand all of this part's multi-lingual pot-pourri.
From Gent, Belgium. Kind of a Flemish version of me, but with infinitely better concert photos. Bruno went to over twice as many concerts in 2006 than I did... The link is to the "jazz" category, but there's a bunch of other stuff, too.
[via Tony Verstraete at the Courvoisier/Eskelin/Courtois gig]
Euskadi (a.k.a. Basque Country) Argentina but often written in both Castellano Spanish and (often) English. I learnt that link is enlace, which is pretty poetic. For the hispanophones out there, there are links to several other spanish-language jazzblogs, such as...
From Argentina. Leads to a jazz-inspired painter, a 1967 video of Miles's quintet in Berlin and interesting thoughts on fusing and mixing from bassist Luciano Peralta.
A jazz and photography blog in German.
From The Netherlands in English and Dutch. The concert log is an impressive construction, which starts on the first of October, nineteen-sixty-four! [via Off Minor]
The Chinese are famous (amongst other things) for rip-offs and bootlegs. Korean blog Hyongoo proudly upholds that tradition flaunts etiquette by baldly reproducing my posts (photos and all) and those of others. Most ironically, there's a Creative Commons license which allows sharing, but requests attribution...
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
[I initially planned to put this in the Zéro DB post, but since that turned out to be more about Nic Thys, this didn't fit in any more. I hate to lose an opportunity to gush about Pierre Van Dormael, so here it is, in its own post.]
In the late '80s and early '90s, Pierre Van Dormael (myspace) led Nasa Na, a quartet made up of Fabrizio Cassol, Michel Hatzigeorgiou and Stéphane Galland. It is an almost mythical ensemble, as no recordings were ever officially issued. Its legacy partly lives on, however, in a little trio his sidemen went on to form, called AKA Moon.
Like Nasa Na, Pierre's career is great, yet mostly obscure: he seems to often be hidden at the root of things. He claims that it is after seeing him in concert that Steve Coleman started employing multiple tempos. He also wrote or played on a number of pop hits, as a session guitarist. A couple of years ago, he even toured in Canada with the Québecois version of Star Academy (Fame Academy in the UK, or American Idol + the reality TV element of all contestants living together and being filmed 24 hours a day).
In 2002, Pierre released Vivaces, a masterpiece that went pretty much unheard. In it he laid out his worldview: complex rhythmic superpositions perfected during a 3-year stay in Senegal and esoteric harmonic relationships are balanced with sweeter, almost sugary melodic elements. A few years ago, he told me that he stopped being a session guitarist because it had sucked all enjoyment out of music. He then had to rediscover the "degree zero" of being able to take pleasure in the sound of a single note.
The result of that rediscovery is visible: on stage, he's just as likely to tear through a harmonically idiosyncratic and fascinating run as to let a single note ring out and throw his head back in the ecstasy of simplicity. Djigui, his album with electric bassist Otti Van Der Werf and kora player Soriba Kouyate included a supremely relaxed "Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone" recorded in the hotel bar after the show that constitutes the bulk of the music. When Bo Van Der Werf, the leader of Octurn, commissioned a composition from him, he replied "Is it okay if I write something that can be popular?"
De Werf has just released the result of that commission, Octurn's North Country Suite. You can hear some of it on Pierre's MySpace page. I haven't heard the album yet, but judging by the samples, it picks up where Vivaces left off, and leavens Octurn's more sour pre-Magic Malik style with references to his own pop loves. Pieces are anchored by a lush, repeated sequence of piano chords and an unobtrusive rhythm section, but the lines played by the guitar and horns above that criss-cross at odd angles and speeds. The melodies are affecting, yet twist in improbable directions.
That kind of sums up Pierre himself. A conversation with him can veer off into deep topics, stop abruptly and resume at any point. Or he'll just down a few Orvals and ask the audience to sing along.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Zéro DB, directed by Aurélien Bodinaux, follows Nic Thys in New York and Brussels as he works on and records a composition called "Circles." He composed it 15 years ago, but didn't do much with it at the time and it was never performed, or even titled.
The film recounts the process through which an idea takes form outside the musician's mind. In this case, how "Circles" becomes a recording. In the beginning, Thys talks about the process in general, and its dangers: that the actual music might not sound as good as imagined. During an early brainstorming session, the director blurs the voices of the three people in the room, creating a metaphor for the process. Unfortunately, the film soon abandons this poetic aspect to become little more than a slightly quirky documentary following the flow of events: Thys recording some demos by himself, rehearsing with Pierre Van Dormael and finally all the musicians playing their parts in the studio.
Thys has just returned to Belgium after 7 years in New York, so the showing also served as a welcome back party of sorts, with many friends, family and colleagues in attendance. Everyone in the large crowd was amused to see Thys's increasingly hirsute beard and touched when Otti Van Der Werf dropped by the studio to add some handclaps.
Nicolas Thys - el b
Pierre Van Dormael - acoustic g
Stéphane Galland - perc
After the film, a clean-shaven Thys came onstage to play duets with Pierre Van Dormael. The first two pieces were sort of Belgified country songs that hid their contrapuntal and structural complexities under unassuming melodies and relaxed yet alert playing. Thys remarked that his older songs were more complicated than his new ones, because his life was more complicated then. It seems to me that he is perhaps better able to communicate and challenge simultaneously. I've recently noted a similar change in Octurn's music, due to Magic Malik's influence, though their level of complexity is much higher. Maybe it's a generational thing.
The third and last duet was inspired by Thys's visit to his wife's family in New Mexico and its amazing landscapes. He started alone, playing a steady bass line and a melody above it. It was relatively simple and, appropriately, sounded like Johnny Cash singing a cowboy song. When the guitar joined in, the form was stretched and extended, but the basic feel was never lost.
Stéphane Galland joined them at this point, on tubs, a metal pipe and a few other metallic implements I couldn't see. It was amusing to hear him play his amazing Galland-isms on these much brighter and drier surfaces, using just sticks, no feet. The opportunity was there to create a sort of hi-tech washboard band, but that connection wasn't explored, fortunately or unfortunately. It did, however, allow for really clear interaction between the three instruments. They played "Can Festis," which you can hear on Pierre's MySpace and "Circles," the evening's running theme.
The crowd called them back for an encore, to which Thys replied: "Well, this is unexpected. When you've run out of written and rehearsed material, what do you do? You play jazz." They then proceeded to play "Moment's Notice" - at least, that's what I thought at the time, but I'm not so sure any more. In any case, they brought their 3-way counterpoint and the weird harmonies they, Pierre especially, are masters of, to a more standard jazz form, which the guitarist acknowledged with a winking "St. Thomas" quote.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Both Toine and Frederik (website) have recently released albums that draw on various forms of pop and rock as much as they do on jazz, so it was interesting to hear them play standards in an unadorned setting. Non-jazz influences were allowed to creep in, though: Frederik's scratchingly noisy comping on Monk's "Evidence" recalled some of Angular's heavy rock outbursts, while an arrangement of the Beach Boys' "God Only Knows" brought the pair closer to Rackham's melodic sensibility.
Despite the ambient noise level, they eventually managed to settle into a luxuriant, unhurried space driven as much by a song's sound as by its chords. Toine told me afterwards that he would like to model this duo on the Paul Motian Trio's rubato abstraction. Though no real attempt was made to do so in this instance, it was easy to imagine it happening.
Caravan is a café-restaurant, and confirmed my dislike for restaurant gigs, but is a good place to have a meal: it's small and unpretentious, but well-decorated, the food is good (I was told) and very affordable, the desserts are excellent (I had two, the banana and almond cake and the tiramisú). The soundtrack after the concert included Fela Kuti's "Water," a sign of good taste. The only problem is that you might be disturbed by the musicians in the corner.
Since last December, I've been hearing a lot about Le Comptoir des Etoiles, which has started holding three concerts a week (on Wednesday, Friday and Saturday) and filling Brussels's disappearing after-hours jam scene. I expected it to be a dive, but, while cramped, it's a lovely bar that's really devoted to jazz and manages to express that in a way that isn't cheesy. The grey-and-red walls are covered in polaroids, photos, framed Blue Note album covers and silver, hand-written inscriptions. Toine and I got there at maybe 1:30 AM and at 2 he generated enough enthusiasm for a round of standards and bop tunes to start up again. I was particularly taken with Frans Van Isacker (Franco Saint De Bakker myspace), an alto player I'd never heard before who had a real Cool Jazz sensibility.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Lieven Nijs - g, banjo
Joris Blanckaert - accordion
Jeroen Baert - vln
Tim Vandenbergh - b
When I walked out of the CC Belgica after the Dhafer Youssef concert, I saw through a window that right next door another concert was taking place. It was still quite early and the lineup looked interesting, so I went inside. It turned out that it was also the opening of an art exhibit, which meant free drinks.
Le bal des boîteux's songs jovially blended popular music, classical and rock in a way that would not have been too out-of-place on Yann Tiersen's Amélie Poulain soundtrack. The bass would hit a rhythmical ostinato, the guitar chugged rock-ish chords (he had a very small amp, so the volume level was appropriate in regards to the other, unamplified, instruments) while the accordion and violin played short, repeated melodic motifs or twirled around each other to create denser textures. The excellent bassist would often slip almost imperceptibly between emphatic accompaniment and jazz-like soloing.
I was reminded of this drum and whistle band we randomly came across in a Kilkenny, Ireland bar, back in 2002. They shared a sense of a long tradition of a popular music that, in LBDB's case, pilfered liberally from more "sophisticated" or contemporary genres, integrating them smartly enough not to lose its popular core. That process seems to me a really timeless one, conceptually similar to Tatum playing Dvorak.
Just when I began to think that they could occasionally have done with a percussionist, Nijs introduced an old Casio keyboard. A few buttons were pressed and the knowingly cheesy canned beat it issued underpinned a really simple, almost naïve pop melody. In a hilarious moment, a one-bar break allowed the Casio to come through in all it's glory.
The tracks on their MySpace page come from their two albums, have more musicians and are more produced. Unfortunately, they're not nearly as good as what I heard in this informal setting.
Dhafer Youssef - oud, voc (website)
Eivind Aarset - g, elec (myspace)
Audun Erlien - el b (myspace)
Rune Arnesen - d (myspace)
At the very beginning of the year, I heard Anouar Brahem's Astrakhan Café over at M's (you may remember him from Lisbon) parents' house in France. I was totally enchanted and, as soon as I got back here, I bought it. It was surprising to me how close Dhafer Youssef got to the open-ended-but-not-meandering feeling of Brahem's acoustic oud-clarinet-percussion trio with this electric Norwegian band (Youssef's last album came out on Bugge Wesseltoft's JazzLand label).
Erlien would generally lay down hazy, syncopated, slightly dub-ish vamps, creating a little push-pull friction with Arnesen's drums, which generated much more forward momentum, but without being overwhelming. Eivind Aarset did an amazing job providing enveloping textures, whether from his laptop or real-time sampling, and carefully-dosed guitar sounds. He also used a drier tone to produce an uncanny guitar version of the oud. On an unaccompanied intro to "Soupir éternel," he played few notes, but each one was sublimely coaxed out of the instrument. When Youssef joined in, it was to play and sing a simple, sing-song modal melody that, uncharacteristically, sounded almost medieval. Youssef's voice was strong, deep and clear. He sang wordlessly, but drew clearly on his Tunisian origins.
More typically, the band would string together percussive melodies (or were they melodic riffs?) separated by pauses and suspensions. The longer the concert went on, the more it seemed that all this occurred by happenstance, as if tune fragments were plucked from some vast store, expanded upon and then discarded. This patience and the lack of the quite common, almost teleological drive towards a big climax was refreshing. Sometimes it was just a matter of a livelier melody sharpening a form's edges, but it could be even less than that: the sound engineer modifying the sound of the drums, for example, could be a peak.
One of the last songs upped the energy level by adding some blues and rock into the mix, before settling into a simmering groove that set Arabic riffs into slightly more conventional rock band dynamics. Overall, Youssef suggested a palette that was clearly bounded yet with seemingly endless space to roam.
A new Secrety Society concert has been posted, with a revamped "Perils Of Empire." The ominous-movie-score first section has been reinforced, but the second section has lost much of the drunk-Sicilian-stumbling-back-home feel that I loved in earlier versions. There are probably lots more tweaks to discover, but this one was the easiest. Maybe it's always been like that, but the way "Lizard Brain" (a feature for baritonist Josh Sinton) end reminds me of something from Paul Dunmall's Moksha Big Band.
To answer Jack Reilly's question (even if it's rhetorical): yes, absolutely! He's back (and it's been way too long) with a GIOVANNI PETRANICH missive to Down Beat that takes Brad Mehldau and Pat Metheny to task over their percieved disdain for (...one guess...) Bill Evans. Of course, it wouldn't be
Jack Reilly Giovanni Petranich if Metheny wasn't consistently misspelled Matheny. If anyone has February's Down Beat, is the letter actually published in it (or does that issue contain the Metheny/Mehldau article)?
Yvinek has a lovely Michael Brecker rememberance, which includes both real and dreamt interaction with him.
Bobby Broom posts an article, which contains this Sidney Bechet quote: "It was like they were trying to find out in this music what they were supposed to do with this freedom..." He's referring to the dawn of jazz, but the sentiment resonates today.
Broom then returns us to the old "jazz fundamentals" debate:
The move to look away from the elements of jazz that have remained constant through the ages... is a blatant dismissal of the jazz spirit. That is to say, by ignoring these necessary elements we undermine jazz and relegate it to a slow death. If I come across as radical, then try the following experiment: Remove these two characteristics—a sense of swing and blues feeling—from the list of musical attributes of your favorite jazz musicians, then assess what remains. Would they still hold up as major players and contributors in jazz?I would argue that a significant amount might remain, depending on the player and as suggested by, say, the SME's Karyobin (to take a random example that's close to hand, but adds and subtracts a lot more than just blues and swing), which is not to denigrate swing as a key jazz invention and blues as a key contributor.
erg links to a Bobby Broom video which is full of blues (I love Kobie Watkins's drumming on this one).
Friday, January 19, 2007
Nate tipped me off to Jazz ABZ: An A to Z Collection of Jazz Portraits, a book of poetry for children, written by Wynton Marsalis. NPR has written and recited excerpts as well as an interview with Marsalis. The entries on Armstrong, Basie, Coltrane and Lady Day are reproduced on that page.
He also sent me a choice quote from the Ornette poem:
"Ooh oozy oomp. Ow! Oompah varoom! "Oolong of oodles," opined OpheliaNow we know who's been writing all that seemingly randomly-generated poetic spam mail. My knowledge of poetry is near nil, but 26 poems in which the amount of alliteration absolutely achieves an avuncular accumulation of avowedly absurd, aggrandised assessments and arcane afterthoughts appears ill-advised, to say the least. Also, putting Dizzy Gillespie under Z for DiZzy is a stretch. I'm not surprised Zorn and Zawinul were cut, but what about Zutty Singleton? However, some of the illustrations, the cover and that of Armstrong in particular, are nice.
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"Our round droll groom drools orange o'er trolls to trounce known knolls,"
where Homer wrote, "Nor ornament, nor orthodoxy, nor ornithology.
Finally, Nate asks "Idle question: how many good poems have been written by jazz musicians?" and suggests Cecil Taylor, Henry Threadgill and Joe McPhee as places to start looking. The one time I saw Taylor, he recited/performed a poem. I had trouble hearing him, as I was right at the back and the top (third balcony) of Flagey's main hall and Taylor wasn't speaking into a microphone, but it was something about the evolution of, well, just about everything on the planet and was pretty cool, at least as a barely-heard theatrical performance.
The floor is open to your contributions (as it always is).
Christian McBride. The brilliant and touching article on working with James Brown is a must-read (but hurry, it'll be taken down on the 22nd). Contains the classic phrase "James Brown telling me that I 'ain’t nothing' would be the biggest compliment I could have ever gotten." [via Settled In Shipping]
An improvising bassist from England. See his brilliant rundown of 10 moments that characterise his free improvisation experience, as a performer and listener.
Chris Monsen from Norway. His 2006 Top 10 list links to an all-Norwegian Top 10. As an insider, he's not too happy about it, but outsiders might find it useful as a quick primer. Chris also has a spin-off blog dedicated to grading his record collection. [via a Destination: Out comment]
Saxophonist Brian Patneaude, who has already decided on his 2007 Top 10. Typo aside, it's an interesting contemporary jazz list which, apart from Dave Holland's Critical Mass, avoids the usual suspects.
[via Jazz & Blues Music Reviews]
Jazz (or Jass)
About.com has pages on everything, it seems, but I had never thought to check out their jazz content. John Matouk is doing a pretty good job. He's done a lot of list-making recently: Top 10 albums, tracks and "alternative jazz" of 2006.
Guitarist, of Diana Krall fame among others. [via Song With Orange]
J.B.: Jazzitude Blog
New blog started by Jazzitude.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Bruno Vansina - as, ss (website)
Gulli Gudmundsson - b (website)
Teun Verbruggen - d (website | myspace)
The concert started with "In Orbit" and "Miss Apple," two tunes from In Orbit, one of last year's better Belgian jazz albums. "In Orbit" serves as the trio's theme song, and they played a variation of it to close the concert. The first time around was meditative, the second upped the rhythmic drive, but in a flattened-out way reminiscent of In A Silent Way that allowed Vansina a lot of leeway to stretch the already langourously-phrased melody even further. Gudmundsson's lightly distorted arco added something of the textural effect the keyboards and guitar created on that album.
In both versions of "In Orbit," Gudmundsson sampled himself in real-time, a technique he returned to often. Sometimes just to densify the overall texture, a jazz equivalent to a rock band's second guitarist, but on a new composition of his, the magnificent elegy "Too Soon," he layered several slow and spare pure-toned melodies on top of each other, in the end achieving something like an entire section portraying a sunrise. Vansina added a mournful melody on soprano, but the greatest moment was a section utilising the bassist's incredible control of bowed overtones, that sounded like an ancestral reed instrument coming from far away.
These examples hint at the interesting space the VVG inhabits. While Bruno Vansina is clearly a contemporary bop-inspired player, lots of details progresively muddy that categorisation. His soloing, especially on soprano, seems to come just as much from a more folkloric way of concieving melodic variations on top of set chords. Gudmundsson's bass parts encourage this perception, as chords often span several bars (which can be a fairly long time when playing a slow mid-tempo 7/4) and are firmly established with a fixed, syncopated rhythmic pattern. Rhythmically, the VVG slipped easily between rumbling free time, boisterous back-beats and quiet funk. In fact, only once did they engage in 4/4 swing - not out of of obligation, but because it made sense at that point.
My concert-going habits may lead readers to believe that there are only two drummers in Belgium, Teun and Lionel Beuvens, but I assure you that that is not the case. It's just that I never tire of the way Teun manages to generate grooves that are busy and detail-filled, yet absolutely limpid and highly interactive with everything else that's happening.
Teun and Bruno, as entreprising thirtysomethings, started their own label, RAT Records, a few years ago. Both VVG Trio releases are on it, but they've also started branching out, with two excellent albums that present quite different takes on the jazz/rock/pop/improv nexus: Rackham's Juanita K and Othin Spake's The Ankh.
The next VVG Trio album will be recorded live in March, with returning guests Magic Malik on flute and Jozef Dumoulin on piano. They were both present on the second, live, disc of In Orbit, but hadn't seen the music before playing it. The result was fascinating, in an exploratory, messy way. I asked Teun if they'd learn the music beforehand this time and he replied "I hope not. They play better when they don't know the music."
JazzFlits's first issue of the year brings news of a study on the state of jazz in Flanders commissioned by the Flemish Community. Some of Simon Korteweg's, the study's author, findings:
- most jazz musicians can't make a living playing jazz (no surprise there)
- jazz's audience is increasing steadily and now represents 11% of concert-goers
- in 2007, the jazz sector will get 700,000 euros worth of subsidies, which is 3% of the Flemish government's music budget. Korteweg recommends boosting this share to a more representative 11%, or 2 million euros.
JazzFlits also includes an update on Steve Coleman's activities, written in English by Paul Blair.
Ben Ratliff's Little Richard concert review drastically shortens the distance between Richards and Pharrell Williams:
"It’s so nice just sitting here, being beautiful," he said. "I feel so unnecessary."
"My mama had 12 children, and we were pretty but we were poor," he regaled. "All that beauty, and wasn’t nobody on duty. All that honey and no money."
"Could I get two black ladies to dance?" he ventured. "I’d like to have two fat white ladies, too. Juicy ones. And two Mexicans."
Belinda Reynolds has an article entitled "Can Jazz Educate More Than Classical?" I think that her argument is a little muddled (or, in any case, I have trouble following it), but some of the comments are particularly outrageous. Jazz's doom 'n' gloom contingent is large, but I'd never yet heard anyone say, as commenter "the people" does, that "jazz, in reality, has little to no impact on modern American culture." Unless modern means "in the last 5 minutes."
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Before leaving the house, I was quite saddened to learn of the near-simultaneous deaths of Alice Coltrane and Michael Brecker. Both were unfortunate surprises: I hadn't heard that Coltrane was doing poorly and thought that Brecker was getting better after his transplant and the surprise appearance at a Herbie Hancock concert.
Stéphan Oliva/François Raulin Quintet
Stépha Oliva, François Raulin - p
Laurent Dehors - cl, bcl, contrabass cl
Christophe Monniot - as, bs, sopranino
Sébastien Boisseau - b
This quintet, along with guitarist Marc Ducret, did an album of Tristano repertoire a few years ago, and now they're doing something similar to the compositions of stride and ragtime-era pianists such as James P. Johnson, Willie "The Lion" Smith, Fats Waller and Earl Hines, as well as a piece by Bix Beiderbecke. It was inevitable that I be reminded of Air's own take on ragtime standards, even if Destination: Out hadn't posted a couple of tracks from Air Lore recently. In both instances, a fairly direct line was drawn between two nominally different eras: the collective energy of the 30s was always close to exuberant cacophony anyway, which, I guess, makes it a prime candidate for translation to a post-free jazz context. It also helped that the arrangements by Raulin and Oliva were impressively thought-out. Except for one bass solo, the basic material was never left behind, never a mere frame for free playing. In this regard, I found the progression from one era to another more satisfying than at the Dave Burrell concert.
Christophe Monniot provided gutsy, barn-storming r'n'b-inflected solos, while on "Carolina Shout," Laurent Dehors's clarinets linked dixieland whoops to free jazz shrieks. Solos were concise, in keeping with the spirit of the times. Both François Raulin and Stéphan Oliva are fearsome pianists, who, Schlippenbach-like, could slip distant rhythmic echoes into modern, abstract playing. They also knew how to have a good time: on the last piece, Raulin dashed across the stage to join his partner for a 4-handed stride romp.
Recasting old music in this way throws up a lot of questions and establishes connections. While the Beiderbecke piece was more obviously proto-Cool Jazz than the rest of the material, Willie "The Lion" Smith's "Morning Air" and "Echoes Of Spring" (I particularly love the latter, with its introverted-but-intense, stroll-in-the-park joy - check it out) showed that black musicians, too, had developed their own cooler forms (and Bix's "In A Mist" draws its own connections to stride and rag rhythms). The music, often organised into suites of interconnected themes, solos and collective improvisation, betrayed a huge amount of work and might have seemed over-intellectualised had Monniot's over-the-top body language not underlined how much fun the music was, too. I mean, if you can't party with ragtime - you can't party at all. So, rather, it came to seem that they were drawing out the intellectual possibilities already embedded into the music, but perhaps more visible with a few decades' hindsight.
I'd barely heard of Sal Mosca, but was intrigued by his past as a Tristano disciple. Despite the occasional brief hesitation (which were, I think, more a matter of remembering how a tune went than of technique), Mosca played a short and wonderful set of standards. His sound, touch and style were decidedly of his era: the under-the-armpits trousers said it all, while the slightly arpeggiated chords he used on the opening number - something you'd never hear a post-60s pianist do - confirmed it. It was a reminder that, when these songs are played by people who actually have them embedded in their DNA, they're still awesome. Ken Vandermark would tell me afterwards that there was no way he could ever play that music the way Mosca had, and this observation applied to the Oliva/Raulin Quintet as well: you didn't get the impression that Mosca really "did" anything to the tunes, the way the Frenchmen had to, to make it interesting even though he actually really personalised each one. So, the next time you get that "not standards again" reaction, blame the interpreter, not the material.
That said, all three pianists applied forms of loving deconstruction to the standards that, in the end, weren't as conceptually distant as might have been expected. What was modern and interesting (or maybe just puzzling) about Mosca's playing way back when was still exciting yesterday. Both Mosca and Raulin/Oliva did "Ain't Misbehavin'," and Mosca's version recognisable than the quintet's, because it decidedly wasn't a romp, but I also kind of suspect that he didn't really play the song's chords.
When Mosca played "Somwhere Over The Rainbow," it was easy to imagine it as a big Hollywood production number, swirling harps and string orchestra included, but he managed not to make it sappy. At the end of most songs, he would use the sustain pedal on the last note, but abruptly cut it off long before it had decayed, as if to ward off any excess sentimentality. On "All Of Me," left and right hands scrambled together, creating a thick but impressively non-dissonant texture.
According to AMG, Mosca is turning 80 this year, so no-one was surprised that the set was fairly short, at just about 40 minutes. That's more than can be said for his 21-year-old saxophonist student who, I learnt after the concert (as it wasn't announced in the program), was meant to accompany him: apparently he fell asleep at the hotel.
Ken Vandermark's The Frame Quartet
Ken Vandermark - ts, cl
Fred Lonberg-Holm - cello
Nate McBride - b, el b
Tim Daisy - d
The posters claimed that this was a world premiere, but in reality this group had already performed once in Chicago, and the members are long-time associates anyway. Regardless, The Frames Quartet is the latest in Ken Vandermark's seemingly endless string of bands. After the concert, I interviewed him (thanks to camera-man extraordinaire Pierre-Michel, who's practically a member of Vandermark's road crew, it seems), and he laid out very clearly what he was trying to do with it. I hope to have a transcript and maybe audio (and even video?) of that up in a few weeks. In short, the compositions for this band are made up of pre-determined modules whose sequence and interactions are determined in real-time through a series of cues. His two aims were to continue delving into the composed/improvised interface and to create structures that could not be learnt, so that the problems the musicians had to solve changed every time, forcing them to come up with new, or at least different, solutions. To me, the results were very interesting, though still raw. The injection of pre-determined forms, cues and strategies gave a sense of external structure, but nonetheless created an overall sound inherited from total improv.
Vandermark hasn't abandoned his tradition of dedicating each one of his pieces to someone. "First Papers"'s dedicatee was James Brown. It started with the tenor's r'n'b-influenced wailing over a 3/4 beat, then arrived at a more peaceful line, accompanied by turbulent free improvisation from the rest of the group, which suggested earthly confusion below and heavenly peace above. It finished with full-blown, aggressive skronk, but not before an unexpected, much quieter section of boppish tenor over a walking bass.
That bass-tenor section, as well as the sequence of unisson themes Fred Lonberg-Holm and Nate McBride played throughout the second piece, exemplified the functional pairs Vandermark divides the quartet into for each composition. While the two string instruments segued from theme to theme at (I imagine) their own discretion, Tim Daisy and Vandermark alternated leading free improvisation over the top.
The third and last piece was "Straw," which was anchored by a percussive loop of what I think was a grating, staccato cello chord. Daisy and McBride struck up a funky back-beat over which Holm could play heavily distorted arco, somewhere between a noisy, textural rock guitarist and computer static.
Due to a misunderstanding, the group played for only about 45 minutes, about half the time that had been allotted to them. This was a shame for the audience, as even an extra half-hour would have been very helpful in really apprehending the music.
In parting, some advice: if you're ever invited to partake of the musicians' post-concert dinner at deSingel, do so, immediately. It's delicious.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Marco Locurcio - g
Nicolas Kummert - ts
Jacques Pili - b, el b
Teun Verbruggen - d
In 2003, Qu4tre released their debut album, which I liked a lot. Lieven Venken was on drums at the time. The melodies were affecting and imaginative, generally employing langourous long notes. The rhythms were rock-informed, but very light and mobile. Jacques Pili's acoustic bass guitar brought an unusual, but appropriate, sound. Trumpeter Bert Joris added his characteristically warm touch to a few tracks. It would be hard to imagine Joris playing on the 2005 follow-up. Much of what follows isn't too pleasant for me to say, as Teun and Nicolas are among my favourite be.people.
I haven't listened to the first album in a long time, but I still like that material whenever I hear it live. Submarine, however largely abandoned lightness and mobility in favour of an overdose of staid rock straight-eights, where both bass and guitar would play the root and the basic chords in a rhythmically monolithic fashion. I'd heard some of its material on stage before the album came out, and my misgivings were immediate and haven't changed. Even though the sound became heavier, the music lost a lot of its momentum: the melodies, thanks to Nicolas Kummert's cristalline tone, were still pretty, but the inflexible on-the-beat-ness of their phrasing was a little stultifying. The same pattern (heavy eighth-note bottom, floating whole- or half-note top) recurred a lot, and the narrowness of the rock appropriations was disappointing. The contrast with Rackham's approach is striking.
You can listen to "Not Wise", my favourite song off Submarine, on Nicolas's music download page (also check out NK4Tet and NKJazz, the two with-cello groups. I saw the former last September). It loosens things up with a drum'n'bass beat and an overdubbed saxophone choir.
The K.Fée concert was the first of a two-night live recording session. Perhaps my problems with this group are the result of incorrect expectations: after all, IVN really liked the concert, so what do I know? For example, I expected to hear mostly new tunes, but they mainly played stuff that's already been recorded. I couldn't tell if the tenor saxophone's soloing was meant to be buried and relegated to a textural element (albeit a cool one) by the electrically-powered rhythm section. At one point, when Nicolas essayed some funkier phrases with more percussive attacks, they seemed to find little purchase on those impassive straight-eights. I found that the music tended to sag or muddle along more than it took off, but this might have been a mix issue, maybe the recording will sound better. Most surprisingly, there were many times when I thought the music should have been louder: for a rock-influenced band, they never fully rocked out (a Jeff Buckley cover in particular seemed a missed opportunity).
Still, there were lots of very nice moments, too: a meditative, raga-tinged bass solo, a few delicate tenor-guitar duets, a sweet, slightly rustic ballad whose melody looped over and over, as well as all of the pieces taken from the first album, which veered away from the straight-eights pattern and Teun's drumming, which brought in nuance too often lacking elsewhere.
The K.Fée is shutting down in March, hopefully to reopen in a new location. Actually, the Qu4tre concerts are the last jazz concerts scheduled to take place there, but the Mons En Jazz mini-festival in February happens nearby and is generally followed by jams at the K.Fée. If you haven't been there yet, try to go. Its orange walls and textiles manage to create a warm, almost intimate, atmosphere despite its size, with a hint of North African exoticism.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Jeff "Scratch My Brain" Albert has posted some live MP3s of his band Lucky 7s. "Afterwards" starts with a slow vibraphone/bass section and develops from there, staying uncluttered even when edging into freer territory. Given the instrumentation (vibraphone, cornet, tenor, bass, drums and not one, but two trombones), comparaisons with the MacLean/Moncur band are inevitable. Also get the title track of their album at on AAJ as a free download. It has a slamming 3/4 beat and a sturdy solo by saxophonist Jackson Keefe, then nicely folds a bout of collective improvising into a fanfare.
While I'm on the subject of MP3s, those on the improvised music edge might be interested in bassist Reuben Radding's one-free-album-per-month offering. The January issue is here and features trumpeter Nate Wooley (you may remember him from regular - almost obsessive - mentions on It Is Not Mean...), saxophonist Jack Wright and percussionist Andrew Drury alongside Radding. It's not quite as user-friendly as Lucky 7s, obviously, but this round-table conversation is consistently interesting. [via Bagatellen]
Nat Hentoff has a sobering Village Voice column on the work of the Jazz Foundation of America, which takes care of elderly jazz and blues musicians in need. Hentoff reminds us that greats such as Wynton Kelly and Phineas Newborn died ignominious deaths and he could have added others, which shows how necessary the JFA's work is.
Controversy in the French jazz world! Critic Michel Contat writes a scathing review of cornetist/vocalist/all-around troublemaker Médéric Collignon in taste-making mag Télérama (yes a TV guide... apparently it's big, I've never read it). Even if you don't understand French (basically, Contat calls Collignon's Porgy And Bess "remake" pathetic, inept, tasteless and pointless) check out the image used to rate the album, then see the t-shirts the band wore at a concert shortly afterwards (it's at the end of the post). Apparently, Collignon is taking it in his stride. It should also be said that the same album won the jazz prize from the prestigious Académie Charles Cros.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Jazz & Blues Music Reviews points to Big O Magazine's "Records Of Indeterminate Origin" section, which hosts bootleg concert recordings. J&BMR highlights two 1966 concerts in particular: Coltrane at Temple University and Rollins in Austria, which includes Freddie Hubbard's notorious outburst.
Much closer to the present day, Andre Cannière has posted an excellent January 7th gig on his website. Since his debut album As Of Yet (review), the already good band has become both looser and more vigorous and there are several rather fierce new tunes. "Lost In Translation" has me thinking that Andre has been taking notes during those Secret Society rehearsals. Guitarist Nate Radley replaces Ryan Ferreira and brings a more aggressive attitude.
Andre also covers high society jazz news in his October 2006 update: he informs us that Dave Douglas met Pat Metheny for the first time on the 3rd, introduced by Cuong Vu.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
I'm probably forgetting a few, but hopefully I'm not making any up. Those that weren't written about here or elsewhere have brand new witty commentary attached.
I'm not entirely satisfied with my concert-going strategy. When I realised that I had passed up Sonny Rollins, Herbie Hancock, The Roots, various John Zorn incarnations and Chick Corea (among others) and gone to only one real jazz festival the entire year, I knew something was wrong. I'll have to find a better balance between the big and/or international and the small and/or local and at least a couple of festivals.
- Rackham - 06/01/2006@PP Café, Brussels
- Superthriller + Black Wire - 11/01/2006@Botanique, Brussels
- Robin Verheyen/Harmen Fraanje - 17/01/2006@Musée Charlier, Brussels
- Cordoba Reunión - 22/01/2006@Arts-ô-Bases, Brussels
- Moblift - 24/01/2006@Sounds, Brussels
- Othin Spake - 27/01/2006@Beursschouwburg Café, Brussels
- Nozzle Slag - 01/02/2006@AB Club, Brussels
- Animus Anima - 07/02/2006@Walvis, Brussels
- Animus Anima + Herb Robertson - 03/03/2006@Halles de Schaerbeek, Brussel (oddly, the improved sound system did not improve the music, but Robertson valiantly strove to blend rather than overwhelm)
- Festival des Lundis d'Hortense - 17-18/02/2006 (Alexandre Furnelle Sextet, Sabin Todorov Trio, Kenny Wheeler Quartet, Rêve d'Eléphant Orchestra, Ben Sluijs Quartet, Magic Malik Orchestra) (Sluijs and Todorov were magical, see below for the Rd'EO)
- Pascal Schumacher Quartet - 08/02/2006@Beursschouwburg Café, Brussels
- Brad Mehldau Trio & VVG Trio - 25/02/2006@De Warande, Turnhout
- Pascal Schumacher/Jef Neve - 21/02/2006@Musée des Instruments de Musique, Bruxelles (a key relationship continues to deepen. Bobby Hutcherson's "Sirius" sounded much better here - twinkling and static - than it ever did in quartet format.)
- Heather Nova - 14/03/2006@Arenberg, Antwerpen
- Carlo Nardozza Quintet - 10/04/2006@Hopper, Antwerpen
- Ben Sluijs Quartet - 11/04/2006@Walvis, Brussels
- Fête de l'Iris - 07/05/2006 (Jef Neve Trio, Philip Catherine/Sylvain Luc, Ntoumos)
- Jason Moran/Steve Coleman/Reggie Workman - 13/05/2006@deSingel, Antwerpen
- Afel Bocoum & Alkibar - 17/05/2006@Théâtre Molière, Brussels
- Silverio Pessoa - 24/05/2006@Théâtre Molière, Bruxelles
- Alexi Tuomarila Quartet - 20/05/2006@Arts-ô-Bases, Brussels
- Ialma - 31/05/2006@Théâtre Molière, Brussels
- Walrus - 31/05/2006@Jazz Station
- Kristen Cornwell Quintet - 16/06/2006@Sounds, Brussels
- JazzFact - 24/06/2006@Antwerpen
- Lizz Wright - 28/06/2006@Flagey, Brussels
- Klinkende Munt 2006 Day 2 - 06/07/2006@Brussels (Acoustic Ladyland, Clotaire K, Soweto Kinch)
- Klinkende Munt Day 3 - 07/07/06@Brussels (Kurt Van Herck Trio, The Bad Plus)
- Suikerrock 2006, day 3 - 29/07/2006@Tienen (Therapy?, Heather Nova, Freeform Five, The Human League, The Go Go Prophecy, Praga Khan)
- Candi Staton - 25/08/2006@Petrol, Antwerpen
- Octurn - 01/09/2006@CC de Meent, Alsemberg
- MSG - 28/09/2006@Sounds, Brussels
- Nicolas Kummert Quartet - 29/09/2006@Sounds, Brussels
- Soweto Kinch - 30/09/2006@AB Club, Brussels
- Dave Burrell Trio - 03/10/2006@Vooruit, Gent
- Pascal Schumacher Quartet - 19/10/2006@De Bijloke, Gent
- Fly - 26/10/2006@CC Luchtbal, Antwerpen
- Dave Douglas Quintet - 03/11/2006@CC Luchtbal, Antwerpen
- Sabin Todorov Trio - 08/11/2006@Jazz Station, Brussels
- Collapse - 11/11/2006@Archiduc
- Cortney Tidwell & Grizzly Bear - 11/11/2006@AB Club
- brooklyn in a box - 12/11/2006@AB, Brussels (Au Revoir Simone, Mates Of State, TV On The Radio, We Are Scientists)
- Anthony Braxton Quartet@PP Café, 23/11/2006
- Anthony Braxton Quartet@PP Café, 24/11/2006
- Anthony Braxton Quartet@PP Café, 25/11/2006
- Anthony Braxton Quartet@PP Café, 26/11/2006
- Skakk Trio - 27/11/2006@woutwalt, Brussels
- Octurn - 02/12/2006@Jazz Station, Brussels
- Alexander Von Schlippenbach Trio - 04/12/2006@De Werf, Brugge
- Rêve d'Eléphant Orchestra - 06/12/2006@Sounds, Brussels
- Poznan Nightingales - 08/12/2006@OLV Katedraal, Antwerpen
- Samo Salamon Trio - 10/12/2006@Archiduc, Brussels
- Thomas Champagne Trio - 14/12/2006@Kudeta, Brussels
- Qayna - 15/12/2006@Espace Toots, Bruxelles
- Clément Nourry - 17/12/2006@La Quarantaine, Bruxelles
- Emil Ibrahim Quartet - 18/12/2006@Jazz Station, Brussels
- Kaat Hellings - 19/12/2006@Arenbergschouwburg, Antwerpen
- Piotr Paluch Quartet - 20/12/2006@Jazz Station, Bruxelles
- Bota Fogo - 20/12/2006@GC De Maelbeek, Brussels
- Rackham - 21/12/2006@Beursschouwburg Café, Brussel
- Giacomo Lariccia Quartet - 22/12/2006@Sounds, Brussels
- Ben Prischi Trio - 23/12/2006@Jazz Station, Bruxelles
Monday, January 08, 2007
I'm sure I'm forgetting plenty...
Andrew Hill - Timelines (Blue Note)
At least the equal of any other of his Blue Note albums, Hill's music has perhaps never been so accurately played and felt. Ben Ratliff puts it at #1 and sums it up: "beautiful art out of drawling, truculent strands of music; recorded with his best band in 40 years, this is a master’s record, quiet, daring and magnificent."
Lionel Loueke - In A Trance
I don't know if you've heard, but solo voice + guitar album is a near-masterpiece (which might date back to 2005, I'm not sure). Loueke's baritone murmurs soft melodies that nestle up to bursts of dissonance, chants in quasi-Gregorian fashion atop Indian musings, scats along to rhythmically and harmonically knotty guitar lines or floats above discreet polyrhythmic percussion. Afro-freak-folk?
Ornette Coleman - Sound Grammar (Sound Grammar)
The first Coleman album I've been able to buy at the same time as everyone else. "Sleep Talking" is vying for my Single Of The Year spot: a beautiful melody one could spin infinite variations on. Coleman's alto is luminous, but I'm not too sure about the rest of the recording. Denardo in particular sounds distant and lo-fi. I'm also currently being blown away by the discovery of Ornette's quartet with Dewey Redman, Charlie Haden and Ed Blackwell, on The Belgrade Concert, which has me wondering how I made it through 28 years without it.
Ben Sluijs Quartet - Somewhere In Between (De Werf)
The reason I jumped on The Belgrade Concert when I saw it in the racks back in mid-December: I had intuitively felt a connection between the two quartets, and my intuition was right. A BSQ concert quartet back in February totally floored me. This live album confirms Sluijs's change of direction since True Nature and stretches it a whole lot further, but the altoist continues to tap powerfully into his previous, lyrical incarnation, thus somehow bringing together two radically different pianoless, two-saxophone quartet conceptions: Coleman's and Gerry Mulligan's.
Steve Coleman - Weaving Symbolics (Label Bleu)
Even the trios with Eric Revis and Tain don't necessarily go where you'd expect, so never mind the larger ensembles' tropical cubism.
Darcy James Argue's Secret Society - various concerts
Everyone knows big bands aren't cool. Yet DJA's music (and big band) is extremely cool. It's a happy paradox.
I love the fact that Darcy can write a new composition and have it listened to by all almost before the bandstand sweat has dried, lending urgency and relevance to the whole process. I'm much more eager to download, say, the second performance of "Habeas Corpus" than simply the MP3 version of an extant CD. Abandoning the album for a steady-stream approach sounds good to me.
Had I been able to make Darcy's Köln concert, it would have been a nice treble amongst the four Nate Chinen correctly anointed jazzbloggers of 2006. Maybe next year.
John Hollenbeck Large Ensemble - A Blessing (OmniTone)
Everyone knows big... oh, I already said that. Less "traditional" than Darcy, partly because soloists are (totally?) eliminated and Hollenbeck seems to draw more explicitly on American Minimalism.
Amazing and educational work. My single favourite track posted: Threadgill's "Theme From Thomas Cole."
The Claudia Quintet - Semi-Formal (Cuneiform)
Hollenbeck again. Composer-rock rhythms, intricate composition/arrangement/improvisation blend (pillowy vibraphone sound vs. prickly accordion; Chris Speed as much in the middle of the sound as he is on top) and accessible-yet-challenging "tonal-to-free" harmonic context. The first two tracks, as a sequence, are mind-blowing and remind me of the Threadgill track.
Justin Timberlake - FutureSex/LoveSounds
The remake of an old movie in which Quincy met Michael. Hits the two key demographics: teenyboppers and music critics.
Ellery Eskelin - Quiet Music (prime source)
Proof that Ellery's "signal oeuvre" (to quote Steve Smith) will extend beyond his Hat Hut days. Singer Jessica Constable is now fully integrated, but the ensemble bounces between the founding trio, the vocal quartet, two-keyboard quintet extravaganzas and surprisingly intimate trios, the last two with Philippe Gelda. Ellery's musical imagination consistently stuns and delights me.
Corey Dargel - Less Famous Than You (Use Your Teeth)
Yes, it really is that good.
The Roots - Game Theory (Def Jam)
Phrenology wasn't as bad (or as difficult: it's no Drawing Restraint 9) as people said. The Tipping Point was as bad as people said. Game Theory is as great as people say. The scope and details of many of the tracks blow me away, as does Black Thought's rapping (mostly). Malik B is ridiculous on "Here I Come."
Bojan Z - Xenophonia (Label Bleu)
The wonky homemade Fender Rhodes is his secret weapon.
Lisbon Improvisation Players - Spiritualized (Clean Feed)
Altoist/baritonist Rodrigo Amado is adept at setting free-floating melodies in an amorphous context. Guest Dennis Gonzalez is more pragmatic, but just as melodic, framing the music with riffs. Anything is possible: from unaccompanied eight-note bopping to throaty drones and squeaky squawks. The Pedro Gonçalves and Bruno Pedroso rhythm section is fluid yet focused enough for mood shifts to really register. Cellist Ulrich Mitzlaff joins on the last two tracks, the first of which unfortunately becomes clumpy pointillism (i.e. pling-pling-crash improv) and the second of which is the soothing, patient title track. See also the first LIP album, which I discovered last spring in Lisbon.
Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere
The one monkey that did stop the show.
Rawfishboys - RaW
28 minutes of simple, heart-rending clarinet-bass songs with a few harsher improvisations thrown in. First mentioned here. Clarinetist Joachim Badenhorst has made a big late-in-the-year impression, both on record (see also Red Rocket) and live (Skakk Trio, Kaat Hellings).
TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
Awesome recorded, monstruous live.