by Mark Saleski Digital. It’s just got to be digital — ones ‘n zeros. Forget that old-fashioned analog stuff. That’s for old fogies. If you want to be with it, current, where it’s at, up to date, in the know, down with it … your activity must be presented in bits
Post Tagged with: "Whack Jazz"
Sao Paulo-born tenorman Ivo Perelman assembles a whack jazz quartet that rivals in star power to the foursome David S. Ware recently assembled with William Parker, Cooper-Moore and Muhammad Ali.
A quick glance at the credits on Britsh ex-pat keyboardist John Escreet’s new album The Age We Live In indicates a knack for bringing together some of today’s most prominent forward thinking New York jazz musicians: David Binney, Wayne Krantz, Marcus Gilmore, Tim Lefebvre, and so on. But listening to the music tells you all you need to know whyRead More
There’s something odd I noticed about this record from the opening moments: there’s a piano on it. Why is that so bizarre you ask?
Debut albums can often be fun to explore, since you’re not just exploring the music, but the artist, too. They’re funner still when the artist bolts out the gate with his/her own unique plan of attack
Bill Cole, a multicultural multi-instrumentalist, is one of the guys at the top of the hierarchy in the improvised music scene, having been at it in earnest since at least the late 70s.
by Mark Saleski There’s this notion in the world of sculpture that the artist is merely freeing the shape locked within the raw source material.
Last year we introduced a really good avanteer to this site in Rich Halley, a lively and imaginative saxophonist and composer who would probably be more of a household name if he were in Chicago or New York instead of Portland, Oregon.
Listening to the guitarist Aram Bajakian is lot like listening to Marc Ribot, and Aram follows much of Ribot’s wildly divergent style that incorporates the vintage forms of swing, punk and rock and roll into a fresh and daring style. So it’s fair to state that if you like Ribot, you’re gonna like Bajakian, too.
The closest musical cousins to the whack jazz quintet Afuche that comes to mind are fellow Brooklyners Little Women and the Italian trio Treo: they share some of Little Women’s penchant for highly agitated thrash jazz and Neo’s total unity between harmony and rhythm. At least, that’s what I take away from listening to their second full-length album, Highly PublicizedRead More