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James Blood Ulmer, Hot Club Of Cowtown & David Lindley

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James Blood Ulmer & The Memphis Blood Blues Band
Jazz Standard
March 27, 2011

For a blues combo that doesn't possess a particularly powerful presence on the mainstream blues circuit, James Blood Ulmer
James Blood Ulmer
James Blood Ulmer
b.1942
guitar
certainly took his Memphis Blood Blues Band to the music's furthest limits and highest levels, both in terms of artistry and volume peaks. The singer/guitarist's four-night stint at Manhattan's Jazz Standard doubtless reached its apogee on this final Sunday evening. Without being a jazz elitist, it might be observed that the act of populating a band with players who also have heavy experience in free-form improvisation, funk, metal, country and old-time swing can be deeply beneficial to widening the portals down in that old blues cellar-bar.

One or two quizzed folks had reported that the run's opening sets had slightly suffered from a degree of un-togetherness. This situation changed significantly by the last night, if such an observation was just in the first place; by this time, Blood's posse had coagulated into a single entity, dedicated to passion, drive, abandon and virtuosity.

The concept was ostensibly simple: take a conventional blues repertoire—songs heard in countless manifestations down the decades—and subvert this material via a slightly skewed interpretation that breathed fresh fire into the toothless maw of the rocking-chair stoop-veteran. The first step towards this hotwiring process was inducting Living Colour's guitarist, Vernon Reid
Vernon Reid
Vernon Reid
b.1958
guitar
, in the position of deputy bandleader and musical organizer. At the opening of each set, he would introduce each player as they were given a meaty portion of bars for self-expression. Oft-times, with the pumped-up volume levels and frequent choice of distortion as a conduit towards the ears of the audience, it would be fleetingly challenging to discern who might be starting up their solo. A communal howling, scorching, bleeding swoop would make Reid's electric guitar sound like the psychedelic wah-wah-ing of Charlie Burnham's rugged violin, which could, in turn, fool our delicate ears that it was a smoldering harmonica gush, courtesy of David Barnes, whose rusty reeds might impersonate the wheeling rush of Leon Grunebaum's Hammond organ. Absolutely nothing sounded similar to Greenbaum's small electronic lap-device, which looked like a chance meeting on an operating table between a keytar and a computer keyboard.

The resultant group sound was as dirty as an unwashed fat possum, yet as slick as an imagined Mahavishnu Orchestra
Mahavishnu Orchestra
Mahavishnu Orchestra
b.1971
band/orchestra
tribute to Muddy Waters
Muddy Waters
Muddy Waters
1915 - 1983
guitar
and as smokin' as Ornette Coleman
Ornette Coleman
Ornette Coleman
b.1930
sax, alto
onstage with Jimi Hendrix
Jimi Hendrix
Jimi Hendrix
1942 - 1970
guitar, electric
. And this was before the first number of each set had climaxed. Further excitement was imminent, of course, as Ulmer himself entered the ring for the greater bulk of the two Sunday shows. As Reid was the dedicated audience communicator, Ulmer decided to hunker down and play, putting all of his expression into his raw, gruffly-conversational vocals and spiraling guitar statements, themselves also imbued with the gift of speech. The harmolodic experience couldn't be denied, and it was particularly thrilling to hear ballsy blues solos shot out of an avant canon.

Ulmer was a master of dislocated phrasing, both vocally and on guitar. Where Reid was the streamlined rocker—a fuzz sculptor in the post-Hendrix tradition—Ulmer had the unpredictable rhythms of a Lightnin' Hopkins
Lightnin' Hopkins
Lightnin' Hopkins
1912 - 1982
guitar
, slashing his strings with a splayed hand, sensitively deployed when required, but capable of emphatic arpeggios when he needed to sting. His constructions were like rusted iron tendrils, twisted into surprising shapes.

The Memphis Blood bunch's great strength was to deliver the blues in its uncut strength, but to frame that rawness with a cuttingly-arranged tightness, perpetually sustaining audience attentiveness over two full sets of generous length. This was partly due to the high level of individualist soloing between the frontline members; in fact, the so-called rhythm section also joined the official frontline as they, too, soloed with a competitive complexity.

As the second set neared its peak, Ulmer introduced a stronger element of improvised informality, inviting his old collaborator, Queen Esther
Queen Esther
Queen Esther
b.1850
vocalist
, onstage to sing Jimmy Reed
Jimmy Reed
Jimmy Reed
1925 - 1976
guitar, electric
's "Bright Lights, Big City." Even though they rambled through a spontaneous version, by this stage of the evening it was beneficial to reap the rewards of some heated looseness. As Ulmer took his bows and left the stage, Reid led a Sunday night gospel clap-along, sending the audience home with an energized glow. This was not the blues as normally savored, but rather the blues as we might prefer to hear them, in an idealized fantasy land of unpredictable fusions.


The Hot Club Of Cowtown
Joe's Pub
March 28, 2011

The following night, even though entering a completely different stylistic terrain, there was still a feeling that familiar old music was being rerouted by dynamic practitioners from the modern realm. Here, in the intimately womb-like Joe's Pub, there was a melding of Western swing with elements of pure jazz, country, blues and rock 'n' roll. Whenever and wherever they play, Austin's Hot Club Of Cowtown threesome is guaranteed to entertain and communicate, without needing to dilute its varied essences of old-time authenticity, honing its craft for well over a decade, now, and it shows.

The vocals were shared out, and so too were the solos, with Elana James dominating in terms of sheer gusto in her personality, fiddling and vocal delivery. Whit Smith was a spirited competitor for attention, providing a run of twanging rockabilly-derived guitar solos, while upright bassist Jake Erwin lived a double life as a percussionist, so thwacking were his solo lines.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but did I hear them singing "Big Balls In Cowtown," as Bob Wills received the AC/DC treatment? Well, the Hot Club's latest album, What Makes Bob Holler (Proper, 2011), is devoted to the Texas Playboys repertoire, so their Joe's Pub set was fittingly plump with Wills numbers. Unaccustomed to the venue's operational tactics, the group was slightly thrown by the pressure to condense all its energies into a single, 70-minute set. Usually, the Cowtowners settle into a roadhouse-style joint for two or three hours, stretching out with an even more extensive songbook. Nevertheless, they adapted very well, playing faster and harder than ever. They even caught their collective breath and offered the occasional slowie.


David Lindley
Iridium
March 28, 2011

Since the passing of Les Paul
Les Paul
Les Paul
1915 - 2009
guitar, electric
, his long established Monday night spot at Broadway's Iridium club has been steadily evolving. Initially, there was an attempt to team the old guitar-slinger's trio with a series of guest artists, but lately that crew has tended to open up each set with their own separate sequence, followed by the night's visiting guitarist performing either solo or with their own backing musicians. When Californian multi-string man David Lindley made one of his rare visits to town, he elected to sing and play alone. This seems eminently appropriate, given his wide array of guitar-like instruments, always ready to alter the tone of each tune. It was hard to identify some of Lindley's axes, but he concentrated mostly on his Irish bouzouki (or was it a Turkish saz?) and a customized big-bodied acoustic guitar.

Lindley began his career in the late-1960s with Kaleidoscope—attuned, even then, to the sounds of global folk music. He followed this with an extended stint as Jackson Browne
Jackson Browne
Jackson Browne
b.1948
guitar
's sideman, then began to work regularly with Ry Cooder
Ry Cooder
Ry Cooder
b.1947
guitar
. A highlight of Lindley's evolution was the album that grew out of a journey to Madagascar with fellow guitarist Henry Kaiser
Henry Kaiser
Henry Kaiser
b.1952
guitar, electric
, A World Out Of Time, Volumes 1-3 (Shanachie, 1992-1994).

There was great substance to Lindley's performance. Arriving near the close of his first set, and witnessing all of the second, it was easy to marvel at the switches between introverted instrumental virtuosity and the more extreme narrative escapades of his vocal numbers. I surely will not laugh again so profoundly, during 2011, as I did during Lindley's perfectly-timed escalation of backstage food-revulsion that is "Catfood Sandwiches." Tears of mirth were flowing amongst the audience, cheeks aching en masse with prolonged smiling. Lindley was an inspired storyteller, which came as a secret bonus for those who've always considered him to be primarily a guitar master in the inward-looking sense.

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