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2012 Tampere Jazz Happening: Tampere, Finland, November 1-4, 2012

2012 Tampere Jazz Happening: Tampere, Finland, November 1-4, 2012
By Published: December 6, 2012
Tampere Jazz Happening
Tampere, Finland
November 1-4, 2012
Here's another veteran jazz festival, and one which has been gaining increasing international recognition during recent years. This is a Happening with a personality. A distinct orientation to its programming, and a taste for the more adventurous aspects of jazz. The Finnish city of Tampere has traditionally been likened to Manchester in England, but perhaps Birmingham would be a closer comparison, with its deeply ingrained industrial past. Detroit could be another twinned city, and it's already a mirror home for a similarly longrunning and superior festival.
Everything is quite convenient within the Happening. The various stages are gathered in close proximity to each other, allowing a brief transfer in weather conditions that weren't quite as freezing as anticipated. No need to ride reindeers across the cobbles: we could just eat those seasonal creatures instead. The Old Customs House Hall provided the main stage, with a smaller space adjoining, Klubi chiefly hosting the late night part of the schedule. Across the street is the café bar Telakka, which was the main home to the indigenous Finnish acts over the weekend.
Thursday evening, November 1, was low-key, just sticking to Klubi and presenting three rapidly ascending young bands. All were prime players at Dublin's 12 Points Festival, an enterprising forum for young European outfits. The club encouraged clumps of standing viewers close to the stage, thereby immediately heightening the communicative excitement. Even so, the labyrinthine Klubi still had an abundance of tables and chairs scattered around on various levels for those who were happy to ease gently into these mostly rupturing sounds. Actuum opened with a severe jolt, operating at a highly detailed level of aggressive hyperactivity. The French quartet's absolute benchmark must surely be saxophonist Ornette Coleman
Ornette Coleman
Ornette Coleman
b.1930
sax, alto
's classic quartet with trumpeter Don Cherry
Don Cherry
Don Cherry
1936 - 1995
trumpet
. Alto saxophonist Benjamin Dousteyssier and trumpeter Louis Laurain held an inspired rapport, bolting frenetically, or splintering into the very room's essence of quietness. Bassist Ronan Courty and drummer Julien Loutelier were also precision engineers of dynamic tension-and-release. Other precedents called to mind were saxophonist John Zorn
John Zorn
John Zorn
b.1953
sax, alto
's Spy Vs. Spy Coleman homage combo, or maybe reed multi-instrumentalist Ken Vandermark
Ken Vandermark
Ken Vandermark
b.1964
saxophone
at his freest.

The momentum increased further with England's WorldService Project
WorldService Project
WorldService Project

band/orchestra
, which is already gaining a strong reputation, at least within the UK. Part of the nameless movement that encompasses Led Bib
Led Bib
Led Bib

band/orchestra
, Acoustic Ladyland
Acoustic Ladyland
Acoustic Ladyland

band/orchestra
, trioVD and Troyka, up to fellow newcomers Roller Trio
Roller Trio
Roller Trio

band/orchestra
, this was rock and jazz that was not jazz rock in the old, 1970s sense. There's a tougher tone, a more adventurous groping of atonality, hardness and riffing complexity. Prog meets punk, Frank Zappa
Frank Zappa
Frank Zappa
1940 - 1993
guitar, electric
and King Crimson
King Crimson
King Crimson

band/orchestra
procreating Rip Rig & Panic and The Pop Group. Keyboardist Dave Morecroft was the ringmaster, sonically and visually directing the band through a minefield of twisting, squirming, jolting and japing contortions. This was clever stuff, but never too smug. Roughshod barnstorming was the chosen method, heavy boots stamping all over charts of finesse. It's a youth thang, as WSP sustained great energy throughout a set that left the crowd breathless from concentration. No slackening was allowed. No pauses for thought. Until post-gig, of course; then the substance penetrated the collective mind.

Sadly, the home posse was somewhat disappointing after all of this nervy action. Finland's Big Blue (hailing from the small town of Jyväskylä) offered a much more conventional outlook on the jazz form, with a trumpet/piano/bass/drums lineup. The quartet was perfectly adequate, but maybe it should have played first, as a lesson in mesmerizing tradition, before the other two bands began to detonate jazz's outer walls. Anyway, this was an extremely strong starter night for the Happening, just a taster for the wealth of stellar sets to come.

The big-name Americans began to arrive on Friday, November 2, with sets beginning at 8pm. Performances alternated between the Old Customs House and Telakka, although the problem with the latter venue, as the weekend progressed, was that it had a tendency to reach its capacity very quickly, with droves of folks arriving from the much larger hall. This led to a severe bottleneck of crushed bodies, especially near the entrance. It was so uncomfortable that evacuation eventually became necessary.

Drummer Gerry Hemingway
Gerry Hemingway
Gerry Hemingway
b.1955
percussion
's Quintet had Mark Helias
Mark Helias
Mark Helias

bass, acoustic
replacing an indisposed Kermit Driscoll
Kermit Driscoll
Kermit Driscoll
b.1956
bass
on bass, but the lineup was otherwise comprised of this version's steady members. The saxophone front line of Ellery Eskelin
Ellery Eskelin
Ellery Eskelin
b.1959
saxophone
and Oscar Noriega
Oscar Noriega
Oscar Noriega

clarinet
seemed to be more inclined towards introversion than usual, but Hemingway himself drove each piece forward with his clattery excavations. Terrence McManus was a valuable addition on electric guitar, although he, too, was less caustic than expected. As an opening set, this was a fine way of establishing an enquiring mood, a diligent reading of Hemingway's compositions.

Over at Telakka, Jorma Tapio was proving to be the ultimate multi-instrumentalist. Every tune began with him switching from saxophone to bass clarinet or flute, crafting a broad range of textures, but also interrupting the set's linear flow. Tapio was an old colleague of the departed drummer Edward Vesala
Edward Vesala
b.1945
, but his music wasn't all roiling storm clouds. There was also a frequent lyrical touch, supported by the sensitive playing of the Kaski trio's other members, bassist Tero Siitonen and drummer Simo Laihonen.

Pianist Vijay Iyer
Vijay Iyer
Vijay Iyer
b.1971
piano
has become so revered on the scene that surely it's time for the backlash. Although his trio always delivers sets of masterful control, Iyer's all-consuming appeal to folks from all areas of the jazz sphere tends to alert some to a possible blandness in the delivery of his message. Drummer Tyshawn Sorey
Tyshawn Sorey
Tyshawn Sorey
b.1980
drums
is found at his most conventional within this band. Oddly, when bassist Stephan Crump is replaced by Steve Lehman
Steve Lehman
Steve Lehman

sax, alto
for the Fieldwork trio, the conceptual results suddenly become markedly more asymmetrical, pointillist and generally captivating. The atmosphere was becoming too calm, but the next two acts were set to muddy the waters considerably.

Lebanese trumpeter Ibrahim Maalouf presented his Diagnostic band, setting out to pummel the mood in a radically different direction. Even since catching them in New York City last spring, there has been a considerable toughening of the set into a road-tested, festival-hardened entertainment machine. This was good news in terms of energy and momentum, but slightly unfortunate in terms of having gathered a few too many stadium rawk-style crowd hectoring techniques. French denizen Maalouf's tunes, personality and playing can't be faulted, though, and for every commercialized lick there were compensatory moments of gutsy rocking out and head-banging in an Arabic stylee. Maalouf is just as much into Led Zeppelin as he is Fairouz, as likely to dig Weather Report
Weather Report
Weather Report

band/orchestra
as he is Goran Bregovic. The highlights of his set, as anticipated, were the bewitching "Will Soon Be A Woman" and "Beirut," which began with the subtlest possible gradual growing, then ending up as a storming metal behemoth. Maalouf's microtonal trumpet was perfect for imparting an Arabic bending of notes, along with the jazz and rock flecks. Flautist Youenn Le Cam provided second trumpet, allowing Maalouf more freedom to roam. He also stepped in with some bagpipes, for some strategic squalling.

Now in the mood for gypsy escapades, the real thing was literally just around the corner. The late night Klubi 1am set was just about to set the dance floor ablaze. More trumpets, too, from the father and son leaders of the Boban and Marko Marcovic Orchestra. Arriving straight outta Serbia, almost half this crew played tenor horns, lined up in a mighty huffing battalion. There were also three other trumpet/flugelhorn players, as if the leaders weren't already letting off ample solo fire. Yes, this was dancing music, but the paradox was that the more a person quaffed, the less likely they were to handle the complex time signatures; but the less they quaffed, and they more likely they were to try. Either way led to unavoidably exuberant fun, with heads, stomachs and pedal extremities swapping confused roles with abandon.

The Saturday and Sunday programs began at 2pm each afternoon, representing the weekend's greatest density of sets. Schneeweiss Und Rosenrot opened up with a striking display. This unfamiliar quartet wasn't exactly jazz, but it also wasn't exactly too shackled by any genre. The song forms provided the band's chief thrust, manifested in an experimental kind of French café chanson. It also sounded like they'd been admiring the old records of Soft Machine
Soft Machine
Soft Machine

band/orchestra
's Robert Wyatt—not in the sound of his voice, but rather in the general feeling. Otherwise, lead vocalist and minimalist keyboarder Lucia Cadotsch possessed a unique charisma, mannered and eccentric, but not irritatingly so, as could be the possible pitfall of such extremity. She was well-balanced by "conventional" pianist Johanna Borchert, setting up an electro-acoustic dialogue, and equally contrasting with their vocal styles. The band is made up with members from Germany, Switzerland, Luxembourg and Sweden. That's a mixture, indeed. The music, too, but it all ultimately sounded controlled and refined in its diversity and style-mulching meltdown.

The afternoon run continued with interesting sets by guitarist Hasse Poulsen's Progressive Patriots (another multinational band, this time combining French and German players, but with drummer Tom Rainey
Tom Rainey
Tom Rainey
b.1957
drums
being its most renowned member) and Sha
Sha
Sha
b.1983
reeds
's Feckel (more straightforwardly from Switzerland, their reed playing leader most often heard as a member of pianist Nik Bartsch
Nik Bartsch
Nik Bartsch
b.1971
keyboard
's Ronin). In their different ways, both combos were dedicated to intricate jazz-rocky compositions that were accurately delivered with force and finesse.

Percussionist Adam Rudolph
Adam Rudolph
Adam Rudolph
b.1955
percussion
's Moving Pictures continued the run in the main Old Customs House Hall, entering the evening cluster. This was a larger festival octet incarnation of the long-running band featuring cornetist Graham Haynes
Graham Haynes
Graham Haynes
b.1960
cornet
, trombonist Joe Bowie and flautist/reed multi-instrumentalist Ralph Jones. All of the horn players augmented their main axes with a selection of tiny blown or percussed instruments. This was attractive at first, but eventually tipped over into being overdone, significantly decreasing the time spent with their primary horns. Thus, the parts of the set with less of a rhythmic thrust tended towards an abstraction that sometimes sounded unfocused. When guitarist Kenny Wessel soloed, it was clear that his statement was powerful, but unfortunately it was sonically submerged in the mix. Rudolph himself led from the congas, conducting, prompting, driving and inspiring.

The Jazz Passengers have been officially reunited, although did the group ever really break asunder? It just seems as though there have been extended hiatus periods. The band has been playing together at New York City''s Jazz Standard club on a fairly regular basis. The combo's leaders—saxophonist Roy Nathanson
Roy Nathanson
Roy Nathanson

sax, alto
and trombonist Curtis Fowlkes
Curtis Fowlkes
Curtis Fowlkes
b.1950
trombone
—exuded a relaxed, lived-in rapport, like a pair of rascally uncles who've been sent to disrupt a staid family gathering. Having the luxury to lounge casually across the stage, and ramble eloquently to the audience didn't mean that this was a band without a feel for discipline. It succeeded in making its arrangements sound loose and spontaneous, but the vocal harmonies (from virtually the entire band) were the epitome of conversational good timing. The title cut of Reunited (Justin Time, 2010) was delivered as a marvel of doo wop soul combinations, twinklingly mischievous and slyly ironic.

An attempt to enter the permanently crammed Telakka was, again, frustrating. The Mopo trio was audible, but only stray limbs and head fragments were visible through the massed bottleneck. The trio sounded substantially storming, but it was time to cross the street back to the Customs House. Klubi was blessed with a much more conducive environment for late night unwinding. Next year, the festival organizers should consider moving the local Finnish bands into this more spacious location. Either that, or sell fewer tickets for those gigs.

Vying for prime position as one of the weekend's mightiest performances was Peter Brotzmann
Peter Brotzmann
Peter Brotzmann
b.1941
reeds
's Chicago Tentet. Further retro significance was imparted, as the German reedsman has recently announced the retirement of this longstanding formation. While some sets suffer from an almost unexplainable lacking of urgency, potency or crackle, this seething improvisation was the ultimate example of a show that was riddled with almost uncontainable invention, passion and expression, from beginning to conclusion. The Tentet has been working together for so long that its discipline makes the resulting music sound almost choreographed in places. This is part of the reason why Brötzmann feels that the group has now reached its peak, a peak which signals the end of its road agony. Despite these constant ongoing groupings of active players, the sudden intersections, stepping to the sides, ripping right to stage-front, duos emerging, full Tentet eruptions (it's 10 members besides the leader), every permutation always sounded vital, as if being essayed for the first time.

Ken Vandermark was in a more reserved state than usual, while Mats Gustafsson
Mats Gustafsson
Mats Gustafsson
b.1964
reeds
spent the entire set tensing for his rationed baritone saxophone explosions. It was all concerned with waiting in the wings. When one savage outburst was dispatched, another player was invariably ready to pounce. Fred Lonberg-Holm
Fred Lonberg-Holm
Fred Lonberg-Holm
b.1962
cello
only unleashed his full amplified cello reserves at one lone stage, but was constantly there, decorating at lower volumes and responding at apt times. The twinned trombones of Johannes Bauer
Johannes Bauer
Johannes Bauer
b.1954
trombone
and Jeb Bishop also raspberried with blooded gobbets, both together and separately. Brötzmann was no laurel-resting leader, either; his solos were amongst the most energized of all. He, too, was biding his time to the side, coming forward with steely determination, then surreptitiously implying directions in the general ebb and flow. The symphony of smaller groupings gave way, a few times, to a fully coordinated crumpling of excess, not least at the very climax of the main extended piece. Surprisingly, the Tentet still had energy reserves for an encore that was almost as crucial as the dominant, sprawling body of the set.

Back to Klubi, for its 1am dance set. Ghanaian singer/guitarist Ebo Taylor was not too flashy, extroverted or overtly crowd-whipping, just relaxed and self-contained, emanating good waves of buoyant brightness. The Afrobeat Academy wasn't entirely as advertised, music being at least equally Highlife in style, or even soukous-soaked in places. He's fostered a pan-African style, almost inwardly performed with Taylor's calm interior confidence dominating by stealth. He was strongly supported by a ripping horn section and a bold percussion battery.

The Sunday selection once again commenced at 2pm, but had an earlier finishing time of around midnight. The day got off to a slow-immersion start with Danish guitarist Mark Solborg's trio, doubled by the presence of three guests. So, bassist Mats Eilertsen
Mats Eilertsen
Mats Eilertsen
b.1975
bass
and drummer Peter Bruun were joined by previously collaborating trumpeter Herb Robertson
Herb Robertson
Herb Robertson
b.1951
trumpet
and saxophonists Lotte Anker
Lotte Anker
Lotte Anker
b.1958
saxophone
and Mikko Innanen
Mikko Innanen
Mikko Innanen
b.1978
saxophone
. The resultant sounds were luminescent, carefully developed and often resonant with stasis, but the music didn't quite connect or arrest, lurking in the introspective zone without being magical. There were many instances of dropping in and dropping out, but rather than being compellingly dramatic, these had the effect of hampering momentum. It was, however, a suitably thoughtful set with which to ease into the day's proceedings.

The truly inspirational start came with the pairing of Japanese pianist Aki Takase
Aki Takase
Aki Takase
b.1948
piano
and Dutch drummer Han Bennink
Han Bennink
Han Bennink
b.1942
drums
. Takase imposed a vintage jazz vocabulary on the freedom, leaping from rolling boogie woogie to abstract splintering. Bennink likewise set up swinging cymbal and hi-hat rhythms, then detonated them with sudden breakdowns of free tumble. Yes, the impish sticksman was involved in many of his expected antics, but he was more extreme, inflated by the spirit of spontaneous extremity. His repertoire of physical communication leapt back to the days of his youth, in a more exaggerated manifestation. Bennink was in love with the stage floor, sitting or even lying down as he tattooed the boards, or rapped on the piano's underbelly. Takase's finger-strength was phenomenal, as she thundered out great cascades of train-rollin' phrases. Her humor wasn't as overt as Bennink's; instead, she was his ideal not-so-straight woman.

The most mainstream jazz set of the whole weekend came courtesy of The John Scofield
John Scofield
John Scofield
b.1951
guitar
Trio. This was almost a shocking reverse-avant interlude, when surrounded by the largely more innovative artists of the Happening. It took the guitarist around 40 minutes before mining a vein of molten lava, and then the set ascended for its closing run. A major problem was the tonal similarity between Scofield and electric bassist Steve Swallow
Steve Swallow
Steve Swallow
b.1940
bass
. When one solo concluded, the next was invariably too close in expressive style, leading to a samey inertia. Having heard Scofield primarily in stoking 'n' searing blues, rock, groove and gospel settings in recent times, it almost came as a disappointment when returning to his mellower classic jazz tone.

The triumphant set of the entire Happening fittingly arrived right at the end of the last day. Percussionist Adam Rudolph presented his larger ensemble, the Go:Organic Orchestra, in the lively surroundings of Klubi. This outfit wasn't anywhere near as enlarged as it is when Rudolph presents his Monday night residency at New York City's Roulette venue, and it also appeared in a more electric, funkified make-up. Moving Pictures acted as the core, augmented by a group of Finnish extras that included saxophonist Mikko Innanen. Rudolph also co-opted several members of Ebo Taylor's band, presumably in a spontaneous move. Whereas the regular New York City orchestra usually features a host of string and flute players, this medium-sized variant concentrated on horn and percussion power.

Rudolph was an inspirational leader. His conducting prompts were vaguely associated with those of Butch Morris
Butch Morris
Butch Morris
1947 - 2013
cornet
, Walter Thompson and John Zorn, but the percussionist usually prepares scored matter, whether written or pictorial. Whatever the nature, he demonstrated that he is one of the finest catalyst-cataclysm conductors in the field. It seemed impossible to transcend the opening (and lengthy) funk convolution odyssey, but Rudolph almost succeeded, dipping into calm space before offering repeated percussion-heavy buildups. Few are the times that naked funk sweating has been allied so seamlessly with hyper-complex time signatures and dance-forcing earthy-cerebral grooves. Bowie, Haynes and Wessel were principals in the soloing levitations, with the old Defunkt trombonist also providing lusty vocals. This was certainly one of the year's most ecstatic performances—in any city, any festival, anywhere.

Photo Credit: Maarit Kytöharju


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