The Jim Josselyn Group’s Brazilian Sunflower isn’t so much about Brazilian music as it’s title suggests; perhaps it’s the sunflower itself that’s Brazilian. True, the title tune and the closer do have that gentle lilting samba feel, but I would describe this more as jazz with a Brazilian influence rather than the other way around. But categorizations aside, this outing is pure contemporary straight-ahead enjoyment.
And it’s nice stuff. After the two-minute “Prelude,” the remaining songs are long enough (seven to almost ten minutes each) for the principle voices (Josselyn on guitar, Jeb Patton on piano, Lex Samu on trumpet) to stretch out and really explore the changes with thoughtful solos. The songs, all composed by Josselyn, flow nicely, with a swinging medium-tempo groove. Debbie Aviles’ voice is primarily used to wordlessly double the guitar or trumpet on each song’s “head,” but she gets the chance to deliver her own lyrics on “Tres Pontas” and “Hartshorne Valley Walk.” All in all, a satisfying jazz outing from a promising new guitarist and combo.
Track Listing: Prelude; Brazilian Sunflower; Islamorada; Tres Pontas; The Scream of the Butterfly; Hartshorne Valley Walk.
I love jazz because it is in my blood. It is the only original American art form. It is sacred. The greatest musicians are jazz artists.
I was first exposed to jazz in 1961 listening to my father's records of Duke Ellington, Billy Strayhorn, Count Basie, Nat King Cole, Ben Webster, Coleman Hawkins, Lester Young.
I met Sonny Stitt, Wayne Shorter, Branford Marsalis, Joey Calderazzo, Michael Brecker, Cannonball Adderley, Walter Booker, Dave Liebman, Joe Lovano, George Benson, Mike
Stern, Stanley Turrentine, Billy Harper, Skip Hadden, Charlie Haden.
The best show I ever attended was Joe Lovano with Soundprints at the Wexner Center in Columbus Ohio in 2014.
The first jazz record I bought was Miles Smiles.