This duo does, in the old Tristano fashion, improvising rooted in standards though you have to listen very closely to detect the skeletons of "You Stepped Out Of A Dream" in "Carol's Dream" or "What Is This Thing Called Love" in "The Very Thing." Lyons and Liebowitz have very complimentary sounds. Lyons' alto often sounds sour and faint and might be hard to take in other contexts but he fits snugly against Liebowitz's heavy, running piano chords. "The Very Thing" is one of the best examples of their work together. Liebowitz rolls out a busy, dense melody while Lyons' sharp notes offhandedly trail away into the air like wisps of smoke. At first you think his playing is tentative but when you listen to the entire set you realize he's making deliberate choices.
On other pieces like "Reverie" and "Ephemera" Lyons comes across even fainter and Liebowitz reacts with hard-charging waves of piano. "Roy's Joy" actually a prominent melody based on "I'm Getting Sentimental Over You." Lyons swings with a surprisingly robust force while Liebowitz bangs chords in support and repeats and switches phrases in her solo in a manner that almost sounds like a DJ cutting up beats on a turntable.
On first hearing, this music comes off directionless and discordant but when you listen closely you come to realize that there's a close musical telepathy between the two players and a purpose behind everything they play. Lyons and Liebowitz can turn the familiar into dazzling new creations.
Track Listing: Carol’s Dream; Turquoise Echo; Twain Shall Meet; The Very Thing; Ephemera;
Reverie On A Sunday Afternoon; Roy’s Joy; Another Time.
Personnel: Carol Liebowitz: piano; Nick Lyons: alto saxophone.
The best show I ever attended was the Zawinul Syndicate at the Blue Note in 1997. Being the youngest kids in the room, the host put us right in front of the band. The afro-beat electric set blew the roof off the building, an unforgettable sound
The best show I ever attended was the Zawinul Syndicate at the Blue Note in 1997. Being the youngest kids in the room, the host put us right in front of the band. The afro-beat electric set blew the roof off the building, an unforgettable sound. After, my girlfriend and I just sauntered up the stairs to the green room to meet the
band. I posed for a picture with Joe, after talking a little bit about boxing and how to stay healthy while the other guys in the band tore through a bucket of fried