Ghost Music is Billy Jenkins's download-only follow-up to Death, Ritual & Resonation: Eight Improvised Studies On Low Strung Guitar (VOTP, 2015). It takes a similar tack to its predecessor inasmuch as it is entirely improvised; however the guitar is missing, replaced by piano. Jenkins last used a piano on his vinyl-only album Piano Sketches 1973-84 (Wood Wharf, 1984).
The spectral sound, which pervades all of the tracks, unfolds on "Self Sleep Beds." This and the ensuing tracks "Drinkless Cups" and "Footless Shoes" are ambient in nature and this characteristic is pursued on most of the twelve numbers. But this is not always the case. "Driverless Cars" for example, is more restive. "Self Talk Phones" and "Self Spending Money" utilise more chords than the arrays of single notes found on the previous tracks. The poignant "Self Lived Lives" and "Humanless World," with shades of "Chopsticks" towards the end, are especially chordally-rich. Most of the time, however, Jenkins relies on the piano's sustain pedal to create a suitably ethereal quality.
There's still playfulness about Jenkins's music as with the scherzo-like approach to "Selfless Selfies." Obviously with wry tune titles like these, Jenkins is intent on making a societal statement here as well as a musical one. As an extension of this, maybe he feels that the more reflective, meditative approach he has adopted might be an appropriate antidote for a modern, obsessively self-absorbed and materialistic world in which we live.
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