Quick and to the Point: Breezily smoothed familiar enigmas.
Approachability isn’t a concern with Kelvin Roy’s music. All compositions and arrangements are – with a couple of exceptions where Nigel Gavin collaborates – his. Extremely familiar sounding harmonic and melodic tracks, however, coil enough insinuated gentle statements throughout to propel the listening up toward fresh peaks.
Love is the conceptual vocalized and affecting theme, operating within an elusive musical sense of inner beings engaged in hard-to-pin-down searches for affection. The instrumentation, ranging from maraca colors to the rarely heard possibilities of the bass trumpet – of which not enough is featured – keeps one’s ears perked. The mood, tension and releases, breaks and dominant passages shoot from popular music, as evidenced in the opener that could pass as a TV show theme. Roy vocalizes a muted groove laden “Love Letter” with a cool beat and multiple sonic sparkles. “Junk In My Mailbox” is drippy and groovy. “Dream” has funk and the closer is lounge straight ahead jazz.
Roy has conversational overtones in his singing and playing, with mellowness and relaxed manners that resemble his tone and touch on bass trumpet. The lyrics are unchallenging yet effective. All around, a likeable recording.
I love jazz because it is both challenging and exhilarating, and the endeavor of improvisation is the highest form of art.
I met so many great musicians--including my two earliest heroes, Maynard Ferguson and Dizzy Gillespie--by attending concerts
and being willing to treat them with the respect they deserve.
The best show I ever attended was the Pat Metheny/Ornette Coleman Song X concert at Cornell University.
The first jazz record I bought was an RCA compilation by Dizzy Gillespie.
My advice to new listeners is to not be afraid to listen to something because you're not familiar with the artists or the band or
the genre or anything - this is music that is best experienced through discovery.