Anyone with job references as diverse as organ icon Dr. Lonnie Smith and indie singer/songwriter Ani DiFranco must have something interesting to say, and drummer Allison Miller proves that out. Boom Tic Boom is a square-peggish gumbo that flirts with the chaotic but never loses its way. Avant-garde pianist Myra Melford adds thrilling depth and boundless thought, and Jenny Scheinman's quicksilver violin makes a delightful cameo on one of the best small-label releases of 2010.
Don't be fooled by the disc title or the cover photo; Twilight is not a smooth jazz crossover, or an alternate soundtrack to a teen vampire film. Trombonist Luis Bonilla's latest effort may not have the "Hulk smash!" attitude of I Talking Now (PlanetArts, 2009), but trading raw power for richer colors was a very smart move. Bonilla's band also makes some hot compositional contributions, adding a terrific sense of unity to this outstanding sophomore effort
The seemingly-impossible has happened: A jazz disc has something in common with a Bruce Willis film! Willis' recent release Red is about a group of retired spies who make fools of the modern intelligence community. Drummer Billy Hart, multi-instrumentalist Craig Handy, trumpeter Eddie Henderson and saxophonist Billy Harper aren't retired, but they are part of a group of veteran players who show today's jazzers how it's done. And unlike Red, a sequel to Warriors is coming in 2011!
Guitarist Frank Vignola reminds us that a big band isn't necessary for music to swing, that music doesn't have to be low and slow in order to be intimate, andin the right handsan accordion can be just as hot as a Hammond B3. 100 is the best portrait ever drawn of Django Reinhardt, as Vignola concentrates on the painstaking detail the legendary gypsy guitarist put into the timeless standards that remains popular fodder for performance and reinterpretation.
Sexual orientation, gender identity, and violence against women may be hot topics elsewhere, but in the South Asian community, they're not even acknowledged, let alone discussed. Taboo is an explosive blast across that community's bow from one of its own. Guitarist Nir Felder, keyboardist Marc Cary, and vocalist Sachal Vasandani join Jain in this thunderous fusion of jazz and South Asian idioms to declare that prejudice and injustice can no longer be tolerated.
The "Anat Cohen's brother" sign needs to come off Avishai the Trumpeter's back ASAP, because this electrifying set of acoustic trio jazz really brings him into his own. Free of the concept album heaviness of Flood (Anzic, 2008), Triveni is a group thing in the best sense of the phrase. Cohen's chemistry with bassist Omer Avital and drummer Nasheet Waits is completely hypnotic, and while the band's originals are undeniably great, their vivid takes on Don Cherry and Duke Ellington are even better.
Separately, these players put any doubts to rest about whether this generation of jazzers can carry the weight of this genre's future; together, Kneebody grabs fusion by the scruff of the neck and flings it headlong into the future... for its own good, of course. Kneebody's music is light-years from the fusion of Miles Davis and Herbie Hancock, although their legendary DNA can be easily detected. Moment is jazz for the 21st century, with insightful writing, Avatar-quality special effects, and a group dynamic that could stun a team of oxen in its tracks.
Ellis' twisted take on 21st-century New Orleans just can't (and shouldn't) be stopped. Double Wide is now officially a sextet, but that's not subtraction by addition, since most of the players on this disc appeared on Dance like There's No Tomorrow (Hyena, 2009). Sousaphone has never sounded funkier, and neither has drum-Godzilla Jason Marsalis, who is the turbocharged engine Puppet Mischief needs to go this fast, fly this high, and be this much fun. Les bon ton roulez... into the future!
Trumpeter Christian Scott's always had the chops, but his ability to compose powerful, personal statements is now officially off the charts. Yesterday is blistering political commentary at its best, with this son of New Orleans (and nephew of Donald Harrison) taking on everything from his hometown police department to the campaign to defeat Proposition 8. None of Yesterday is pretty, but all of it is glorious, and it contains the kind of piercing insight this genre sorely needs.
Purists were fervently hoping This is Our Moosic (Hot Cup, 2008) was one of those nightmares that's usually the penalty for eating too many deep-fried jalapeno poppers before bedtime. No such luck! The Pennsylvania provocateurs are back, with their singular mix of Ornette Coleman aesthetic and soul-jazz delivery... and this time, it's personal! MOPDTK picks up where The Bad Plus leaves off, and they don't need to cover Black Sabbath or Burt Bacharach to shock the system. They're not going away, eitherso duck and cover, or learn to love it!
Jazz and the blues--because together this musical brother and sister speak from our nation's days of the current cultural affairs and the authenticity and truth of a place where the rhythms held the pulse and the drums the heartbeat, representing every step closer the meat on the bone
Jazz and the blues--because together this musical brother and sister speak from our nation's days of the current cultural affairs and the authenticity and truth of a place where the rhythms held the pulse and the drums the heartbeat, representing every step closer the meat on the bone. Feet in the dirt, or barefoot on a stage with sequins--it's soul beats in my chest.
I was first exposed to jazz while others listened to surf music in the '50s and '60s, it was Monk, Miles, Satchmo and Ella, Rosemary Clooney and Julie London followed. Margaret Whiting, Les McCann, Willie Bobo, Andy Simpkins, Snooky Young, Bill Basie and Helen Humes. The first time I heard Topsy, Take 2, I about passed out at the age of ten.
I've hung with Les McCann who more than 30 years after our first meeting became my duet partner on my CD, Don't Go To Strangers. Karen Hernandez from the start, Jack Le Compte on drums, Lou Shoch on bass, Steve Rawlins as my arranger and pianist, Grant Geissman - guitar genius, Nolan Shaheed, Richard Simon, and more. The big boys. My Red Hot Papas. The best show I ever attended was...
I met Helen Humes first back in 1981 and helped turn one Playboy Jazz Festival night into her tribute, bring the Basie Band to stage, her joy boys. Before she took the stage for the last time to sing, If I could Be With You One Hour Tonight thousands of copies of the newspaper I wrote for carried her story. It was kismet, her being held by Joe Williams backstage. Soon in my life were the great Linda Hopkins who told me I sang the song she wrote better than her, which floored me of course, the energizing Barbara Morrison and the stellar Marilyn Maye who guided me professionally.
My advice to new listeners... let your backbone slip and feel your body stripping back the barriers that prevent us from being one with the music.
Remember none of us are strangers, we just haven't met yet.