I pity the Evan Parker completist. Like David Murray fans of the 1990s or Anthony Braxton collectors before that, keeping up with the output of Mr. Parker can be taxing. I count five new releases in the first month of this year!
Luckily if you had to buy just one Evan Parker disc this year, without a doubt find a copy of Lines Burnt In Light. This solo soprano saxophone recording, just over one hour of music, was from a live concert in London this past October. Sure Mr. Parker has recorded solo sessions before, his Chicago Solo (Okka Disc 1995) comes to mind. But he has recorded nothing this hypnotically compelling in a solo setting. This session comprises three lengthy circular breathing tracks of extended saxophone technique. A casual listen, and you would believe the music was processed or looped. A closer listen reveals the masterful touch and a physically demanding presentation with no studio effects! Those of a weaker heart (for outward jazz) can listen at lower volumes or perhaps in bits and pieces. Fans of Evan Parker's astral traveling music, such as his raga music from the 2000 Dark Rags (Potlatch) with Keith Rowe, with surely be pleased with this mesmerising music.
Parker plies a relentless attack of musical lines. Returning and reworking each as if it were a chant or poem. This isn't pure power jazz as much as it is a persistent, seemingly perpetual line of thought. Each listen is cause for dreaming, day or night.
The first jazz record I received
as a visiting gift from my
Japanese uncle at his
international division of
Toshiba EMI Tokyo was a
sample copy of Miles Davis'
Bitches Brew. A game
changer redirecting my
browsing habits and collection.