Oddarrang/Girls In Airports
Belfast, N. Ireland
October 23, 2013
Over the course of fifty one years the Belfast Festival
has programmed an ocean of outstanding music, from the guitar-spangled blues of Jimi Hendrix
and the epic ragas of sitarist Ravi Shankar
to the classical artistry of pianist Alfred Brendel. Jazz too has featured prominently over the yearsfrom trumpeter Dizzy Gillespie
to pianist Geri Allen
though less so in recent editionss.
Perhaps with the advent of Belfast's Brilliant Corners jazz festival it was felt that jazz now has its own home to go to. Or maybe jazz has simply changed its spotswhich it's had a tendency to do over the yearsand has slipped quietly in the BF's back door.
The concert of Oddarrang and Girls in Airports was billed as a jazz double header, which may have caused some of the older jazz heads in the Elmwood Hall to raise a quizzical eyebrowafter all, where were the trumpets, the standards, the walking bass lines, the blues? Regardless, the sheer originality of both groups clearly struck a chord with an appreciative audience.
Oddarrang doesn't call itself a jazz band at all, and in truth, its melting lyricism, ambient waves and cinematic breadth owed more to minimalism and new wave experimentalism. The concert promoted the band's third CD, In Cinema
(Edition Records, 2013)music composed initially for four independent films. Whilst the absence of the films' projection may have seemed like an obvious omissionparticularly in a festival contextdrummer Olavi Louhivuori
's compositions contained enough emotional depth, verve and nuance to stand alone.
Dreamy soundscapes and throbbing Indie-rock blended with serene pastoralism and sci-fi hedonismunderpinned by Louhivuori's shifting rhythmic and percussive currents. The union of Osmo Ikonen's cello with Ilmari Pohjola
's trombone created striking harmonics on the ethereal "Interusing." Throughout the show Ikonen alternated between long, plaintive notes, pizzicato precision and driving ostinatos, adding stirring wordless chant to the rocking "The Sage" and the genre-defying "Self Portrait." Pohjola mostly dealt in harmonic duties, occasionally asserting his voice, as on the plaintive intro to the folkloric, achingly pretty "Cultivate and Contemplate" and on the slow waltz section of "Missing Tapes from a Highway Set."
Guitarist Lasse Sakara and bassist Lasse Lindgren were constantly present in the mix and the use of loops, echo and reverb veered between wispy minimalism and storming intensity. The full range of Oddarrang's dynamics was felt on the episodic "Journey"; switching to piano, Louhivuori's damped-note riff was echoed by Pohjola on mini xylophone with guitar and cello adding layered depth to the group mantra. Gradually, the collective riff gave way to a cello-led lyrical passage, which in turn was subsumed by powerful psychedelic waves evocative of space rockers Hawkwind.
There were few solos during the set, as Oddarrang's music was primarily about textures and the power of the collective voice. In this sense, Oddarrang displayed something of guitarist Bill Frisell
's orchestral approach to composition, particularly on the closing number "Self Portrait," which indulged in brooding reverie not a million miles away from Frisell's Blues Dream
Oddarrang's compelling invention questioned the wisdom of trying to hang a name on music that was as enjoyable as it was original.
Danish group Girls in Airports shared some stylistic ground with Oddarrang in that solos were largely eschewed in favor of a collective sound. Similarly, the music swayed between sparse lyricism bordering on the ethereal and all-enveloping walls of sound. What set GIA apart from Oddarrang and most other Scandinavian jazz/new wave bands were the African rhythms that colored its music. Percussionist Victor Dybbroe joined GIA after its eponymous 2010 debut
and his chimes, shakers and congas have had a ripple effect in GIA's music, adding polyrhythmic depth in conjunction with drummer Mads, and helping the music groove with greater insistence.
The concert kicked off with "Transvestite"; saxophonists Martin Stender and Lars Greve's gentle, overlapping harmonics plotted the course over mallets that pulsed like a heartbeat and splashes of electronic keyboard from Mathias Holm. Almost imperceptibly the music swelled with rhythms driving like pistons towards an intense, bold finale. Yet even in the eye of the storm the music remained essentially melodic and somehow graceful.