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While its previous work has been described as both middle-of-the-road and avant-garde, Park sees the Norwegian-Swedish quartet Fattigfolket offering a selection of tunes that again straddles the middle ground of contemporary, instrumental Nordic jazz.
Saxophonist Halvard Godal's pieceswhich make up the majority of the 11 tracks included herefeature melodies that tend to be linear rather than elliptical or elastic. Named according to parks located in northern Europe, the tunes are meditations on themes, typically enunciated by Godal and endorsed by Ole Marten Sommer's thoughtful drumming and Putte Johander's restrained bass. With the exception of Godal's "Brentanopark," the intensity of his writing rarely seems to vary though, making the album more an experiment in harmony and tempo, but less an examination of diverse compositional options.
Only on the closing "Agra Park" does there appear a didactic dialogue between the two lead instruments, Godal's clarinet and Gunnar Halle's lightly blown trumpet. Most pieces see the instruments opting for a non-confrontational style, weaving harmonious lines around each other, but without inspiring the other player outside his comfort zone. That said, the album flows fluidly on, with Godal and Halle leading the melodies along, ably cajoled in particular by Sommer's varied and laconic drumming.
Park is more of an amble than a romp, with the lead instrumentalists rarely breaking into more than a light sweat, but this also a great way to appreciate parks,' and this album's, recuperative powers.
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me. If we don't run a review, Alligator Records is going to stop servicing us.
Night Flight opened up a whole new world for me--the blues led me, inevitably, to Basie, who led to Duke, who led to Mingus, who led to Miles, who led to ...