Ready to climb the pyramids and then walk out onto the hidden step, to enter the unknown ascending passages, to stare into ancient constellations of the near future, to see Ka's wings glisten in the obsidian-eyes of Anubis and hear the echoes of synths and axe across the Nile?
Then follow the Ozrics across the desert of mainstream music's boring wasteland and taste of the oasis of genius via the eternal song of Ed and gang. They are back! And what of that "song that remains the same"? What of that twisted and spiraling jam that only the Ozrics can weave? Yes, they do it again herein with an eye towards ancient Egypt and those ever-deepening occult mysteries.
The bizarre-hip-cool synths remain, the wild guitar still screams, the polyrhythms swell, bass doth boom weird, and the insane piping of flute persists. Sometimes I think the Ozrics are destined to awaken Cthulhu with their cryptic song-smithing and manic delivery. I have heard of their live shows being beyond description and descending upon the audience like spectres from Stonehenge's first rites.
I refuse trying to describe this music as the deeper I attempt to analyze it the more the beauty falls away into reason vs. just letting the Ozrics "do me in and envelop my psyche". Excuse me folks, I need to stop typing and begin swirling aneath the full moon . . .
Personnel: (As stated in liner notes) Ed is guitars, synths, samps, spins . . . Seaweed is synths, twists, spirals . . . Zia is basses and knuckles . . . John is flutes & air . . . Rad is drums, perc, yesmate
I've always loved jazz ...my mother was a classical pianist and my aunt was a blues singer, who was managed by Clarence Williams (Bessie Smith's producer). As a young boy, they introduced me to people like Louis Armstrong, Sarah Vaughan, and Jimmy Smith
I've always loved jazz ...my mother was a classical pianist and my aunt was a blues singer, who was managed by Clarence Williams (Bessie Smith's producer). As a young boy, they introduced me to people like Louis Armstrong, Sarah Vaughan, and Jimmy Smith. We hung out at my Aunt Kate's Soul Food restaurant in Harlem after the matinees at the Apollo where I listened to their stories. I knew I wanted to be a jazz musician from then on. My mother wanted me to play piano, but my Aunt bought me a guitar. I've been playing ever since.
At my mother's early prompting, I first sang Blue Velvet at my Catholic elementary school...and all the nuns came running in and asked me to sing again, so I knew I must have sounded pretty good. I've been singing ever since.
I met Tony Bennett in Miami and he inspired me to return to New York. He was a great mentor.
The best show I ever attended is mpossible to say, I've seen so many great shows. From Tony Bennett to Pat Martino, Return to Forever to Weather Report...I've seen some great performances.
My advice to new listeners is don't let jazz intimidate you, the music has something for every listener and it is our American gift to the world.