Triptych Myth opens with a rockin' rhythmic attack, topped with a stunted, lurching melody that recalls Monk and Cecil Taylor more or less equally, yet carves out a little stylistic territory all its own. No mean feat. If Monk had ever made the leap to free improvisation, some of the piano sounds on this disc hint at what might've resulted. Even 'The Fox,' a basically straight ahead reggae piece, relentlessly continues this theme, imagining the great bop architect as a Caribbean club hack. That out of their system, the group returns to more stylistically original and engaging territory for the remainder of this noteworthy disc.
Triptych Myth is an interspersal of Cooper-Moore's compositions and, if I judge correctly, live improvisations, with an odd Tom Abbs tune not far from the middle. Cooper-Moore's pieces have a far-flung range of directions, some more promising than others. The aforementioned reggae piece, and 'Susan,' for instance, represent his flirtations with standard forms, and are not bad at all, but less striking than some of his more personal material (such as 'Stem Cell' and 'Spatter Matter,' another Monkesque romp, yet unlike anything recently heard).
Cooper-Moore, both as writer and pianist, offers a refreshing alternative to all those conventionally dazzling jazz pianists that keep coming out of the woodwork. He plays well, but deliberately avoids prettiness. Has anyone coined the term 'punk jazz' yet?
Abbs' 'Raising Knox' is another charismatic change of scenery. Cooper-Moore sits out while Abbs takes drummer Chad Taylor and the audience out to his neighborhood for an intermezzo. The trio sounds, whether the case or not, as if it's got some years under its collective belt. Let's hope to see them often live, and to hear them evolve on more recordings.
I met Erroll Garner at The Theatrical Grill in Cleveland a few hours before our family was to see him on stage at Severance Hall. That was 45 years ago and I was only 15! I spotted him nearby in a booth wearing a beautiful tux with a great white napkin draped over him! I was a little nervous as I approached him (he was eating shrimp cocktail) and said, Mr
I met Erroll Garner at The Theatrical Grill in Cleveland a few hours before our family was to see him on stage at Severance Hall. That was 45 years ago and I was only 15! I spotted him nearby in a booth wearing a beautiful tux with a great white napkin draped over him! I was a little nervous as I approached him (he was eating shrimp cocktail) and said, Mr. Garner, I love playing the piano... is there any advice you could give me?'' He hesitated, then looked back at me and said, Keep playin' and don't stop!'' That was great advice because at 60 years old, I'm still playin' and haven't stopped!