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Italian multi-woodwind ace Francesco Bearzatti mans the helm on Virus, along with superb support from French organist/electronics whiz Emmanuel Bex and famed drummer Aldo Romano. Whereas, special guest artists chip in on certain tracks.
Bearzatti undoes conventional organ-based trio fare with some cleverly devised arrangements. Sure, they swing and churn out a few stifling bop burners, but the group reaps strong dividends via glowing sonic characteristics and avant-garde based shifts in direction. Bex injects subtle EFX to coincide with a series of chirpy choruses, hard-hitting jazz-funk escapades and much more. Bearzatti’s deft clarinet work on “Hey” is nicely augmented by Bex’s implementation of a digital clarinet keyboard patch. It’s easily discernible that the band is having a blast, as they frequently alter previously rendered motifs via cunning improvisational opuses, in concert with a silky smooth edge.
Trombonist Mauro Ottolini’s blustery solo on the bop cooker “Cattivik” only adds to this band’s spacey, musical architectures featuring weighty jazz grooves, and a sometimes punk-ish demeanor. They also intermix dreamy soundscapes and blues-drenched licks into the production. A wonderfully inventive outing indeed! Zestfully recommended...
*This enhanced CD also contains a ROM track with videos and photos.
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 ...