Cox, Ajtai, Gyárfás - URGENT (PMG Jazz, 2025)
Matthias Müller Andreas Willers - self titled (Trouble In The East, 2025)
Conny Bauer - Das Bassposaunen (Jazzwerstatt, 2023)

Ada Rave is an Argentinian saxophonist currently living in Europe. While Rave's music is grounded in jazz and free improvisation, she is constantly expanding it with inventive techniques. Her saxophone playing is striking, weaving classic jazz phrasing with unconventional textures and approaches. Rave has a recent solo album in search of a real world (Relative Pitch, 2024) and Un Segundo, Universo Infinito with pianist Paula Shocron (Doek, 2024). Here she is playing solo in April:
Joe McPhee is not only an exceptional saxophonist and trumpeter, he has also been a man of words, a poet. On the one hand he can be a classical storyteller in the tradition of West African griots, musicians and historians of sorts who have preserved the oral tradition and cultural memory of their communities. These griots have played an important role in festivals and everyday situations, using stories, songs and music to tell and convey the history of their peoples. Joe McPhee, though, takes a very free approach to this cultural heritage. Recent examples of this are his contributions to “ECHOES: I See Your Eye Part 2” on the last Fire! Orchestra album or the title tracks of Tell Me How Long Has Trane Been Gone and Keep Going, his duos albums with John Edwards and Hamid Drake. On the other hand Joe McPhee’s music is infused with an enormous awareness of black history, which could also be seen on Musings of a Bahamian Son: Poems and Other Words by Joe McPhee, a collection of his poems. I'm Just Say'n now focuses on the fusion of music and poetry, backed by his longtime collaborator Mats Gustafsson on baritone and bass sax, flutes, piano mate, piano harp, organ, fender rhodes and live electronics.
On I’m Just Say’n three types of lyrics crystallize. There are the more lyrical and coded pieces such as “Short Pieces”, which have seemingly unrelated associations with all sorts of things, here with Eric Dolphy, Peter Brötzmann, David Murray, Don Cherry or simply with silence; or “Words”, in which McPhee compares the COVID pandemic with the AIDS crisis of the 1980s. In this piece he throws out nouns in an acrostic, seemingly unrelated, but only seemingly, because the listener’s associations can create a connection. Another type are pieces with political significance, in which McPhee criticizes social conditions. Examples of this are “They Both Could Fly”, an allegory of a homeless woman in New York, Old Rita, trying to keep her dignity (perhaps the most touching piece on the album) and “BYOBB“, on which McPhee sings: “Annie had a baby, she can’t work no more”. It’s a classic blues beginning (McPhee has always been a blues man) and a renewed indictment of policies that leave young families alone. The third type are personal anecdotes such as “When I grow up”, which McPhee dedicates to a friend to whom superhero qualities are attributed. At the same time, however, these narrative styles intermingle here and there, as in “I'm Just Say'n”, a piece that already existed on “Musings of a Bahamian Son”, but here it is extended and McPhee also sings, he doesn’t just recite. The opening lines are repeated at the end and are actually something of a motto in these dark times: “No buzzards shall pick these bones tonight/We are not dead/We must not sleep/Rise up, fly high and wander far”. Another example is “NYC Nostalgia Redux”. Here, too, there’s the sung introduction. New York is displayed as a city charged with symbolism, McPhee refers to the state of affairs in the 1970s in a mixture of narrative, political indictment and cynicism (the past wasn’t great, they have never existed, the good old days - and so nothing can be made great again).
Joe McPhee concentrates entirely on the delivery of the words, musically they are congenially accompanied by Mats Gustafsson, who puffs and steams and pants into his saxophone, or contributes a heavily psychedelic space organ that meanders through the lyrics. He also frequently creates wind noises that seem to press against huge sheet metal walls. All of this is done to perfectly support the lyrics.
I’m Just Say’n anticipates the forthcoming McPhee memoir, Straight Up, Without Wings: The Musical Flight of Joe McPhee, written with Mike Faloon, a book that will be published later this year by Corbett vs. Dempsey. I’m really looking forward to this one, too.
The album is available as a download and an LP, you can buy and listen to
it here:
The LP is sold out on the band camp site, but it’s available at several places, for example at the Downtown Music Gallery.
Edition number 13 of the Festival, this time in full coincidence with The Liberation Day (April 25th), the national holiday celebrating the 80th anniversary of the victory against nazi-fascists troops that were still occupying northern Italy. Torino and Piedmont were the fulcrum of the partisans struggle and paid a tremendous price in terms of dead or tortured people, mostly very young. As usual, the TJF took place in several locations across the city. A snapshot of the concerts we attended, as follows.
ENRICO RAVA - Fearless Five (Teatro Colosseo, April 23)
The old Maestro (85 years old) is back in his hometown when in 1956, attending the Miles’s concert, had the epiphany that drove him to buy a trumpet and become the legendary musician we know. Along his long career, he used to give a chance to a lot of “rookies” (what a real Maestro should always do…) and this time ain’t an exception: all members of the band, Fearless Five, are around their 30s and, needless to say, fully deserve to be Rava’s partners in crime for this stage of his endless sonic journey. Matteo Paggi (trombone), Francesco Ponticelli (double bass), Francesco Diodati (guitar) and Evita Polidoro (drums, vocal) deliver full cylinders swing flavors, free escapades boosted by electronics, as well as Abercrombie-esque guitar nuances, in a smooth circular, democratic and mutual exchange with Enrico’s flugelhorn, still cristal and pristine like fresh mountain water. They won Musica Jazz magazine’s 2025 poll, both as best band and best record and the sold out theater (1500 seats) eventually saluted those fearless souls with endless applause. No doubt, the trumpeters (see also Wadada and McPhee) traded their souls at the Crossroad for the Eternal Youth.
FERRAIUOLO/MIRABASSI - Disubbidire sempre (Educatorio della Provvidenza, April 24)
Despite a solid classical upbringing, the duo of Fausto Ferraiuolo (piano) and Gabriele Mirabassi (clarinet) pushes full speed ahead towards unusual music territories, picking up and mixing genres, influences and styles, leaving the comfort zone as soon as they can and forcing the audience to listen to their music without too many landmarks and paradigms. They emphasize the ludic subtext of their concert and the solid interplay, the intertwined and overlapped musical textures are certainly joyful and emotional, through a well working balance between composed structures and free expression. “Disubbidire sempre” (“Disobey always”, a wonderful project-title that alone was worth being there), aptly fits this ongoing exploration of new and challenging musical paths.
CALIBRO 35 - Exploration (Teatro Colosseo, April 24)
Undisputed aces from Milano, self defined as “jazz robbers”, we owe them the retro futuristic re-discovery of those soundtracks mined from the inexhaustible goldmine of the 60’s and 70’s Italian B movies (if not C or D…). While the films certainly didn’t leave a mark in the Cinema’s Holy Book, totally different was their musical cotè. The likes of Piccioni, Bakalov, Umiliani, Micalizzi, Ortolani, Martelli, Lesinar, just to name a few and without considering Morricone, were off the scale, top notch composers, ignored by the Kritiks and forgotten under the dust of time, before, thanks to Easy Tempo and Soul Jazz collections, Tarantino’s worshipping and the works of Mike Patton and John Zorn, they eventually found a decent spotlight on their enormous class and talent. Calibro 35’s blasting sound, through covering obscure pebbles or writing new material, wonderfully able to avoid an algid and calligraphic coverage, deliver hot and sweaty grooves, greasy blaxploitation lines that make you feel at the wheel of Starsky & Hutch’s Gran Torino, screeching the tyres on today’s L.A. freeways. The chemistry between the four musicians (Massimo Martellotta guitar, synth; Enrico Gabrielli flute, saxophone, keyboards, electronics; Fabio Rondanini drums; Roberto Dragonetti bass) after almost 20 years spent playing all over the globe, allows the rocket ship to fly with a nitro booster, driving the screaming, ecstatic audience completely nuts.
ZOE PIA - Eic eden inverted collective “Atlantidei” (Teatro Vittoria, April 25)
Paraphrasing the theory of cognitive balance, according to which “the enemy of my enemy is my friend”, we could say that anyone who plays with our heroes will alway deserve the admission ticket. This is what happens with Zoe Pia, the young musician (clarinet, launeddas, electronics) from Sardinia who played a bunch of dates with Mats Gustafsson last year, leaving behind a huge stream of positive reviews, thus making it mandatory for us to attend her gig, the live debut of the project “Atlantidei”. Four young percussionists (Mattia Pia, Nicola Ciccarelli, Paolo Nocentini, Carlo Alberto Chittolina), from classical music upbringing, shake the venue to its foundations, beating every kind of beatable instrument: bass, snare, tom, cymbals, vibraphone, xylophone, marimbas, kettledrum, tambourine, gong, even a plastic basin, building up a fascinating, polychrome, sonic landscape in which Zoe is unrolling her amazing, tangled textures. The outcome is never cacophonic or out of focus but rather lyrical and compelling, thanks to a brave, emotional and uncompromising performance, able to move the audience deeply. Such a free-ancestral voyage, starting from the mythical Atlantide/Sardinia, finds its arrival station on the Black Continent with the band leaving the stage muttering a litany called “Africa”: no better way to end a really beautiful concert.
VIJAY IYER - Piano solo (Conservatorio Giuseppe Verdi, April 25)
Piano solo is a peculiar beast, definitely not a couch pet and, to be honest, not our super favorite cup of tea but given that: 1) we have a super handy chance to see Iyer for the first time; 2) to skip such a gig could leave a bitter wave of regrets for very long time; 3) our solo records by Evans and Monk were worn out by thousands of listens, we head to the Conservatorio Hall, fuelled with confidence and hope. A magnificent grand piano placed beside the enormous, towering, ancient pipe organ, pride of the prestigious musical institution, is welcoming the people for a sold out gig. Not a typical jazz audience, we’d say, but, yes, you're right, what the hell is a “typical jazz audience”? Then Vijay enters the stage, a slight bow and takes place on the piano. Dead silence, music, applause, standing up, slight bow, dead silence, music, applause and so on, the same ritual until the very end. Hyper virtuosity, crossed-handed playing, mathematical progressions: is this jazz? Or is it classical music? Or are our skills too weak and inadequate to understand what is it? Silly questions, sure thing. The concert goes and so does the unease. Mental flashbacks bring us back Breezy screaming at the audience “have hugs, have drinks, make noise!”. Silly thoughts, sure things. Don't get us wrong: no blasphemy or disrespect towards a sheer, undisputed musical talent, just a place light years beyond our idea of jazz. And music. Simple as that.
JAN BANG SEXTET - “Alighting” (Hiroshima mon Amour, April 25)
The Norwegian musician and producer, long time collaborator of the likes of Hamid Drake, Jon Hassel and David Sylvian, founder of the Punkt Festival, is coming to town with a project specifically composed for the Festival, called “Alighting”, delivered by an ad hoc sextet of musicians, gathered on stage for the very first time. Along with the band leader (voice, live sampling), we find the astonishing turkish, Amsterdam-based Sanem Kalfa (voice, cello); the Catalan Santi Careta (acoustic and electric guitar); from Norway Mats Eilertsen (double bass) and Eivind Aarset (guitar, electronics); on drums the “Enfant du Pays”, the mighty Michele Rabbia. No boundaries, no walls, no tariffs, no gods, just a common language: the music. Bang lends the voice to almost every song and his monochromatic singing à la David Sylvian, smoothly matches the labyrinthic plots beautifully drawn by such marvellous music partners. The suffused atmospheres and the tinged, almost ambient, textures would have needed a more intimate seating theater, maybe, while the legendary Hiroshima, an all-stand-up venue with the boozer just a few meters from the stage, is better suited for Cockney Rejects or Henry Rollins than for scandinavian jazz, you bet, but everything went really well and the audience warmly appreciated.
TONONI/CAVALLANTI - “Nexus plays Dolphy” (Casa Teatro Ragazzi, April 26)
Nexus is an open project put in place in 1981 by drummer Tiziano Tononi and reedist Daniele Cavallanti that involved along the years the “Parterre des Rois” of Italian jazz scene: Enrico Rava, Gabriele Mitelli, Gianluca Trovesi; Pasquale Mirra, Silvia Bolognesi, to name a few. After around ten records of original compositions, along with tributes to Ornette Coleman, Albert Ayler, John Coltrane, Don Cherry, Roland Kirk, John Carter, John Gilmore and Charles Mingus, this time, as a new chapter of their sonic adventures, they decided to challenge one of the most vertical music walls: Eric Dolphy. The master Roberto Ottaviano (soprano sax), Alessandro Castelli (trombone), Emanuele Parrini (violin), Luca Gusella (vibraphone), Andrea Grossi (double bass) are the climbing companions of Tononi and Cavallanti, engaged in the almost impossible task of walking on thin ice, avoiding to fall down in the crevasses of pale xerox copies or disrespectful outcomes. And they win because they dare to dare: keeping the Dolphian coordinates as untouchable cardinal points, they freely float through the most impervious and tricky routes on the map. The engine runs so perfectly oiled that even the violin (despite some pretty solid counter-evidence, not a jazz device, sorry) sounds as a necessary tool. The dedication of the final song to the people of Gaza is a commendable note for this great combo. FYI, an official record of this tribute is available.
LAKECIA BENJAMIN - “Phoenix Reimagined” (Teatro Colosseo, April 28th)
If any Festival worthy of the name has (must have..) its moment of Glamour, this was Lakecia’s gig, no doubt. The White House Inauguration, Obama’s appreciation, The Late Night Shows, the covers of every music magazine from Pocatello to Timbuktu, the nearly fatal car incident, her platforms and golden lamè outfit, all helped to make mrs. Benjamin the Last Sensation in Town, or, at least, one of them. Such a freight train of hype preceding her arrival in Torino made us pretty cautious and suspicious but, as for any snobbish preconception (that was ours), we were wrong, totally wrong. Sublime class, enthusiastical verve, contagious involvement, unstoppable positive mood, make the concert a 1000 Fahrenheit degrees live experience, electrocuting the sold out venue. The musical palette is polychrome and challenging: intense solos; credible street rhymes shot like an AK 47; impeccable balance on the high tension wires of “My favorite thing”; a leader always devoted to an ongoing and generous interplay with band members. Needless to say, the level of the musicians on stage is worthy of her: Elias Bailey and Dorian Phelps are the powerhouse rhythm section, while the Corean John Chin paints on piano terrific textures à la Chick Corea. The final encore, a thermonuclear rendition of Booker T’s “Green Onions” blows off the roof, testifying that jazz is not and will never be a rhetorical, academic exercise.
DUDU’ KOUATE 4TET - (Teatro Juvarra, April 30)
From the arrival on Sicilian shores as an immigrant from Senegal to become the percussionist of the Art Ensemble Of Chicago: this simple sentence could summarize the adventurous personal and artistic life of Dudù Quate, the last musician we saw at this edition of the TJF. Kouate, coming from a griot upbringing, spent his life collecting songs, musical sketches, patterns and rituals from different African languages, then combined them with contemporary languages, thus building a bridge between tradition and innovation. Easy to say, much more difficult to realise, avoiding a watered, undrinkable “fusion”, good for a dentist’s waiting room but not for our Blog. The stage test dispels all doubts, fully accomplishing the goal through a well focused deployment of ideas onto sounds, beautifully delivered by Simon Sieger (piano, keyboards, trombone); Alan Keary (electric bass, violin) and Zeynep Ayse Hatipoglu (cello), while Dudù, beside voice, ngoni, water drum and talking drum, is committed to beating a very wide range of tribal percussions. As he explained, the 4TET offers to past and future sounds and voices the chance to be gathered together, building up a moment of unity and brotherhood, according to the African principle of Ubuntu: I am because we are. The collaboration with Moor Mother will generate a record, scheduled for the beginning of 2026, and we already tied a string around our finger.
By Nick Ostrum
Inward Traces Outer Edges is the latest release from Thanos Chrysakis and his Aural Terrains label. On it perform label stalwarts such as Jason Alder (in an odd paring of contrabass clarinet and sopranino saxophone) and Chrysakis himself (laptop and synth) in addition to the British trumpeter Charlotte Keeffe and guitarist James O’Sullivan, both of whom have been distinguishing themselves in the London and adjacent scenes over the last several years.
From the first sounds, one notices that this is different from other Chrysakis and Aural Terrains productions. It is busy, heavy on the buzzing electronics and O’Sullivan’s manipulated guitar clink. Then comes the huff and heave of Keeffe and steady bombinations of Alder, as Keeffe switches to strained fanfares over the emerging stormy front. When composed, Chrysakis’ music seems to blend sounds, evoking dark organ music, and relying on singular and overlapped droning for effect. Here, however, the quartet seems driven more by quest for different currents of energy and the potential for new sonic interactions that more open contexts such as this allow. The music smolders with the electro-acoustic intensity of an overgrown field at dusk. Nothing shouts too loud, but the sheer range of textures and timbres evokes that type of vibrant and diverse natural variation. At times, a windy and strained trumpet catches one’s ear. Then, Alder’s low tones and, on sopranino, sharp bites and jaunty (maybe even jazz) arpeggios. Then, the listener’s ear wanders to what sound like muffled voices and electric chains, synthesized drones (this is Chrysakis, after all) and glimmering plonk of the electronics and guitar.
It is strange to hear this configuration of musicians and Chrysakis, an accomplished composer, in such a setting. I have been assured there was no score or direction beyond “Don’t hesitate to linger on what is emerging,” which is such a wonderful and telling instruction. Inward Traces Outer Edges maintains some of the long-tone aesthetics and deep listening that characterize Chrysakis’ compositions. Still, I would not have placed this among his output had I not already known of his involvement. There is just too much clatter, which, in the hands of Alder, Keeffe, O’Sullivan and Chrysakis himself, is a good thing, as they do it with such intention and control, to pleasingly coarse and unconventional results.
Inward Traces Outer Edges is available as a CD directly from Aural Terrains: https://www.auralterrains.com/releases/55 .
Music can be compared to radiation - analogous to descriptions by the German writer Ernst Jünger. In his diary entries of the same name, Jünger refers to light, but his observations can also be applied to the auditory world - especially that of improvised music. The musicians capture sound that reflects on the listener. In this sense, they perform preparatory work. The abundance of sounds must first be selected and then evaluated - in other words, given the sound that corresponds to their rank according to a secret key. Sound means life, which is hidden in the tones. A flawless improvisation then has an effect beyond the pleasure it gives the listener. It would be a decision between the played and the discarded, a delicate balance that transcends to the other areas of life and society. Thus musicians would be far more important in their significance than they are generally given credit for. When they transform tones into sound, the future is seen, it is conjured up or banished in the best sense. Perhaps this gives music a little too much weight, but I thought of this analogy when I listened to Sophie Agnel’s and John Butcher’s latest album, RARE.
The very first notes of the opening piece sound like a small homage to György Ligeti’s “Atmospheres”, with their improvisational rigor on the one hand and relaxed, variable and aleatoric moments on the other. However, the two apparent extremes coincide in Agnel and Butcher’s music. The improvisation is then more a state than a contour or shape, the timbre is the decisive element, the actual carrier of the form, which - detached from the musical shapes - becomes an intrinsic value. Agnel’s notes seem to be dabbed on, Butcher’s saxophone casually hisses past them or his lines pop up only to disappear again immediately. Much could be played here, but the two decide not to. The pause is the crucial element. If RARE were an ECM recording, euphony would probably take center stage. But Angel’s and Butcher’s music is roughened, bulky and accessible at the same time, atonal but quite audible, rugged and dark, but also plainly beautiful. Both are masters of their instruments, and there are also wild passages on RARE, as well as stark contrasts such as Butcher’s birdsong in “RARE 2”, which Agnel accompanies with notes from the lower register. Pure life here: The awakening of nature in the early morning, but the dark clouds on the horizon already herald a coming storm.
The music on RARE lives from these fundamental tensions, it even thrives from them. You can lose yourself in the sounds created by two of the great improvisers of our time, let yourself fall into it, reel in it. RARE celebrates this creativity, it’s a high mass of improvisation. Agnel and Butcher manage to uncover the life (the sound) that is hidden in the notes. It’s a vision of a better future. Marvelous!
RARE is available as a download.
You can listen to some excerpts and buy it here:
This is a nice find ... music journalist Marc Masters sits down with pianist Matthew Shipp to discuss his new book, Black Mystery School Pianists and Other Writings, which came out last month from Autonomedia press. In the book, the prolific pianist offers a collection of essays, poems, tributes, and obituaries among other things.
Since this new interview is a Podcast, and this is technically the Sunday Video post, here's a video of Shipp talking about his music, with cultural journalist Carlo McCormick. This one has been around for a bit, but good ideas never get old, right?
Rapid Zen is a new free improvising trio featuring prolific Portuguese, Rotterdam-based double bass player Goncalo Almeida, Sweden-born, Barcelona-based (after 40 years in Argentina) turntablist and vocal artist Barbara Togander (known for her recorded collaborations with Argentinian sax player Camila Nebbia, and has performed with Otomo Yoshihide, Christof Kurzmann, Andrea Parkins and dieb13), and Catalan, Barcelona-based magician drummer-percussinist Vasco Trilla (who has played before with Almeida in the Low Vertigo trio with Catalan guitarist Diego Caicedo). Fried Brains is the trio's debut album, and it was recorded at Underpool Studios in Barcelona in June 2024.
Don’t hold your breath in anticipation of instant karma or rapid enlightenment, but with such resourceful and imaginative improvisers, you can enjoy a series of chaotic and colorful collages and rhythmic pulses comprised of manipulated and processed vocals, fast turntable sampling, powerful double bass playing with an array of extended bowing and percussive techniques, and unorthodox and always inventive percussive ideas. There is nothing spiritual, but the rapid flow of left-of-center ideas may recalibrate your brain’s wave frequencies to the point of frying.
Each of the nine pieces suggests a distinct, layered and nuanced sonic palette, with endless references, from the frenetic, pixie-like vocals (“Catalyzing Zen”); through the inquisitive and hypnotic spoken-word art of Laurie Anderson (“Clockwork Predictability”); ornamenting solo arco double bass playing with concise alien comments (“Nine Pimientos”); evoking a mysterious, film-noir image (“Super Perfume”); creating enigmatic and minimalist radio and sound art (“Constantinopla”); the nervous choir of manipulated chants and fragmented pulse wishing their brain will be fried (on the title piece); twisted, spiraling church-bells sounds (“No One’s Home”); to the last, subversive but surprising lyrical experiment to modulate the listener’s heart rate to Rapid Zen’s disorienting frequencies (“Hearts Modulation”). There are tons of imaginative sonic ideas to process before attaining a Zen satori.
See more here: https://youtu.be/P6Qe3s32Z-U?si=jfPL-HVXJwBgpKMG
By Nick Ostrum
One might say Krautrock, as variegated as it was, was an attempt to remake something German in an environment wherein the immediate past, and even the idea of the Volk, was severely tainted. In that sense, it was a type of reinvention of tradition out of the scraps left by the collapse of the Nazi regime and driven by a hopeful futurist orientation. By the time the industrial wave of Krautrocker experimentalists was coming into its own in the early 1980s, this optimism had collapsed, but that pursuit of making music out of one’s environment that reflected those same environments remained.
Staraya Derevnya, whose Garden Window Escape drops May 2 (today!), describe their music as “Krautfolk,” and, with the understanding of folk outlined above, I hear it. This sounds like an attempt to take the clamorous chthonic-space warp tradition now associated with the heavier reaches of German movement and refract it through various electronics to create something that reflects our fracturing contemporary moment. It is an attempt to convey stories and impressions of life non-linearly, and the distortions and strangeness help only help those sentiments land. Still, I am not sure what to call this. Kosmische Musik 3.0, or whichever version we are running now? Post-industrial Krautrock, redesigned and reinvigorated, with greater attention to computer electronics and EAI techniques that have developed over the last half-century? Is Krautfolk really enough? Then again, such a fixation on previous styles is problematic, as it limits the creative impetus behind the work. And this album, Garden Window Escape, is intensely creative and, in that, deeply effective. When I first inserted this into my car CD player, it moved me in a way few albums do these days. My heart started pounding.
Staraya Derevnya is the transnational ensemble of leader Gosha Hniu (cries and whispers, wheel lyre, marching band kazoo, percussion and objects), Maya Pik (synthesizer, flute, drum machine), Ran Nahmias (silent cello, santur, oud), Grundik Kasyansky (feedback synthesizer), Miguel Pérez (guitars), Yoni Silver (bass clarinet), and Andrea Serafino (drums). Its members are strewn across the UK, Mexico, Bulgaria, and Israel, which makes it all the more remarkable that they have been a band since 1994.
The soundworld Staraya Derevnya creates is dark, marauding, and disorienting, often tattered but with an underlying warmth. It is atavistic and ritualistic, complete with perplexing chants and whispers, repeated and incrementally broken from words into cryptic syllabic fragments. (Hniu starts a mix of his Russian [he is originally from Ukraine] and invented words, and trudges along, sound by sound, from there.) Simple melodies loop and layer on crackling backgrounds on haunted long tones. The band also deploys the driving industrial thrum and thud that underlies dancehall music, almost in the way the Kenyan duo Duma does, to great effect. Rather than veering so far into harsh noise, however, Staraya Derevnya deploy a rough psychedelia, patchwork sound snippets, heavy synth, gravelly frictions, and various vocal oddities, shrieks, and oddly juxtaposed acoustic instruments – various strings, bass clarinet, flute, unnamed percussion. There is just so much going on here. It sends the mind in spirals.
Garden Window Escape is arresting, if nothing else. It has been on constant rotation since it arrived in the mail. It has also sent me scrambling to revisit my old Einstürzende Neubauten and Sprung aus den Wolken albums. It fits among them because it sounds rooted, but also fresh and jarring. And this is just the kind of thing I need right now. It wrestles with a precarious present by drawing continuities with an uncertain past, while carving out its own space. In that act, Staraya Derevnya construct something new out the wreckage.
One of my favorites of the year.
Garden Window Escape will be available as a download and LP from
Bandcamp:
Video: Staraya Derevnya - What I keep in my closet
Recorded live at London's Cafe OTO over two nights in February 2023, The Quartet presents the great Peter Brötzmann's final concerts. The concerts reunited Brötzmann with one of his iconic groups, a quartet with bassist John Edwards, drummer Steve Noble, and vibraphonist Jason Adasiewicz. Cafe OTO's house record label was launched with a debut recording of Brötzmann, Edwards, and Noble, a searing blast of delight titled the worse the better. The follow-up, Mental Shake, introduced Adasiewicz to the group, expanding of course the size and sound of the quartet, also reshaping it as a unit with four equal sides. That recording was made in 2013, released in 2014, and ten years later, the new one shows the quartet continued to grow as a powerful, dynamic, and passionate improvising group.
In four tracks representing early and late sets by night, Brötzmann, Edwards, Noble, and Adasiewicz perform more like an organism in fluxing evolution than something nearing the unexpected end of its time. Edwards and Noble, in particular, are two of the most creative players in the area of free jazz, layering in polyrhythms and countering melodic gestures with unexpected rhythmic pivots. Brötzmann organized a number of iconic trios, it’s the addition of Adasiewicz that gives this quartet its unique position in his tremendous discography. One of the notable aspects of Brötzmann that’s always worth revisiting is how, unlike other “lead” saxophonists, his trios and quartets were egalitarian, a representative characteristic of European free jazz. Throughout all four sets, there’s never a sense that it’s Brötzmann and his backing band—you could list any of the four players as a “lead,” without changing a note, and the feeling would be the same.
Remarkably, for players associated so closely with words like raw, blast, and power, The Quartet (and, naturally, the quartet itself) demonstrates how sensitive and connected the music is; despite common misconceptions of Brötzmann as an overblowing machine, he was an inventive player who approached improvising with intention and clarity. “Part 2” opens with a fantastic Rollins-inspired swinging melody, which, owing to Edwards and Noble’s inventiveness, lingers in an extended meditative state before switching gears. Later, “Part 3” begins on an improvisatory invocation, featuring Adasiewicz in gorgeous form. Each set finds the quartet anew, pushing its own boundaries, serious and playful, and inarguably transcendent.
By Nick Ostrum
Ode To BC/LY... And Eye Know BO.... da Prezis the first release from Booker T and the Plasmic Bleeds. Actually, it is one of just a handful from leader Booker T. Williams, mostly on Silkheart and Cadence Jazz from the late 1980s and a few limited release sideman efforts from the 1990s. And now, after years of performing on and off, teaching, digital painting (his artwork graces the cover), and who knows what else, in his mid-70s, he decides to release just his second disc as leader? That takes some real plasmic nerve, and a huge amount of resilience, as well.
The result is extraordinary, both in light of Williams’ relative obscurity and regardless of it. The Plasmic Bleeds add much to this. Many of them have appeared on Mahakala releases before, some for many recordings: Christopher Parker (piano, and convener of the ensemble), Chad Fowler (stritch), Chad Anderson (drums), Marc Franklin (trumpet), Christopher Parker (piano), Kelley Hurt (vocals). In addition, the Bleeds include Luke Stewart, who is fast becoming the go-to bassist of his generation, and guest saxophonist Gary Hammon. Hammon seems kindred to Williams. He has played widely, but mostly underground, and recorded only sparingly. He is a hell of an addition, too.
The album begins with a snippet from an interview with Booker T that presents the idea, “The more imperfect the better.” I do not hear much imperfection, or obvious mistakes or mismatches on this. However, the idea is sound. Experimentation produces mistakes as well as successes, and those imperfections – the deviations from any collectively agreed intended outcome – can make the moments of bliss.
Along those lines, this is jubilant and open music, with composed themes and frameworks but big spaces for improvisation beyond predetermined scales or charts, and generally with an underlining pulse of funk, soul, and New Orleans, or at least southern, boil. The music is tight and can be tender, as on Are You For Me, a sad ballad on which Hurt, who otherwise contributes wordless, almost atavistic ululations (for instance, Mama Cries), shows off her sweltery side and Parker centers his intricate, disorienting cascades. However, what first really caught my ear was a stretch on the third selection, Simontov, wherein one of the reedists soars into territory the flutters between Charles Gayle’s rapidity and Arthur Doyle’s tortuous, broken-reed screech. This was one of those moments of unanticipated (for the me, at least) ecstasy, especially in the contrast to splayed free grooves the rest of the band was laying. Last of the Tribesman, a Hammon composition, is another standout, as it is a funkified free bop scorcher, and features Franklin as well as the reedsmen unleashing a range of techniques and fanfares. The final cut, Stay Alert, goes even further into spirited stretches of free jazz a la Ornette Coleman’s grand double quartet experiment.
A few of the shorter themes, or rather one that is reprised three times, Ode To BC/LY... And Eye Know BO.... da Prez, reference Bill Clinton and Barack Obama of the good old days. Stay Alert, as the Bandcamp notes state, speaks to awareness, though as this was recorded in 2022, I hesitate to pull this too far into our current recidivist moment. The message is opaque, lying somewhere between wistful, ominous, and determined. The music, however, is tight, wild, and some of the best soulful free jazz – to break a tabu (see the Mahakala Music introductory video here ) – I have heard in a long time. And, it begs the question why Booker T and Hammond, in particular, have recorded so little, when this is what they can do.
Ode To BC/LY... And Eye Know BO.... da Prez is available as a CD
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The tour opened in Skopje. Ken Vandermark, Paal Nilsen-Love, and the Macedonian band Svetlost took the stage for the night of their Balkan journey. The audience in Skopje was visibly excited, many in the crowd were already familiar with improvisational music, and even before the concert began, the anticipation could be felt. The spring air could be felt too – there was a warmth and openness around the venue, matching the mood and excitement.
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Paal Nilsen-Love. Photo by Dime Danov |
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Kristijan Novkovski. Photo by Dime Danov |
Once the musicians took the stage, Ken introduced the set. The tracks were his compositions – very new ones. Joined by the trio Svetlost, which is already pretty well-known to the Macedonian audience, together with Paal Nilsen-Love, they brought Ken’s compositions to life in a very specific, unique and striking way.
The first track began immediately, all instruments coming in at once – no slow build, just full force. The second part of the composition followed with Ken and Ninoslav both playing the clarinet, while Deni held the bass line steady in the background. The drums often alternated in a broken, syncopated rhythm, trading phrases and textures. Two drummers in a live setting always brings an extra layer of energy – it’s endlessly fun to listen to.
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Ninoslav Spirovski and Ken Vandermark. Photo by Dime Danov |
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Deni Omeragić. Photo by Dime Danov |
And luckily for us, they recorded an album featuring these compositions, so soon we’ll all be able to hear this unique combination from artists from different corners of the world.
Winner of the Free Jazz Blog Album of the Year 2024, it's ØKSE, the international collaboration of New York based drummer Savannah Harris, Danish
saxophonist Mette Rasmussen, Haitian electronic musician Val Jeanty and
Swedish bassist Petter Eldh (who is also on synths and
sampler). Eyal Hareuveni scoured this one from the internet -- their scorching performance at Jazzwerkstatt Peitz in 2024. Squint hard enough and you may see me in the blurred audience. - Paul Acquaro
Pierre Borel, saxophonist and improviser, one of the founders of Umlaut, has decided to endure the difficulty of being a one man orchestra. Here, on Katapult, he takes the physical fatigue of playing live music to reach its limits, by adding percussion to his playing of the saxophone. In addition to all this, his attitude towards the sax, in all of the four tracks that make the bulk of Katapult, is like it is a percussion instrument.
Reading the above lines someone could easily think that this is an album that totally relates and is based on rhythmic analogies. The answer is definitely negative. The whole catalogue of Umlaut records (really worth exploring) is full of recordings that take serious risks in undermining what should, or could, be, on a first level, heard by the listener.
All percussion sounds are made by Borel. Using his mouth and one of his hands as the mediums that create sounds from the wind instrument, all the rest of his limbs struggle to be heard while playing in rhythmic, or even arrhythmic, modes. He moves freely from more complicated textures to easily grasped, by the listener, rhythms, while the saxophone remains the core of his sound palette. It’s like he is reversing the role of the respected instruments: the sax keeps the main “rhythm” (or, maybe, the core idea) of the tracks, while percussion sounds are improvised freely as each track progresses. All this sounds and feels tiring. During listening I felt Borel’s struggle to be heard, an analogy that connects all improvisers in their battle to be visible in the music world and not being marginalized as weird, different or whatever else.
The connections with the minimalism of the avant garde are sonically evident throughout Katapult. At the same time the complexities of drumming (and utilizing also the saxophone as a percussion instrument) are made even more complex. Katapult, which will be out on vinyl, resonates as a modern Janus, engulfing a duality in creating sounds that comes from the limbs of only one musician…
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Hamid Drake at Sant'Anna Arresi 2020. Photo by Petra Cvelbar |
Hamid Drake, who turns 70 on August 3, remains one of the busiest drummers on the improvised / free jazz scene, ever on the road and with album credits in excess of 500. Born in Louisiana and raised in Chicago, he has played with everyone from Akira Sakata to Thurston Moore, and recently payed tribute to trumpeter Don Cherry*, whom he encountered and lived with early on in his itinerary. Drake also put up a band together in celebration of Alice Coltrane, another major influence. The master percussionist has forged a unique path, with a deeply spiritual approach. His style is informed not only by US and European jazz but also by traditions from Africa, India, Persia and more. Hamid Drake can provide a monster groove, play abstract or meditative and still sound like himself.
Your first credited recording – as Hank Drake – is with the Fred Anderson Quintet, “Another Place” in 1978.
Hamid Drake – Yes, it was at the Moers Music festival, and the group also had George Lewis on trombone. I later changed my name to Hamid, for religious reasons. I grew up around Fred Anderson and his three sons, Kevin, Eugene and Michael. I would see Fred play his saxophone when I was very young.
Can you describe your first encounters with music and the years prior to becoming a professional musician?
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Foday Musa Suso, Joe Thomas, Adam Rudolph and Hamid Drake, 1977 |
When did you first come to Europe?
That was with Fred Anderson at the Moers Festival where that first album was recorded. The second time was with [percussionist] Adam Rudolph. We moved to Sweden to live with Don Cherry. Don had come to Chicago to be on one of the first records I did, with Mandingo Griot Society [Flying Fish, 1978]. Adam had brought Don to Chicago to do the recording with us. After that, Don invited me and my family and Adam Rudolph to Sweden to stay with him and his family which was Moki Cherry, Neneh Cherry and Eagle-Eye Cherry. They had a place in the countryside in the SkÃ¥ne region, an old schoolhouse that they converted into their home. A few months after he guested on our record, he just invited us. I borrowed some money from my mother for the plane tickets on Icelandic Air. It was a one-way ticket because we didn't know when we would return. We stayed there for about five months. It was an extraordinary experience, being with Don every day and with Moki, who’s a very important figure also. We were very young. Neneh was maybe 15 or 16 at the time and Eagle-Eye probably 12 years old.
In January 2025, you opened the Sons d’Hiver festival with a tribute to Don Cherry, bringing things full circle.
Yes. “Mu” First part and Second part [BYG-Actuel] are very important recordings for me. I used to have those LPs as part of my record collection. Those recordings are monumental because I was very much into Ed Blackwell. Fred Anderson was the one who turned me on to Blackwell. I liked how Ed combined the African rhythms with his approach to swing and jazz, his polyrhythms and how he used the cowbell. When he would take solos, he would incorporate the cowbell into his technique. I was also into Max Roach, Art Taylor and Elvin Jones, and a lot of funk, R&B and rock drummers too. But for the jazz world, I would say Ed Blackwell was my greatest influence. The Don Cherry tribute in Paris was with Moor Mother, the poet from the United States who's a member of Irreversible Entanglements, and my friend and associate Pasquale Mirra with whom we have a new duo album out [on the Italian label Parco della Musica] . Don is now one of the ancestors. We chose to pay tribute to him because of his music and because he's one of the people who can inspire and help us even though he's not in the physical life anymore. Spiritually he's still very much alive and active.
Speaking of spirituality, the album you made with Adam Rudolph and Pharoah Sanders is called “Spirits” [Meta, 2000].
I’m surprised that you know about that recording! That's from Montreal, and the three of us, Adam, Pharoah and myself, put the recording out ourselves. We each contributed a certain amount of money to have it done. When Pharoah listened to the recording of the concert, he wanted to release it. It features some of his best playing in my opinion. He plays continuously on it. The years I toured with Pharoah were a great learning experience. He was a gracious person and musician. I first met him through Bill Laswell, when Bill called me in to do the Pharoah album “Message from Home” in the mid-90s. When we did that record, Pharoah was easygoing, we immediately hit it off. I owe that to Bill, who brought us together.Herbie Hancock guested on Mandingo’s 1984 album “Watto Sitta” and the next year you were on Hancock’s electro-global record “Sound System”.
Those things came about because Herbie and Suso had been doing duet concerts, piano and kora. That was all through Laswell because of his connection with Herbie Hancock. I have a story about Bill. We were in a taxi coming back from the studio or eating something, and Bill had this big shoulder bag on him and said, “man, you won't believe what I have here in this bag” – and he had the two-inch reels of Miles Davis’ music that he was getting ready to remix. It was like gold and platinum in his shoulder bag. I like the remixes he has done, Miles, Bob Marley and Alice Coltrane’s album with Santana. Bill fueled my further esteem of Alice Coltrane, because there were books she had written that I wasn't familiar with, and Bill gave me the complete collection. We were in the studio and he said “hey Hamid, I want you to have these” . It's a several volumes set of her writings. It's about her experiences through meditation, her teachings and everything. Alice had personally given these books to Bill.
You have worked with Bill Laswell a lot, live and in the studio.
The list of recordings and concerts that I've been involved with Bill is very long, I only realized that recently. A lot of those things escape you. You're doing things and then only later realize the extent of it. Laswell would call me and bring me from Chicago to New York to go into the studio, just Bill, myself and keyboard player Bernie Worrell from Parliament-Funkadelic, we would record a lot of rhythm tracks, make up all these grooves and Bill would use them on different recordings. He is very much like an alchemist.
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Aiyb Dieng, Bill Laswell, Hamid Drake in 2000. Photo by Ziga Koritnik. |
My relationship with Adam goes back a long way. We met when we were 14 or 15 years old in a place called Frank's Drum Shop in Chicago. Adam was playing congas, and convinced me to buy a conga. I started studying congas with the teacher that he was studying with. We were playing with a lot of different musicians in and around Chicago and particularly with Fred Anderson. After he graduated from college he went to Ghana to study drumming with the Ewe people and there he met Foday Musa Suso, the kora player from Gambia, who was part of a project at the University of Accra. They were bringing young griots from different parts of Africa to teach. Suso wanted to come to the United States, so they decided to go back to Chicago and form a group together, playing traditional Mandingo music that would include rhythms and grooves from the United States and the Caribbean. On September 7th, 1977, Suso and Adam arrived in Chicago. I remember the date somehow because I met Suso the day after they arrived. Adam and I had been writing to each other all the time, me being in Chicago, him in Ghana. That's when people were writing letters. We started Mandingo Griot Society. We began looking for a bass player and quickly found the one we wanted to be in the group, Joe Thomas. The relationship with Adam is one of my most important ones, it’s music and also discovery of books, friendship, tai-chi, all sorts of things. Our families knew each other, I knew his mom and dad and brothers, he knew my mother. I’ve learned a lot from him. He's a great composer and musician, teacher and writer too – not only music but of literature. He’s also a great organizer who brings musicians together to create and fulfill his vision.
How did you start playing the frame drum?
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Did you spend time in Africa and study music there?
Sure, I went to Africa several times. I didn’t study with teachers per se, except for a few djembe players. I did study congas, that was more from the Afro-Cuban tradition. Adam Rudolph was always studying different drumming traditions, and we would listen to records of music from Africa and so forth. Just by listening and experimenting, that approach kind of came into my style of playing. I was around a lot of djembe players in Chicago because there was a lot of music there: African dance ensembles, most particularly one called Muntu. They were all African-Americans, and the drummers had studied djembe with master Ladji Camara from Senegal. I would listen to them a lot and listen to the phrasing. My style developed from that. I studied Indian tablas, that later contributed to my approach of rhythmic style and definition. The rhythm also comes from India.
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Alexander Hawkins & Hamid Drake. Photo by Petra Cvelbar. |
In 2022, you started a band to tour with in homage to Alice Coltrane.
I had long wanted to honor Alice Coltrane, Turiya. It was put together by Ludmilla Faccenda [Drake’s manager] and myself and we wanted to do it in a unique sort of way, not play the compositions as she played them on her records. We wanted to expand on her art and message. That's why we included dance and spoken word, with Ndoho Ange from Paris and originally from Guadeloupe, and Jan Bang, the electronic musician from Norway, Pasquale Mirra on vibraphone and Jamie Saft on piano, organ and Fender Rhodes. The first incarnation had Joshua Abrams on bass and Thomas de Pourquery on sax and vocals. We wanted to dig deep into the spirit of Alice Coltrane. We did some of her compositions in our own improvisational way. I don't know if I've ever mentioned this to Pasquale, but some of Alice Coltrane's early recordings are with a vibraphone player. We wanted to tap into what Turiya itself deals with, the Sanskrit word which represents the fourth dimension of consciousness. Having met her a few times, her spirit and vibration and musical outlook had a big impact on me, I liked her whole philosophy. There's a very good biography about her called “Translinear light”.
Will there be a recording of that project?
It's difficult to organize because there’s quite a few people involved. Ludmilla has done almost a miracle, just the number of concerts that we have done, bringing that many people on stage, some of them from the United States. It's a big expense moving around about seven people. We'll see what happens in the future. Turiya hasn't been put to sleep yet!
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Michel Portal, Hamid Drake and Jim Black. Toulouse, 2012. Photo by Emmanuel Deckert |
Totally seldom spoken of! I find them incredible. There's a segment on “Cosmic Music”, where Jan recorded the first vocal portion of John Coltrane reciting, «May there be peace and love and perfection throughout all creation, O God” . And then we felt it was really important that Jamie do his own rendition of the composition “The Sun”. The album “Cosmic Music”, was very influential for me, especially that piece, “The Sun”, because it featured Alice Coltrane in a whole other way. She's playing totally solo, but John Coltrane starts it off with this invocation. And Alice comes in with the solo playing. It's a beautiful composition. The way that Jamie handles that composition is profound and shows his extreme understanding of not only jazz but also Western classical music. Ludmilla was the one who coined the project “Honoring Alice Coltrane”. Something of the people you honor has come inside of you, and you want to express your gratitude. Before the Turiya tribute, there was Indigenous Mind, a trio with Josh Abrams on bass and Jason Adasiewicz on vibraphone. We did a few Alice Coltrane songs as a trio.
Another pianist you played with was Irène Schweizer. You took part in the series of duos with drummers that she did.
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Irene Schweizer and Hamid Drake in Nickelsdorf 2019. Photo by Petra Cvelbar |
Yes, I feel very honored by that. A few months ago, there was a tribute to Irène Schweizer in Zürich. I was invited along with some of the other drummers that she had recorded with. She was a drummer who moved to piano. You can really hear that in her playing. We played together a few times and one of the most memorable is probably the trio we had with Fred Anderson. I think it was at Willisau, and it got released. The last concert in Nickelsdorf was also really special. I spoke with her partner and she communicated to me how special that concert in Nickelsdorf was for Irène. She was starting to decline a little bit then, but once she got on stage she was fantastic. I'm very happy that it was released. The first time we met, she was one of the organizers of the Taktlos festival in Switzerland.
But I
have to say, a lot of the European musicians that I was able to meet and
eventually play with, came through Peter Brötzmann. He's the one who
introduced me to a lot of them. I was playing around Europe with him,
William Parker and Kondo and then in a trio with William and in other
settings, the Chicago Tentet and so on. Through Peter I had the opportunity
to meet a lot of the European improvisers. There was a German festival
which name slips my mind now, that Jost Gebers used to do, where Peter and
I played almost every year. Our relationship started in late 1987, early
‘88. “The Dried Rat-Dog” recording happened after he had already been
coming to Chicago for a couple of years. We were doing duet concerts. Bill
Laswell and Peter were very close too. They did a lot of things together
and had that group Last Exit with Sonny Sharrock and Ronald Shannon Jackson
which I got to see once in Chicago.
You're an associate of some of the hardest blowing musicians, but the way you play has a warmth and benevolence to it.
In a way, that's true. Brötzmann, when we first played together, allowed me to play a lot of different ways, not just hard and strong. For me, that approach wouldn't have taken the music to other dimensions. The way he played was so open, he allowed me to bring the things that I had studied into the situation. Instead of me just playing free all the time, I could do grooves, I could swing, play reggae, play open, do many different things. And that also gave another bent to his playing because he had maybe a wider palette to work with. He was throwing a lot of different things my way. I could have played just hard all the time, but that's not what moved me. When you play with Peter and you really listen to him, there's a lot of subtlety to his playing. Sometimes when you first listen you think it's just really hard playing but no, there's a lot of subtlety there. Peter loved ballads and standards and he found a way to incorporate that into his approach and the results are beautiful and mysterious. He did it in a way that only he could have done. A lot of saxophonists are trying to sound like him but they don't feel like him and they don't think like him. Peter was a big thinker and he had very deep emotions. And he was just trying to be himself.The “Soldier of the Road” documentary about Brötzmann explains that a lot of what he projects in his playing comes from being German and the whole history and trauma comes through.
He would talk about that a lot. Him and Peter Kowald, they were similar in that way. The last time that Brötzmann went to Israel and played at Assif Tsahar’s venue, he gave a talk after the concert, like a huge apology to the people there about what happened with the Holocaust. I think that's a difficult thing to do. His father, as you probably know, was conscripted into the German army during World War II, kind of forced to be a member of the Nazi army, and was captured by the Russians and put in a prisoner of war camp. When he came back home from the war, it was very difficult. Peter told stories about him and his mother having to walk a long distance in cold weather just to get bread and a couple pieces of slabs of bacon to eat.
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Ken Vandermark, Chad Taylor, Hamid Drake, Peter Brötzmann. Cankarjev Dom, Slovenia 2013. Photo by Petra Cvelbar |
Yeah, live in Berlin with Majid Bekkas. Mokhtar Ghania couldn't make it so we asked Majid. We did another one with Mokhtar before, and with Mahmoud also, Mokhtar's brother. Peter loved Gnawa music, he loved the guembri. We toured Morocco with Majid. For the most part the response from the audience was very good. Some of the Moroccans didn't quite understand where Peter was coming from but they appreciated him and his artistry and his attempt to do something with a sound they were more familiar with.
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Jazzfest Berlin 2022. Photo by Dawid Laskowski |
You were the first artist to release an album on French label RogueArt, and are featured on 15 of their releases. The three Bindu albums have you as the leader. You’re heard with a wide variety of musicians on the label, from Nicole Mitchell to Steve Swell.
The first record is called “Bindu”, it's compositions that the musicians could freely improvise with, we had some established introductions but then we would develop from there. Another one was “Reggaeology” [after “Blissful” that came out in 2008 and was the second of three Bindu albums] which was jazz reggae, or reggae as played by jazzmen. I used to be in a group in Chicago called Third Eye, another one called Birds of a Feather, and they were both jazz reggae groups.
You are a regular presence at the Sons d’Hiver festival, with 32 sets since 2002. Each time with a different band or project, from the Pyramid Trio to Material, Indigo Trio, Kidd Jordan, Ernest Dawkins, Michel Portal and so on.
I had no idea there had been so many. Each concert was different and each was important. Playing with Michel Portal was amazing. The duet was one of Ludmilla's illuminations. Portal is unique and I’m grateful that happened. He's a genius in his own way, an ustad [master] . He moves through many different worlds, performing classical music, being on the improvised music scene, the straight-ahead jazz world, folk music too. In addition to saxophone and clarinet, he's a bandoneon player. He's from the Basque region and there's a lot from that tradition that he brings into his music.
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William Parker and Hamid Drake. Vision Festival 2013. Photo by Petra Cvelbar. |
Eve Risser is an extraordinary musician. That big group she has with musicians from Africa is fantastic. She has a couple different versions of it [Red Desert Orchestra & Kogoba Basigui]. The percussionists, except for the drummer, are all women. The djembe player, the balafon player, all women. She chose the right pool together. I participated in a version of that group years ago, but not in the current one. I love the trio she has with drummer Edward Perraud who was in Thomas de Pourquery’s Supersonic.
What project would you like to set up if you had an unlimited budget and all the people you wanted?
Oh, wow [laughs, and pauses to think]! I would like to find a way to musically bring together all of these mystical traditions: Sufism, Tibetan Buddhism, mystical Christianity, mystical Judaism, shamanic… These ancient traditions that people have, and do a unified musical form with all of them, where they could blend together but also represent their own thing. There are people who practice several different mystical traditions and they hold multiple citizenships in those various sacred traditions. I’d like to do something like that with music, and that would have to also include dance and visual arts and spoken word.
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Skopje Jazz Festival 2022. Photo by Petra Cvelbar |
One of our biggest senses is visual, right? My music teacher Eric Evans taught me about the principles of the arts, showed me that the same principles govern all artforms, whether it’s music, painting, poetry. There's depth, space, color, negative and positive space. Eric taught music through the medium of visual arts, by demonstrating those principles on the visual palette and then relating it to music and sound. To me all the arts are related, they're just different modalities of the one creative expression. A lot of musicians speak about synesthesia, the ability to see the sounds as shapes and colors. William Parker speaks about that in relationship with what might relate to the four strings on the acoustic bass, for instance. Max Roach talked about that in his relationship to sound on the drums, and I’m sure a lot of musicians see and feel that way. I would assume that even people who are blind, they might experience colors with their inner vision. It's difficult for us to imagine. All the arts are reflective of each other, they all have a part of the other arts in their thing – dancers experience rhythm, sound, colors too, space division just like we have in the visual arts, music and writing. I don't think about those things consciously when I'm playing, it just comes intuitively. Thinking about them consciously would get in the way of the natural creative process. But those things are always bouncing in front of me somehow. I'm not trying to determine whether this should be here, that should be there. That goes into the thought creation part of the music, but during the actual playing those things come naturally on their own.
How about the Heart Trio [Aum Fidelity, 2024]?
William Parker introduced me to Cooper-Moore. And of course, it was Peter Brötzmann who brought William and I together. William and I knew about each other before meeting, but had never met or played together. When Peter wanted to form Die like a Dog he brought William and I together with Toshinori Kondo on trumpet. That's when my relationship with William started and it continued from there. William introduced me to a lot of the New York musicians on the particular scene that he was involved in. Cooper-Moore was one of those people. He's an incredible guy, instrument maker, piano player, historian, storyteller, the whole gamut, he's got it. We had quartets and trios together. He’s a scholar on the banjo and other folk instruments from the Southern part of the United States, which also have origins in Africa. Last quartet tour we did was William, Cooper-Moore, James Brandon Lewis and myself. Cooper-Moore and William are kind of responsible for guiding James Brandon Lewis into the music. The Heart Trio is special because we're playing all kinds of acoustic instruments. I play some drum set and frame drum. William is playing the guembri and reeds, and Cooper-Moore is playing his own self-created banjo, harp and so forth. It is different from In Order to Survive, another group the three of us play in together. In the Heart Trio Cooper-Moore is not playing any piano. Same guy, completely different music.
How did the album with Jamie Saft around the music of Thelonious Monk happen?
With bass player Brad Jones, we had played together in Jamie Saft’ New Zion Trio, and both were also part of the tribute to Alice Coltrane. I met Jamie when I was working with Bill Laswell and Jamie was working with John Zorn. Laswell and Zorn have a long relationship – they're like two opponents in a way but always come back together. I played in PainKiller with Mike Patton, Bill and Zorn for a minute. I had known Zorn for a few years before playing with him. Jamie had a very thorough relationship with Zorn. I think it's been some time since they've done something together, but they used to be like brothers from another mother, always together doing stuff. Jamie probably helped to develop Zorn's music to some extent and Zorn helped to develop Jamie's music. The Monk album was Jamie's idea. He wanted to do a tribute to Monk as a trio. And he wanted to do it without saxophone because he felt that could give it more openness and brevity. We're playing the tunes but it's Jamie's arrangement of the tunes and there's a very open dimension to how we approach the music. We went to a very good studio in Milano and the engineer really took his time the way he set up every microphone and everything. We would do several takes and listen back. He had a real precision to how he recorded it.You swing pretty hard on it.
My foundation is in more straight-ahead music and it was later that I moved into the more free-flowing stuff. But on this recording, you don't just keep the beat, you're always pushing the music forward. A lot of the jazz drummers I admire, that's what they did too. They would keep time, of course, they believed in supporting the music but they also had the melodic approach, and the way they supported the music was by being true to themselves. They were playing in a melodic way when supporting the other musicians. Roy Haynes was great at that, Art Taylor and Max Roach as well but Max had a different approach because of his position as a leader. Elvin Jones was always doing that as well. When you listen to them, you see how perhaps they're the ones that are really in control of the music. It's like the drums are singing. You can just focus on them and listen to what they do. There are a few records with Fred Anderson. One is called “The Milwaukee Tapes”. That's a very early recording, I think the second one I did with Fred. Me and the bass player are playing pretty much straight-ahead... There's another recording with Harrison Bankhead on bass and Jim Baker, a pianist from Chicago, “Birdhouse”. We're taking Fred's tunes and playing them in a straight-ahead way, very strong swinging. But Pharoah Sanders, his music was swinging, you know. The years that I played with David Murray involved a lot of swinging and funk. Those were the things I was doing before I entered the so-called improvised music world. I say so-called because most musicians improvise in their own way.
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Moor Mother and Hamid Drake. Sons D'Hivers 2025. Photo © m.rodrigues |
Sure. You follow that. But people always gave me the freedom to do my own personal interpretation.
When playing, you seem to be entering a state of trance, closing your eyes and connecting to the pulse or heart of the music. Can you make that work with something that is pre-planned?
The intention is always the same, that is to try and serve the music to the best of my ability. There's not much difference whether it’s scripted or improvised. In whatever situation, you still have to be yourself. And if you're doing something that's scripted, even though you might think there's no room for you to add your own thing, you can't help but putting your spin on it, maybe only just little things here and there – always in service of the music.
Among your latest recordings we also find “Cosmic Waves” on the No Business label.
It's with Albert Beger, Ziv Taubenfeld and Shay Hazan. I’ve had an extensive relationship with Albert, met him through Assif Tsahar. The first recording I did with Albert was with William Parker. Ziv is originally from Israel but lives in Portugal. Bass player Shay was living in Amsterdam but had moved back to Israel. For a long time, Albert had wanted to bring the four of us together and do something. Albert knew that we were all going to be in Israel at that particular time so he brought us together and we did the recording, and also a concert at Assif Tsahar's venue. There should be another record coming out soon.* at the Sons d’Hiver festival near Paris, with Moor Mother, Pasquale Mirra and Cosmic Ear.
Latest albums
Hamid Drake on RogueArt
https://roguart.com/artist/hamid-drake/1
Hamid Drake on Aum Fidelity
https://aumfidelity.com/collections/hamid-drake
Live
10 May
Luis Vicente & Hamid Drake
Amadora Jazz, Portugal
21 May
William Parker Circular Pyramid feat. Hamid Drake & Ava Mendoza with
Celeste Dalla Porta “In the name of Rosa Parks”
Vicenza Jazz, Italy
22 May
William Parker Circular Pyramid feat. Hamid Drake & Ava Mendoza
Bologna, Italy
23 May
William Parker Circular Pyramid feat. Hamid Drake & Ava Mendoza
Jazz Cerkno, Slovenia
4 June
Indigenous Mind (Hamid Drake, Daniel Carter, Cooper-Moore, Alfredo Colón,
Melanie Dyer, William Parker)
Vision Festival, New York, USA
7 June
Healing Message from Time & Space (William Parker, Hamid Drake,
Selendis, Aakash Mittal, Sula Spirit, Mixashawn, Frank London)
Vision Festival, New York, USA
13 June
Michiyo Yagi and Hamid Drake Duo with Wacław Zimpel
Jazztopad @ Lincoln Center
, New York, USA
21 June
Percfestival, Laigueglia, Italy
29 June
Hamid Drake “Turiya: Honoring Alice Coltrane” with special guest James
Brandon Lewis
“The night of the spiritual jazz”, Ravenna, Italy
6 July
Ava Mendoza/Brad Jones/Hamid Drake
Galeria Zé dos Bois, Lisbon, Portugal
1 August
Heart Trio
Jazz em Agosto, Lisbon, Portugal
14 August
Andreas Røysum/Joshua Abrams/Hamid Drake
Oslo Jazz Festival, Norway
17 August
Duet with Pasquale Mirra
Musica sulle bocche, Jazz in Sardegna, Italy
3 October
Duet with Shabaka Hutchings
Riga, Latvia
1 November
With Kalle Kallima
Tampere Jazz Happening, Finland
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