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Wheatley has been active in Tennota, a band that explores the boundaries and possibilities of old and new forms, of acoustic and electronic music, of physical and digital sounds, and with which Swiss trumpeter Silvan Schmid also at some time participated in. Schmid only has three albums released so far, including this one, so his name did not immediately ring a bell, but he was the curator of the Taktlos Festival last year.
As can be expected, this is in-the-moment music, at any time full of future possibilities, full of intensity, openness and unexpected next moves, like chess-players who decided to smartly engage for the fun of moving without any ambition to win. Schmid has a natural deep and warm tone in his playing, relatively accessible in his phrasing (relatively!), and Prévost at all times colours the total sound by incredible sophisticated drumming. Wheatley is often the one holding the sound together with his deep bowed bass sounds. The title tracks of the three pieces are almost programmatic: "Clearing The Detritus Of Time", "The Parsing Of Sounds" and "Remembering To Forget". Creativity requires a freshness that cannot be burdened by concepts of the past. Every note and its relationship to any other sound is thus fresh, full of surprise and potential.
The album was recorded at All Hallows Church, High Laver, Essex, on 3rd April 2023, and the sound quality is absolutely excellent, as if you were sitting next to them.
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“The album is a dedication to the world of birds, to the creatures of the world and their migrations.” With this statement from Three Tsuru Origami's liner notes, Mitelli (trumpet, soprano sax, electronics, voice) fixes the ideal coordinates of his work with John Edwards (double bass) and Mark Sanders (drums, objects).
The word “migration” in a broad sense seems to be the key to this work, migration as a display of great energy, everyday courage; migration as the artist’s sound: an “alien sound that comes in peace to find its own space (…) and, like everything that is different, is greeted with suspicion (…). Inspiration and the creative act come from afar(…) they have to go through a long process of migration and integration” (from Mitelli’s cover notes).
Birds like symbols: The Eagle and the Hawk - Go Godwit Go - Three Tsuru Origami - The Indian Geese and Himalaya - Green Lake, Black Bird - their stories give shape to the sound of the trio and open a different point of view (The stories behind each of these titles can be found in the cover notes).
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Those are the thoughts that make up the framework in which music plays, and music is played with intensity and commitment.
The record opens with “The New One” a piece by Sean Bergin, he himself a migrant, one of the expatriates on South African jazz scene during the apartheid. It is a classical free piece reminiscent of the lesson of Don Cherry and Ornette Coleman in which the three musicians exhibit their carefully carved intersections.
The second track, “The Eagle and The Hawk,” shows the other side of the trio, electroacoustic noises and a double bass that extends its sonority in the lower level of the mix.
Now the coordinates are set and the rest of the record moves between these extremes with feathery freedom.
The third piece, “Go Godwit Go,” is dedicated to the bird which can be taken as symbol of the idea of migration itself: The Godwit (Limosa lapponica) every year migrates from Alaska to Australia and New Zeland with a ten days nonstop flight.
The music starts from sparse noises on free bass and drum lines then the trumpet emerges to build a fragmented melody, which seems to translate the godwit bird song into a sonic memory.
“Fly Away” is marked by a beautiful bass solo and all of the other pieces confirm the perfect interplay that the three musicians have developed gifting us with a music that is always on the edge, with a sense of balance between sound and silence, melody and noise (Three Tsuru Origami). My favourite piece, “The Indian Geese and Himalaya”, displays at his best the sound of three talented musicians intensely conversing and listening to each other.
The final “Ritual part 3” is a rendition of a Composition by Mariam Wallentin, Mats Gustafsson, Johan Berthling, Andreas Werliin, a beautiful piece that concludes a work that is absolutely worth listening and makes me hope that the three of them will re-join in the future for another flight together.
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This year marks Wadada Leo Smith’s 80th birthday. It is also the year that master-percussionist Milford Graves’ died, just short of his own 80th birthday.
Beyond just this coincidence of birth-year, it is fitting that these two figures would team up on Sacred Ceremonies. Despite emerging out of different scenes and cities (Smith, an early participant in Chicago’s sharply abstract AACM collective and Graves finding his voice in New York’s jazz-oriented free music circles), both have since become legends in the free jazz world and have unapologetically and undauntingly pursued their own avenues of creative expression. Both, moreover, came into their own as part of a generation that struggled to get this type of music recognized as the high art that it is. On Sacred Ceremonies, they are joined by downtown bass and production guru Bill Laswell, who, at a sprightly 66, represents the subsequent generation, which took over after the loft scene dissipated and pushed the music further from the acoustic realms of Smith and Graves’ early days into darker electronic, dub- and rock-inflected soundworlds still influencing the free jazz experimentalism of today.
Rather than diving further into the biographies and discographies of these figures myself, however, I will leave that to the booklet that accompanies this set. Instead, let us move directly to the music.
Sacred Ceremonies is a three-disc collection of Smith duos with Graves (Disc 1) and Laswell (Disc 2) and a trio session with all three musicians (Disc 3). Along with the three-disc solo set Trumpet, it is the first of a projected six albums Smith will release through TUM this year in celebration of his 80 years (and counting!) on earth.
I have been listening to Milford Graves more attentively over the last couple of years, and especially since his passing in February. Recorded in 2014 and 2015, this captures Graves past his physical prime but before the amyloid cardiomyopathy took its toll. That said, maybe because of the physical limitations imposed by old age and his years of theorizing and performing, Graves’ playing is as curious and engaging as anything I have heard from him. Some of this is the duo setting. It lends space, and Graves fills it with his singular sense of rhythm (or concerted lack thereof) and his woody tunings. Indeed, it often sounds like Graves is implying rather than playing a beat, while spitting out endless sheets of coarsely textured polyrhythms.
From his earliest days in with Anthony Braxton, the AACM, or in his own solo expeditions, Smith has carved out his own singular space in such environments. His trumpet alternates between impeccable clarity and bluesy decay. One hears echoes of Smith’s celebrated work on The Great Lakes Suites, America’s National Parks, 10 Freedom Summers, and some other of his more epic releases from the last decade. That said, the context of such aesthetic decisions here is quite different, and he and Graves quickly establish an intimacy that is absent those more sweeping and soaring projects. Indeed, Graves keeps him grounded, both complementing and challenging him. In the process, he forces Smith from the more majestic apotheotic narratives of those other projects to more personal explorations of interiority and the beautiful imperfections of the human condition. The result is utterly mesmerizing.
I was lucky enough to catch Laswell and Smith at the old Stone a few years ago. This disc reminds me of their first set that night, which my friend, who ended up loving the second set with the Najwa ensemble, observed sounded a little aimless. Maybe there was an overconfidence, or an overreliance on the power of their physical and sonic presence in such a compact space. Maybe they were just warming up. Whatever the reason, it sounds like a similar process is going on here. Disc II sounds like two legends jamming, just before for the big show when Milford will join them.
This disc also reminds me of a cleaner take on The Bells, a bass heavy collaboration between Don Cherry, Lou Reed, Ellard ‘Moose’ Boles (bass), and a few other Reed-men. Or, a pared down take on the aesthetics that underlay Dennis González’s Nights Enter, though this is much sparser, and the isolation of the bass, synth, and trumpet create the impression of incredible depth. It is engaging, but it is also somewhat meandering between shades of ambience, periods of pulsing grooves wherein Laswell seems finds his funk (Minnie Ripperton-The Chicago Bronzeville Master Blaster [what a tribute]), and Smith’s ethereal but ephemeral runs and yelps. This is good music, but somehow lacks the punch or the conviction of the discs that precede and follow it.
This is the culmination. A quick glimpse at the liner notes reveals that Smith composed some of these pieces, though I have trouble distinguishing the composed from the improvised. (Some of this uncertainty on my part might derive from Smith’s tendency toward graphic scores, though I am not sure whether or how he used them on this project.) Laswell seems more inspired than on the second disc. Smith attacks harder and plays with more concertedness. Graves lays some unrelenting percussive groundwork on which Laswell constructs his dark, liquid atmospheres. Much of the time, the pulse of the bass drum and the bass guitar blend almost indistinguishably as Graves adds his tangent pitter-pat rhythms and Laswell, his plucks and wahs. It sounds as if the percussion and the electric bass are mimicking the gurgling and hushed energy of a swamp, creating their own unified ecosystem of disparate sounds. When turned low, it sounds like a disorderly drone, but when played at a proper volume, one can hear a music humming with energy.
It is out of this beautiful mire that Smith’s trumpet arises posing a shimmering contrast to the burble of activity. Indeed, the horn seems to cut through the water, the mud, the humidity, the fauna to fill the sky, only to dive back into the muck. It is this vining pattern of unsteady aerial dance and dive that unites these pieces. Graves and Laswell push and pull but play remarkably tightly. Smith weaves, wends, and breaks through the interweave at calculated will. Indeed, this tension between Laswell’s producer’s ear, which lends itself to smooth transitions and juicy bass lines, Graves’ heart-beat percussive rootedness, and Smith’s singular quest for the perfect tone (whether crisp, jagged, or dragged off into infinity) in the perfect place make this disc work so brilliantly.
NB: For those who fetishize the physical release, the packaging is sleek and the booklet includes some striking photos of the three musicians, including some particularly fine ones of Graves, to whom the project is dedicated. It also has pithy bios of each musician, examples of Smith’s beatific poetry and reproductions of some stunning reproductions of paintings by the Finnish artist Leena Luostarinen. This is one to own.
By Stef Gijssels
It may be a little much for one review, yet we have to follow the prolific output of some of Europe's strongest talents: Luis Vicente and Marcelo Dos Reis. In ideal circumstances we can review each album separately, but of course many other albums have been released recently, so we thought it best to combine.
Both musicians managed to create a distinct sound in improvised music: hypnotic, intense and lyrical. The backbone is often the unique approach to guitar by Dos Reis, who - preferably acoustic, but also electric - uses his instrument more as percussive tool than a harmonic one. Playing single chords with relentless insistency generates a trance-inducing atmosphere over which the other musicians improvise. Vicente is a stellar artist too, not only by his trumpet technique, but even more by the sound of his instrument and his natural sense of lyricism and emotional depth. Their combined sound has a unique voice, and even if they find themselves in a variety of different line-ups - and even without each other - their signature sound is there to enjoy.
In Layers - Pliable (FMR, 2020) ****½
After "In Layers" from 2016, This is the sophomore album by the quartet consisting of Marcelo Dos Reis on guitar, Luis Vicente on trumpet, Onno Govaert on drums and Kristjan Martinsson on piano. The album was recorded live on May 17th, 2018 at Salão Brazil in Coimbra.
Its sound is constantly switching between the gentle and the abrasive, between flow and counter rhythms, between traditional aesthetic concepts and adventure.
João Valinho, LuÃs Vicente, Marcelo dos Reis, Salvoandrea Lucifora - Light Machina (Multikulti Project, 2021) ****½
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Luis Vicente Trio - Chanting In The Name Of (Clean Feed, 2021) ****½
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Marta Warelis, Carlos ZÃngaro, Helena Espvall & Marcelo dos Reis - Turquoise Dream (JACC, 2021) ****½
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Fail Better! - The Fall (JACC, 2021) ****
This the third album by the ensemble, but now with Marco Franco on drums and Albert Cirera on saxophone. José Miguel Pereira remains on double bass next to Vicente and Dos Reis.
Of all the albums reviewed here, this one is without a doubt the most ferocious and raw. It starts with electric guitar and drums, allowing for wild entries for bass and horns. Dos Reis quickly resorts to a manic rhythm on his guitar, allowing the normal rhythm section to join in the mayhem of the lead instruments.
The second track, "Rise Up" is built around a sax vamp by Cirera and does diminish the dense and intense interaction. It's only on the long "Falling Stars" that we get some time to breathe, as the density is significantly lowered, allowing the musicians to create a slowly developing soundscape of interacting sonic bits, first loosely, then coalescing in a more rhythmic pattern. It is equally raw and unpredictable, strange and compelling at the same time.
"Skyfall" starts with a relatively fast rhythm on acoustic guitar, supported by drums and bass, and with both horns playing slow entwining phrases, both with an incredibly strong wailing component to them. It is an impressive piece of being emotionally crushed. The album ends with an organic piece, initiated by Cirera, evolving into intense utter chaos, slowing down halfway, and allowing the guitar to bring a sense of pulse into the improvisation, subduing the horns and rhythm section. It ends with human frailty and sensitivity.
As mentioned earlier on this blog, the band's name comes from surrealist author Samuel's Becket short piece of prose: Worstward Ho!:“Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better. First the body. No. First the place. No. First both. Now either. Now the other. Sick of the either try the other. Sick of it back sick of the either. So on. Somehow on. Till sick of both. Throw up and go. Where neither. Till sick of there. Throw up and back. The body again. Where none. The place again. Where none. Try again. Fail again. Better again. Or better worse. Fail worse again. Still worse again. Till sick for good. Throw up for good. Go for good. Where neither for good. Good and all.”
This short extract encapsulates the physicality, rhythmic pulse and the open-ended risk of the music. It is not a very positive message.
This will not be for everyone's ears, but keep listening, and repeatedly.
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João Madeira, Mário Rua & LuÃs Vicente - Trio (Self, 2021) ****
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I'm not sure when German trumpeter Thomas Heberer and drummer Joe Hertenstein initially met, but it might have been through the performances with the James Choice Orchestra, an ensemble founded by the most forward thinking German musicians, active in the first decade of this century. They continued collaborating when both moved to New York in the last decade. Their joint recording output starts in 2010 with "HNH", also a trumpet trio with Pascal Niggenkemper on bass. Their quartet release "Polylemma" was also of excellent quality, and won the Happy New Ears Award for 2011. In 2015, "HNH" received a follow-up, with the same title, called the "white album".
When Roy Campbell Jr. passed away in 2014, Heberer was asked to replace him for concerts and albums with the Nu Band, in the company of Mark Whitecage, Lou Grassi and Joe Fonda. The German trumpeter has been a mainstay in many bands, but the ICP Orchestra especially, the Instant Composers Pool, the Dutch ensemble with crazy ideas and virtuoso delivery.
Joe Hertenstein is equally versatile and active in different ensembles, including the Core Trio, and recordings with Matthew Shipp, Ivo Perelman, Jon Irabagon, Daniel Carter and the recent Sana Nagano. Joe Fonda does not need any introduction I assume.
And now the trio. A band of equals. All three musicians composed three to four moments of the album, merged into eight composed improvised pieces. Like in the introductory piece, "The Closer You Are, The Further It Gets", the somewhat dragging insistent theme is a an excuse to play around with tempo and solos. This is jazz, no doubt about it, stripped to its essence of stellar interplay, brilliant soloing and fun in each other's but also one's own mastery of the instrument. Heberer enjoys his soaring flights on the trumpet, Fonda relishes in his powerful plucking and sensitive bowing, and Hertenstein takes pleasure in subtle rhythms and unexpected ear candy. Yet they enjoy listening to each other even more. Together they move as one, following implicit patterns, falling back on pre-agreed structural and thematic anchor points. This is jazz, with all its nervousness, its agitation, its emotional depth, its instrumental prowess, its freedom and joy.
The music was recorded in August 2020, the day before Hertenstein decided to return to Berlin due to the pandemic, and after the three of them had taken advantage in the corona lull in summer to meet and rehearse. Hence the album's title: their collaboration served as a remedy to stay sane physically and mentally.
There are no weak points to discern. The composing is good, as is the interplay. Joe Fonda penned two tributes to Wadada Leo Smith, and the wonderful bass line for "Fast #2", an uptempo high energy piece. "Zebra", penned and introduced by Hertenstein gives a wink to traditional jazz, but the center piece of the album is the collective composition/suite "You Are There-Roadmap 616-James J.".
The album ends with "Waltz For Daisy", dedicated to Joe Hertenstein's wife, who would be leaving for Berlin too the next day.
Don't miss this one.
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