Wednesday, July 19, 2017

The Johnny Mathis Interview




Johnny Mathis at a recording session in the 1960s, Photo courtesy of Columbia Archives.
Saturday, July 22
Johnny Mathis: The Voice of Romance Tour 2015
With the Pittsburgh Symphony Orchestra
Heinz Hall, Downtown. 8 p.m. 
412-392-4900

Frank Sinatra might have been The Voice, but Johnny Mathis has The Voice. A few months shy of his 82nd birthday, Mr. Mathis sounds as youthful on the phone as he did on the recordings he made in the majestic-sounding Columbia 30th Street Recording Studios, starting in the late 1950s. Mitch Miller, the head of Columbia Records' pop music department, has gone down in history as one of the squarest figures in the music industry. Back then, though, he was right on the money, taking this self-described "jazzer" from San Francisco and pairing him with lush, orchestral arrangements.

Mathis was discovered at the Black Hawk by George Avakian, who ran Columbia's jazz department. The 19-year old singer soon made a life-altering decision, scrapping a chance to join the USA Olympic Team in favor of a trip to New York to record an album. Johnny Mathis - A New Sound in Popular Song (1956) paired him up with arrangers like Gil Evans, Teo Macero and the Modern Jazz Quartet's John Lewis for a set that included "Star Eyes," "It Might As Well Be Spring" and "Babalu." Listening back today, it's impressive to hear his distinct vibrato with some often swinging charts, and to hear him cut loose on "Angel Eyes," normally taken as a dark blue, cry-in-your-cocktail number. But the album only had moderate success. Soon Miller took over, trading the bands for the orchestras of Ray Conniff or Ray Ellis. And Mathis never looked back.

In advance of Mathis' appearance this weekend with the Pittsburgh Symphony Orchestra, I spoke with to him this past Monday. When I asked, "How are you," at the top of the call, he replied, "Old!" He then left fly with the first of many laughs I heard during the talk. We covered a myriad of topics, from his voice to current recordings, to his experience with Mitch Miller and the way the acoustics of the Columbia Studio helped him to deliver an important note in one of his biggest songs. I only wish the audio would be included here. His speaking voice sounded as crisp as his singing voice and he often emphasized his words as if they were lyrics.

I saw you perform here five years ago. Within a few syllables I was completely blown away. So I wonder - how do you keep your voice in such good shape? Is there some regimen that you follow?

I was wondering that. I'm 81, I'll be 82 in a couple months. My voice teacher was really my godsend. My dad insisted that if i wanted to sing - and he was a singer, a very good singer but he had a big family so nobody ever heard him other than us. He insisted that we find a voice teacher. I said, "Dad, I don't need a teacher. I can sing!" But he was adamant about it. and fortunately we found a wonderful woman who taught me.

In some ways she might have been the catalyst not only because she taught me about the physical proprieties of singing - how to keep your throat open when you're singing, how to support your tones from the diaphragm, that sort of thing - which most opera singers know backwards and forwards. But she was an opera singer and she insisted that that's what would help me over the years. Just learn how to do it so you won't injure your vocal chords. And of course she was absolutely right.

As you were starting to perform, did you feel like you were coming up with your own style? Jazz musicians are always told, "Find your own voice." Your style with the vibrato - was that something you came into on your own?

The vibrato is a natural, physical occurrence. Ask Eartha Kitt. You can't control it. So no, I never thought of anything like that. Other than the fact that I didn't really like it. I thought it was girlish sounding, or something. I started singing at such an early age. Under [my teacher's] tutelage, I got a chance to go to the opera quite a lot. Living in San Francisco, I got a chance to meet a lot of singers who came through at the local jazz clubs. There were a myriad of jazz clubs in San Francisco.

I listened to all these people. Along the way I was concerned about my vibrato. But I learned over a period of time how to control it. And then [laughs] I forgot about it and said, "Well, that's the way I sound!"

I was listening to some new stuff that I'm doing with Babyface [Kenneth "Babyface" Edmonds]. A lot of popular songs of the day. There it is! That vibrato that I've always been hearing. But you get used to anything. [laughs]

What songs are you working on? You're going to call it The New American Songbook right?

Yeah, Clive Davis is an old pal of mine. He was of course, for many years, the president of Columbia Records. He still advises me on a lot of things. He is the guy who decided he would like to produce my new album, he and Babyface. They came up with the songs. And a lot of them are good songs. It was kind of hard to find good songs in today's market that I really wanted to sing. But the kids like what they like, and of course that's the way that we grew up too, playing the songs. They came up with the Keith Urban song, "Blue Ain't Your Color." Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah."

Wow! That's got to be great.

I love that! It's quite a project! We did "Hello" by Adele. "I Believe I Can Fly," R. Kelly. "Once Before I Go," Peter Allen. "Remember When," Allen Jackson. "Run to You," a Whitney Houston song. They're all songs the public are familiar with. It goes back to when I first started making albums at a very young age. I did it with Mitch Miller. We also sang songs that the audience were familiar with. Most of the songs I chose in the beginning were popular standards. You know I started singing int the '50s and '60s and there were a lot of novelty songs. Very much like nowadays. But that's kind of what I fall back on when I do my concerts. People like to hear songs that are familiar to them.

I wanted to ask you about Mitch Miller. Throughout history he's gotten a bad rap but he had a vision that really worked for you. What was your working relationship like with him?

The thing about Mitch was he was a classical oboist for one of the symphonies in New York, I can't remember which one. But he was absolutely adamant about wanting, as most classical musicians are...their whole life is spent learning their craft. And very few of them make a lot of money. Including Mitch Miller, so he wanted to make money.

So somehow he became head of popular music at Columbia Records. He worked with all of us: Vic Damone, Rosemary Clooney. And they were very boisterous about his ability. And he had none! He hadn't a clue as to what to do in the studio. BUT, he wanted to make popular songs. So he would give us these songs to sing. Most of them were trivial. I'll never forget Rosemary, when he gave her [starts singing Clooney's classic "Come On-a My House"]. But it ended up being a hit record for her. So we had that little thing going on with Mitch.

I was 19 years old, maybe 20 at the time. I was looking for somebody to guide me. George Avakian - God bless him, he's still alive and almost 100 years old now [NOTE: Avakian turned 98 this year] - signed me. We tried a little bit of jazz orientated first album that didn't impress anyone, other than some vocal pyrotechnics here and there on my part. We met Mitch Miller and I said, "Yeah, let's do something." So he came up with a pile of songs and handed them to me. It was as tall is I was. I picked out four songs. "It's Not for Me To Say," "Wonderful Wonderful," "When Sunny Gets Blue," and a song a new kid brought him, "Warm and Tender" by Burt Bacharach.

That was what I did in the studio. Mitch was there. He did nothing but stand next to me while I'm singing. While I'm singing, if you can imagine that, patting me on the back to [speaks rhythmically] make. Sure. That. I. Sang. On. The-beat. Be-cause. Jazz. Music. Does. Not. Sell. [We both laugh.]

And I was a jazzer, you know? He had to knock that out of my head. that's what he did. He was next to me and he went, "Sing. On. The-beat. Don't. Do. Anything. Otherthanthat." We got lucky.

And I've nothing but good things to say about Mitch. Other than all of the things that you've heard are true. Everybody hated him. Rosemary hated him. Tony Bennett hated him. Vic Damone hated him. Because he didn't know what he was doing and he got lucky with me.

Was that at a time when you didn't dare stand up to Mitch? Did you feel like you needed to listen to him?

I listened to anybody who... people who didn't even know what they were talking about, I listened to them. I was a kid! Wide-eyed, And also I have a very flexible voice. I could do whatever they asked me to do, vocally. It wasn't a big deal. I'm a jazz-orientated singer. Jazzers don't care what you do, you just do it! I was good fodder for them.

Mitch was just one of the many people..... I'll tell you this: I thought I was going to have more oversight when I went into the studio. But when I was singing and making my recordings, everybody was adamant about getting the instrumentation correct or hearing the sound of their voice right. But absolutely zero kind of help that I could get vocally. It was nonexistent. It just was not there because I guess they felt that if I was a signed, contract singer that I knew what I was doing. But I certainly didn't. And I needed all the help I could get. and the first person that gave me any parameters about singing was Mitch Miller.

Prior to that, would you be waiting for feedback, only to be told, "Great! Let's go to the next song"?

Well, mostly I listened to the people who did the charts, some of the great jazz artists were on my first album.

Like Gil Evans and Teo Macero.

And John Lewis, of the Modern Jazz Quartet. They were very nice and they were concerned about getting the arrangement done. Not a peep as far as what to sing or how to sing it. I was really quite on my own. All my great vocal heroes at the time - you have to remember that I was 13, 14 years old when I was heard by George -they were all girl singers. And jazz singers. I was really unstructured as far as singing on the beat, and singing with an orchestration. I was all over the place, and that's the way the first album turned out. I would sing pretty well and towards the end of the song, I would think, "Ahhh, this is BORing!" Then I'd go [yells out a high note], running off the melody.

Most of my vocal heroes at the time were girl singers. Chris Connor, June Christie, Ella Fitzgerald, Sarah Vaughn, Lena Horne. For some reason, those were the voices that I liked. I tried to emulate them.

I copied what I thought I really liked as far as vocalizing on a song. If I liked one person's rendition of i then ...[that's what I emulated]. As far as "Angel Eyes" was concerned, I remember falling in love with a version I heard which was quite different from the way the song was written. But you were guessing all the time! I never had anything I was adamant about when I was making those first recording.

George Avakian... was just interested in the fact that I was very young and I sang jazzy stuff. Because he was the head of jazz at the time. Eventually the fact of my youth and my inexperience showed up on that first album. I was really kind of happy when Mitch gave me some direction, vocally. [Laughs] And then it got kind of boring [for Mitch]. I said, "Now I know what to do!" And he wouldn't go away. Finally he did.

I think he was in the studio on occasion after that, when I did my first few albums. Actually I remember he was. Because Percy Faith hated him. Percy did my first few albums. He was a wonderful, wonderful composer and arranger. He was an artist in residence on the label at the time. So he was doing a big favor to accompany me with his orchestra at the time. And it was a big boost to my career at the time. God bless Percy Faith.

The Columbia 30th Street Studios - everything I've heard out of that place sounded wonderful. As you were recording it, did you get a feel for how rich it made the sound?

Absolutely. It was a church, and the record company bought the church and turned it into a recording studio. And it was absolutely the most wonderful place to sing in. I remember how Mahalia Jackson loved it. Because I used to follow her. For some reason, we got booked one after another. she just loved it. And I did too.

I did so many things in that studio that I could've never done any place else. For instance, the high note  in the middle of my recording of "Misty," I started singing in the hallway. And I walked into the studio [singing], "Onnnnnnnnnnnnn my own." [In the studio you could do] all sorts of crazy things like that! Because you felt so comfortable with the sound in the studio because it reverberated. And singers love to sing when the sound is reverberating.

I'm going to remember that every time I hear the high-note in "Misty" now.

Ha ha ha! I started in the hallway!

And back then, everything was recorded completely live with everyone in the same studio, right? You didn't do overdubs did you?

No, we didn't. And I did four songs in three hours for 20, 25, 30 years. Get or no get! You know - sometimes you didn't "get it" but it came out anyway.

I was wondering about that because I was looking at the discography on your website. 1964 was an especially big year because you have seven albums come out. I wondered if you did more than one album in one session. But you said it was...

Four songs in three hours. It was always that way. I'll never forget it. And God bless [arranger/conductors] Glenn Osser and Percy Faith and all the other extraordinary arrangers that I've worked with over the years. They had to come up with these ideas, you know? So many of the songs were standard songs. Quite beautiful, but very well known songs. So they had to do their take on a song better than [what had been] recorded thousands of times. I give them a great deal of credit. And they were working with a young, unknown singer!

But things took off within a few years, right?

Yeah, and after the success of my single recordings, [pauses] I had all my knowledge of songs instilled in me by listening to all these jazzers over the years that I had mentioned to you earlier. And they sang all standard songs. So all of my repertoire at that time, being so young, was all the songs I had heard all these jazz singers sing - Ella, Sarah, all the rest. That was my trunkfull of songs.

Then when I asked to make albums, Mitch was at a loss because he didn't know any of these songs. At least he sat in the studio and listened. Because when people like Percy Faith, who was a working artist himself, had a very little patience with someone like Mitch Miller who knew nothing about what he was doing. Shot in the dark all the time, all the time. He was quite a little bit intrusive and not very polite about it.

He was just looking to find successful songs. It didn't matter the quality of songs, or how it came about, or how it was recorded. But he was very much interested in making money. Which isn't a bad idea. A lot of people are that way. But Mitch was doing it with very little knowledge of what he was talking about. That's what got under the skin of all these learned musicians. He was a wonderful musician. He certainly knew nothing about making records.

After awhile, getting into the 1960s, would you be the one who picked everything - the concept for the album and the songs?

Yes. Along the way, I met people like Bob Prince, who very early on was in the studio as a young, aspiring producer. [Prince arranges and plays a few songs on A New Sound In Popular Song] He was also a wonderful musician. And he liked my singing. He helped me in so many ways. He was my liaison between the record company and the orchestra that was going to accompany me on my next project. I always have to remember to give him credit because I was at the mercy of the people who were in this building that I had never met. But they were the business people of the record.

So when it was time for me to make an album, because basically that's what I did a lot. The single records were kind of [the case where] I'd run in do something but I never thought too much about it because the songs were all new. They were all written by local songwriters, [who gave] me a little idea about the song. But other than that, it seemed that because I could really learn some of these songs really fast and go into the studio, record them according to their likes. The writer was always there saying, "Okay, that's very good. I like that."

One final, off-the-wall question. Since you came up in an era when albums were popular, do you have a preference in the vinyl vs. digital debate? Do you prefer records to CDs?

Oh, gosh. I never thought about it too much. There are people who have brought it to my attention, the differences. But I really don't. I know when I hear music and it's reproduced beautifully.

The only thing I noticed was the early recordings that I did at the studio in New York, the old church, how wonderful [it sounds]. And I never, ever was able to reproduce that sound or hear that sound on my voice after we stopped recording there. Everything sounded very flat. They lost the roundness because, of course, it was a church. Evidently it was just the right amount of reverberation in the walls and what have you. Because we've never been able to get that sound again.
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By that time, we had hit the 30-minute mark. I still had a handful of questions (any artists you listen to that might surprise your fans?; will you please sing "When Sunny Gets Blue" this weekend?) but they'll have to wait for another time.



Wednesday, July 05, 2017

CD Review: Steve Coleman's Natal Eclipse - Morphogenesis/ Miles Okazaki - Trickster


Steve Coleman's Natal Eclipse
Morphogenesis
(Pi Recordings) www.pirecordings.com

Steve Coleman stepped away from his long-standing band Five Elements for his latest release. It doesn't mark a radical departure from his idiosyncratic rhythmic cycles. Natal Eclipse also includes Five Elements members Jonathan Finlayson (trumpet), Jen Shyu (vocal) and Maria Grand (tenor saxophone). Conspicuously absent from the set is a trap drummer, after previous releases that included upwards of two of them, in addition to a percussionist. Neeraj Mehta adds percussion to half the album, sometimes setting a tempo, while other times it adds extra coloring to the music. All ears move towards the melodic landscape, which is rich, dense and alluring, to say the least.

The musicians above, and Coleman's alto saxophone, are joined by Matt Mitchell (piano), Rane Moore (clarinet), Kristin Lee (violin) and Greg Chudzik (bass). (Note: the personnel gives the session an equal gender balance.) Mitchell's name should be familiar from work with Tim Berne and Rudresh Mahanthappa and his own albums (more recently, a solo disc of Berne's music on piano).

The remaining three play classical music, though they fit right in with the improvisational nature of this work. Moore's clarinet adds a rich quality together with Coleman and Grand. Lee's violin brings a bit of mystery to the set. Chudzik has the most challenging task of all: keeping the tempos steady and secure. Often he's plucking a single note through the shifting rhythms, which could be tediously simple but more likely requires the discipline and focus of his conservatory background. In "Shoulder Roll," he finally gets a chance to "solo" and he executes the work so clearly, it's hard to tell if it was spontaneous or composed. Either way, it must be heard.

Coleman found inspiration for Morphogenesis in the moves utilized by boxers. Titles like "Inside Game," "Dancing and Jabbing" and "Shoulder Roll" bear this out. Musically, Coleman's crisp alto begins "Pull Counter" in a manner that evokes both the sport and ballet, playing against the strings and reeds, before Shyu joins him the staccato pops of the melody, and Mitchell and Chudzik add some angular but firm accompaniment.

The album's title, Coleman says, is used to define the "process that causes an organism to develop its form." It epitomizes the way he composes the music and explains "Morphing" a 14-minute track that unfolds through Coleman's playing, with his bandmates alternately grabbing the line from him and accentuating his thoughts. By the final quarter, Coleman and Finlayson play one line together while Shyu sings a counter melody (if it can be called that) and Moore's clarinet adds shades of sound in the background.

Not all of Morphogenesis is built on multiple layers. "NOH" and "SPAN" were improvised in the studio, the latter creating an especially tight vamp with counterpoint and accents that shift on and off the beat. Shyu , who also uses her voice like a skillful insftumentalist, adds more "Horda" is composed but built on an electric bit of group improvisation.

All of this description might give the false impression of Coleman being impenetrable or as challenging as the heaviest modern new music. Quite the contrary. His alto cuts through with a welcoming, warm quality and his arrangements, jumpy as they might be, compel listeners to follow the melody to see where it leads, who will take and to remember what to further explore on the next listen.


Miles Okazaki
Trickster
(Pi Recordings) www.pirecordings.com

Speaking of Five Elements, guitarist Miles Okazaki has been a member of that group for eight years, in addition to work as a leader. Trickster (his Pi debut) came out back in March and this seemed like the best time to finally put words down about this interesting release.

The guitarist has a similar sort of quest as Coleman, finding inspiration for his writing in non-musical settings. In this case, Okazaki was inspired by tricksters from literature, who "disrupt the state of things and break taboos and conventions," much like he and Coleman do in their writing. Like the saxophonist, Okazaki thrives in unusual rhythms, going so far to say the approach represents the nature of the tricksters. Each track depicts a different troublemaker, with explanations in each track covered in the liner notes.

It's surprising that all of the pieces are built on groups of 12 or 16 bar structures played in either 4/4 or 3/4. Inside those structures are "folds" or twists that can trip up the listener. Okazaki's writing often turns on a dime, rhythmically, but when he or pianist Craig Taborn take solos, they often do it over a vamp created by the song's central rhythm. When this happens, the quartet sounds steady but never rigid. The guitar has a clean, sleek tone that comes to life during the solos. Bassist Anthony Tidd and drummer Sean Rickman, both also Five Elements members, offer the perfect support, firm yet groovy.

Taborn and Okazaki create a very "classic" '50s style guitar/piano blend on "Kudzu," which they channel into a very modern melody. Later in the piece Tidd slips into the bass's sub-register, making it sound like the instrument is coming unspooled even as it holds down the fort. Rickman gets his chance to work in multiple rhythms on top of one another in the tense "The West."

"The Calendar" provides the album's most beautiful moment, and it lasts over nine minutes. Built on the trickster myth of the Egyptian god Thoth, who played a game of dice with the moon, it feels repetitive though the bass and piano shift underneath it and the crack of Rickman's snare drum never stays in the same place. The blend of the group feels pretty hypnotic.

The cover of Trickster depicts two origami sculptures, a fox and a raven, each made from a single piece of paper. On the back cover, both sheets are unfolded to show how complexity came from simple means. Okazaki did this because it explains the music so well. It also proves the importance of listening closely and discovering how all those folds and contours work.


Monday, July 03, 2017

Geri Allen, remembered by George Lewis

I wrote a short piece about Geri Allen's passing, which will run in City Paper this week. Not knowing that I would only have a little bit of space to reflect on the pianist's death last week, I reached out to composer/trombonist/professor at Columbia University George Lewis, who Allen brought to town last year for a few performances. 

There have been many tributes to Allen popping up in publications and on Facebook, all of which have captured the depth and spirit of her work. Lewis adds to that, so I thought it appropriate to reprint his words from the email he sent me:

"...We just lost one of the leading musicians of our time. Playing with Geri was a dream, and I was privileged to live that dream more than once. As you know, we worked on software interactivity performances (at least three), and she understood interactivity at a philosophically deep level because she could read minds while she played.

"Around the time of our telematic collaboration at Pitt, we were talking animatedly about all the new things she was doing and planning. She was taking the Jazz Studies program at Pitt in directions that were unimaginably great, and she could do this because of her extremely open mind and her ability to understand and support diverse viewpoints, which was also why she was able to perform with the widest range of creative people. She was a creative musician of the very highest order, and our loss is incalculable."

George also included this link to performance with Allen from 2012. This is another Interactive Trio one that is a little longer.

RIP, Geri.

Thursday, June 29, 2017

CD Review: Roscoe Mitchell - Bells for the South Side


Roscoe Mitchell
Bells for the South Side
(ECM) www.ecmrecords.com

Roscoe Mitchell's new album begins with "Spatial Aspects of the Sound," a 12-minute piece full of open spaces between sustained piano chords and rings of tubular bells. Sometimes the notes hang in the air, decaying organically. Sometimes they're muffled and dissipate as soon as they're struck. Craig Taborn and Tyshawn Sorey play the pianos and William Winant handles the bells. Around 8:30 into it, Kikanju Baku dances, literally, into the piece, wearing ankle bells and sleigh bells, though the visual aspect is only clear because Mitchell mentioned it in a New York Times interview last week. These bells add a flowing sound to the still spare pianos, which pick up in intensity but for a few fleeting moments. It all feels unsettling and suspenseful. In the final minute a tempo is settled and Mitchell plays a simple melody of long notes on the piccolo. With that, the piece is complete.

This track alone proves why Mitchell can't be contained or epitomized as "an experimental jazz music" or "radical composer." Those words only begin to scrape the surface of his work. Bells for the South Side provides an even deeper look into Mitchell's mind, spread out over two CDs that can be challenging but will also be extremely rewarding listens.

The music on the album was written to presented as part of "The Freedom Principle," the 2015 exhibition at the Museum for Contemporary Art in Chicago that celebrated the 50th anniversary of the Association for the Advancement of Creative Musicians, the group of musicians that included the multi-reedist and his fellow Art Ensemble of Chicago members. The Art Ensemble's percussion cage, on display at the exhibition, was played during the performance, providing the wide-ranging sounds that bring both clatter and melody to the set.

For the performance, Mitchell (on five different saxophones, flute, piccolo, bass recorder and percussion) works with four different trios, who often co-mingle on different tracks, bringing together unusual instrumentation. The trio with percussionist Winant also includes James Fei (sopranino and alto saxophones, contra-alto clarinet, electronics), both fellow teachers at Mills College with their leader. Sorey (who also plays trombone and percussion) plays in a trio with Mitchell and Hugh Ragin (trumpet). Taborn and Baku join Mitchell in the third trio. Jaribu Shahid (bass) and Tani Tabbal (drums) make up the final one, representing the longest grouping of all.

To describe the rest of the album succinctly makes a formidable task, but the scope of the work almost requires it. "Panoply" (named for a painting that graces the CD's booklet) features the horns in fits and starts, blowing wildly, sustaining notes and darting over drums and percussion (which come from at least three percussionists). This mood continues into "Prelude to a Rose" an oddly beautiful work by Sorey (this time on trombone) with Mitchell (who includes a few blows on the bass saxophone) and Ragin. "Dancing in the Canyon" is the album's one purely improvised piece, with Taborn's spare electronics and Mitchell's reeds testing the waters with Baku. Taborn eventually switches to piano and all three finally dive in for some free blowing. "EP 7849" features Shahid on bass guitar, making some drop-tuned noise that might be expected from a free metal group. The title track features what it says: chiming bells, with Ragin playing off them.

Disc two continues to blend jazz and chamber music, all filtered through Mitchell's unique perspective. After a lengthy duet between his raw, emotional alto and Shahid's bowed bass in "Prelude to the Card Game," Tabbal gets room for an extended solo in "Card for Drums" that provides a new dissertation on how to create a compelling drum solo. This disc's final 25-minute track begins with "Red Moon in the Sky" a blend of wild electronics, bells and piano that practically begs for visuals from the "Freedom Principle" exhibition, as it too evolves into a collective blowing session. One gets the impression that Lester Bowie and Malachi Favors are looking down on the music with approval.

To bring things full circle, "Red Moon" segues into "Odwalla," Mitchell's closing theme from the Art Ensemble days. While the music was all recorded either in the museum's theater or in the exhibition space itself, this performance puts the whole ensemble in front of a hither to unheard audience, to whom Mitchell introduces each member, who gets a chance to blow over the song's vamp.

Hearing the leader's voice warmly announcing everyone, and the reaction of the audience, serves as reminder of the human quality behind this music. While it forces the listener to leave their preconceptions at the door - indeed from the opening seconds of disc one - the final moments prove that this is music build on emotion and communication. Like all great music, it leaves you anticipating what will be discovered the next time you hit the play button.

Mitchell's vast discography under his name and the Art Ensemble's banner all feature many bold and significant works. Time will tell for sure, but it's likely that Bells for the South Side ranks with the strongest due its depth and subject matter.

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Thumbscrew, Lindsey Horner/Jeff Berman, Ouds and more

Last Monday, I received an email from a friend asking if I was planning to see Thumbscrew at City of Asylum two days later. I replied that I didn't know they were coming but, now that I was informed, yes I would be there. About an hour later I received an email from Alphabet City/City of Asylum about it. Stop last-minuting me, people! 


The last time Thumbscrew (left to right above: Mary Halvorson, Michael Formanek, Tomas Fujiwara) came here, they were part of a three-night residency that featured Halvorson in three different settings - solo, as part of Fujiwara's the Hook Up band and with Thumbscrew. The trio's set started an hour earlier than originally planned and an email was sent out that afternoon about three hours before start time. Not having checked that email (the one I use for writing), I didn't know, so I missed all but about 20 minutes of the show. (There was a silver lining though, because I met a fellow jazz enthusiast from Erie who knows my family up there.)

I'm mentioning all this because it meant I was really looking forward to Wednesday's show. The trio had already been in town for about a week, once again working on new material and preparing to record it at Mr. Small's. (Their sophomore album, Convallaria, was recorded here under the same circumstances). The set consisted of brand new material they had been workshopping, three songs by each member of the group.)

Thumbscrew is an captivating group because each member of the group has a distinct musical personality that comes through, even if the compositions sound a little more conventional that what they've done elsewhere. Sometimes it's hard to figure out where to focus your attention. That doesn't mean things sound busy. There is just a lot of activity happening.

One piece later in the set (which didn't get announced) sounded like a ballad, yet there were still spots where Halvorson used her pedal to bend the notes. It was easy to identify her as the composer of "Thumbprint" due to the characteristic bright lines that guided it. Fujiwara worked all over his kit, incorporating woodblocks, switching cymbals between tunes to get a particular tone - always managing to create a groove, even if he played a little more abstractly, or followed the melody on his kit. And Formanek slayed, as always, running up and down the neck with ease, stopping to create a double (or was it triple) stop that sounded rich and mighty. At the end of the night, I picked up his solo bass disc, Am I Bothering You?, and I'm looking forward to hearing it.

Another strong quality about this trio is the comfort level they exude. They were having a good time and felt familiar with us. I regret not writing down the entire title of the final track of the set but I thought Formanek was kidding at first. It begins with "Nine Words that Rhyme with Spangle..." and he rattled them all off. Look for it on the sleeve when the disc finally comes out.

They encored with a piece by a Brazilian composer because, in addition to writing new works, they're also doing an album of other people's music. The blend of that style of writing and this group showed them in a different light, really digging into the rhythm and harmony of that work. Great encore.

Speaking of solo basses, I never got to post about the return of bassist Lindsey Horner to Pittsburgh for a show that happened two weeks ago today.


Horner set up with drummer Jeff Berman at the Point Breeze, an intimate little eatery which is in the 'hood of its name. He recently released an album One More Forever, which is half solo and half of the duo of him and Berman and they played a number of the tunes on that disc.

In the early 2000s, Horner lived in Pittsburgh playing with a number of different groups. One I recall was Always Know, with Ben Opie, Dave Throckmorton and Jay Willis, where they played compositions from the later periods of Thelonious Monk and Charles Mingus. But prior to coming to town, he played in New York doing a variety of musics, from jazz to traditional Irish/Celtic music. He appeared on the title track of one of my favorite albums, Bobby Previte's Pushing the Envelope.

His set, and the new album, casts a wide net that touches on people he's played with (there are dedications) or inspired him, and some representative covers. "What Might Have Been" was really lyrical, with a melodic fragment that reminded me of the descending opening line of "La Vie en Rose," though Horner said that was coincidental. "Long Time Comin'/Long Time Gone" paid tribute to the great Milt Hinton with a deep groove. For Monk's "Let's Cool One," they took it in 7/4, which kept me guessing thanks to the way Berman was spreading the groove over the bar line. Throughout both sets, Berman was a skilled partner in crime. In one tune, he played just a shaker and a brush and it sounded awesome.

One More Forever was released by Upshot Records. Go to lindseyhorner.com to check it out. Solo bass albums, bad jokes aside, might not be something people don't regard that seriously but Formanek and Horner know how to keep you riveted to the music. I recently purchased the four-disc version of John Coltrane's Concert in Japan which has more Jimmy Garrison solos on it and it has helped me appreciate when the instrument stands alone.

In other weekend music news -- I've been out several nights this week -- there was something of an Oud Fest at Hambone's on Friday night. Tomchess, from New York, came with his trio, playing the 11-string instrument in a setting that incorporated jazz improvisation and Middle Eastern vamps. He was bookended by Tom Moran, playing solo in a manner that evoked spaghetti westerns and meditation,frequently letting notes hang in the air and slowly decay. King Fez closed the evening out, with a show that combined hand percussion, electric guitars and bass and a bellydancer. Their oud was electrified (like Moran's) and had some qualities of surf guitar.

Moran told me later in the evening that it isn't a remote comparison. Dick Dale grew up playing this type of music and it was a key part in his brand of surf rock. As time goes on, I keep finding proof that different types of music, and the people who play, have closer connections that we might initially think.

Last night, I was over at the offices of Get Hip Records, in their performance space to check out the release part of Zack Heim. Normally found fronting the Nox Boys, Heim has a solo acoustic album out now on Get Hip's new folk series. His story is going to be in City Paper in a few weeks so more about him later.

Friday, June 23, 2017

CD Review: Jaimie Branch - Fly or Die


Jaimie Branch
Fly or Die
(International Anthem) www.intlanthem.com

If there's one album to buy this year on impulse, or based on a review, this is the one.

Trumpeter Jaimie Branch has played with William Parker and Matana Roberts as well as TV on the Radio and Spoon. Fly or Die is her first release as a leader and she wastes no time ingratiating herself to listeners. After some brief, low blasts from Branch's horn, Tomeka Reid (cello) and Jason Ajemian (bass) set up the vamp of "Theme 001," grooving and playing off each other and Chad Taylor (drums). Branch enters with a bright tone that quickly engages, playing a theme and embellishing with some flutters and bent notes.

The tune could have gone on for another five minutes, with the strings dancing off each other and Taylor straddling a groove and incisive fills. But after less than four minutes, the tempo slips away and they segue into  "Meanwhile," an interlude of string scrapes and free drums. "Theme 002" builds out of this (don't look at the disc as it's playing and it all feels like one multi-themed piece), like a hopped up reggae groove, with Branch playing long high tones and pensive mid-range lines as well. In some ways, she recalls Wadada Leo Smith's ability to put across a great deal within a batch of crisply executed notes.

In "Leaves of Glass" Branch is joined by cornetists Josh Berman and  Ben Lamar Gay, who echo and embellish her melody, which build in dynamics and reverb like some ghost of Gil Evans got captured by the tape in the studio. The echo remains for "The Storm" a spacey tone poem with cello glissandos and tympani.

The music keeps moving forward throughout, climaxing with the stop-start "Theme Nothing," where Taylor breaks into an explosive solo over the song's one-chord groove. "...Back at the Ranch" closes the album with a non-sequitur: a solo acoustic guitar rendering, not quite classical, not quite spaghetti western, but with echoes of both.

Branch has a lot going for her: the strong tone of a classical trumpeter, the imagination that can be expected from a Chicago player, writing skills that bring life to simple grooves and great choices for band members. Hopefully more people are listening to this album right now and feeling the same way.


Thursday, June 22, 2017

Reports on the Pittsburgh JazzLive International Festival 2017

A few days ago, Facebook sent me a memory post, one of those "On this day, X years ago," where I suggested that anyone reading the post should go down to the Pittsburgh JazzLive International Festival and check out the trio of Geri Allen, David Murray & Terri Lynn Carrington. I read it and thought, "Why the hell didn't I go to that show?!" The answer was probably related to my retail job of that time, where Saturday was one of the busiest days of the week and getting off was not done without the residual guilt and suspicion. These days, being underemployed has its advantages.

I was pretty stoked about this year's JazzLive Fest (which ran last weekend, Friday-Sunday) because in addition to ticketed shows by David Sanborn and Angelique Kidjo, there were plenty of free shows. Plus, the schedule included both straightahead acts like vocalist Jazzmeia Horn and bold groups like Odean Pope's Saxophone Choir, as well as tenor saxophonist Chico Freeman and bassist Linda May Han Oh.

A brief preview of the event ran in CP, where I interviewed Linda May Han Oh and wrote a little about Odean Pope. I would have liked to interview David Sanborn, and ask about his wide-ranging work (he's worked with Tim Berne, grew up with the Black Artists Group and covered the Velvet Underground, in addition to the more accessible stuff for which he's known). But my night began at the closing party for the Non Punk Pittsburgh show at SPACE Gallery, just down the street from where Sanborn was playing. Steve Sciulli of Carsickness just released a solo CD, so he was playing, along with a few other acts on the Get Hip label.

After that, it was up to La Lyonnais, a restaurant down and around the corner where a jam session was in progress, hosted by drummer Roger Humphries. Events like this can be a crapshoot - sometimes it's a bunch of musicians blowing the roof off the place, sometimes there are up-and-comers playing the tried-and-true blowing session classics who sound.... promising. 

There were a couple of young bucks onstage (i.e. in the corner where the band could fit) when I arrived. And by young, I mean these fellows looked like they still had a few years of high school left. I should have been ambitious and got the name of the young tenor player who only played on one tune while I was there. But he tore things up - good ideas, good execution. Dr. Nelson Harrison got out his trombetto and - as the picture below shows, Sean Jones also joined in, with saxophonist Lou Stellute and keyboardist Howie Alexander. Things were still going strong past 1:00, but I decided I'd reached my limit by that point.



For the rest of the weekend, the majority of the performances took place outdoors, on two stages set up at either end of  Penn Avenue (The UPMC stage and the Spirit Airlines stage) with the 9th Street Stage in between them. For the most part the weather behaved itself. There was some rain, but not when I was there.


Saturday afternoon, Odean Pope's Saxophone Choir sounded amazing - a mix of Ellingtonian lyricism and World Saxophone Quartet aggression. Or maybe that thrust could be attributed to Philadelphia, his stomping ground for most of his life. There was a moment during the ballad "Cis," a tune dedicated to Pope's late wife, where the voices of all six saxophones were all easily distinguishable, each bringing a personal tone to the music. Later, Pope warned the audience, "This one is on the edge," before launching into a tune where he pushed to the upper register of his horn, the rest of the group occasionally riffing behind him.

The rest of the saxophonists got plenty of solo space too. Julian Pressley (the alto player with the great hair below) had a tart tone that contrasted with the rest of the players, while fellow alto man Louis Taylor was also on fire.


Jazzmeia Horn won the 2015 Thelonious Monk International Vocal Jazz Competition, and as she was performing on Saturday, her album A Social Call was #1 on the Billboard jazz charts. It was clear to see why. As her piano trio vamped behind her on the UPMC stage, she unleashed a strong scat solo in "East of the Sun (West of the Moon)." 

Like many jazz musicians in the wake of the new administration, Horn added some politically charged moments to the set. Marking Juneteenth, she sang "Lift Every Voice" ("the Black National Anthem," she called it) and segued that into "Moanin'," the Bobby Timmons classic that got lyrics from Jon Hendricks. It was easy to miss but it sounded like she substituted "life" in the line "Life's a losing gamble to me," with the name of the current president. 

What took away from the performance was Horn's habit of oversinging the words, as if squeezing the life out of "Moanin'" was going to get it more depth. In the intro to another song, she squealed and caterwauled in the upper register, which also felt a bit excessive. What was strange was hearing her contrast the heavy stuff (which seemed to evoke Abbey Lincoln's intense performances on We Insist! Freedom Now Suite) with lighter, overdone fare like "I Remember You" and "Don't Get Around Much Anymore." She definitely has talent and needs to be followed because she could head in a number of different directions.

At the jam session the night before, a woman sat in on drums and awed everyone who was listening. "Who was that," we kept asking. The drummer in question was Shirazette Tinnin, who played with her band Sonic Wallpaper followed Horn's set. Tinnin's c.v. includes everyone from WuTang Klan to DIVA and Hugh Masakela. The group had an intriguing instrumentation, with alto saxophone, cello, trombone, keyboards (Rhodes and acoustic piano), guitar, bass and her drums. 

A lineup like that could confuse the sound engineer and that seemed to happen. The keyboards moved in and out of the mix, the trombone (which had a wah-wah effect on it during a solo) dropped out during a dramatic moment. But Tinnin had some strong grooves going, in what might be considered fusiony funk. It had the chops and electronics of the former style and the grease of the latter.


I've written enough about Sean Jones that most people know that he is an astounding trumpet player. One difference in his playing at the jam session at on the Spirit stage was that he seems to have moved away from his approach from a few years ago, where a solo would start low and build in intensity, like a preacher's sermon (his words). He did a little bit of that but it was great to hear him continuing to evolve as a player.

But what might not be obvious to those what haven't seen Jones live all that often is what an engaging performer he is. He sounded so happy to be back in Pittsburgh again, playing for people that he treated like friends. He was so casual, like he was hanging out in someone's living room. His song introductions remind me of the easygoing talks that were a big part of Cannonball Adderley's live albums.

Sean likes to explain the back story with the tunes so there is something to think about that while the group is playing. When introducing "The Ungentrified Blues" he made light humor about neighborhoods that are losing their character as they're rebuilt. For the closing "BJ's Tune" he offered a song of hope and unity, and a plea to "forget all the things that separate us." The quartet rolled to a climax and when they finally got there, Jones still wasn't done. His obbligato included "Danny Boy" and "Amazing Grace." Mark Whitfield, Jr. (drums) and Ben Williams (bass) were a solid rhythm section while Jones' good friend and longtime collaborator Orrin Evans sounded stellar on the piano, especially when he smacked some low notes during "The Ungentrified Blues."



Public Service Announcement to future JazzLive attendees: Don't forget your sunblock or your sunglasses. And if you invest in a portable chair that you can tote easily, you won't regret it. Sitting on the curb, you don't know what you'll kind of view or shelter from the sun you'll get, or who will be sitting next to you. The roped off VIP sections are never that full. A lot of people groused to me about them, saying dollars could be spent better on tents or some kind of shelter from the sun for the regular folks.  SEE ADDENDUM

Linda May Han Oh started off Sunday afternoon on the 9th Street Stage with her quartet. The way she handled her instrument made her tower over it, even if it was a few inches taller than her. "Walk Against Wind" is the title track to her new album and it contains a few different movements, starting minor and snaky, where drummer Eric Doob recalled Paul Motian in his use of space. In my notes I wrote "What's going through her mind," during her out of tempo bass solo. It felt dramatic and really original, and then she shifted into the background so Ben Wendel could play a tenor solo that was gruff around the edges.  For the songs "Speech Impediment" and "Perpuzzle" Oh moved to bass guitar. 





It's kind of hard to imagine tenor saxophonist Chico Freeman as one of the "young lions" of the 1980s, along with Wynton Marsalis. His genes (his father was the astounding-but-under-the-radar tenor man Von Freeman) and his Chicago roots (he taught at the AACM and recorded in the Leaders with Lester Bowie) indicate that he's someone that respects the tradition but insists on pushing it forward. That's exactly what his Plus+tet did on Sunday at the Spirit Airlines Stage.

Freeman plays with a bold, rich tenor sound. "To Hear a Teardrop in the Rain" was a gentle waltz that could sound smooth  if it wasn't for the way he played a solo, tonguing the notes more often than merely slurring them together. Pianist Anthony Wonsey did the same thing during his solo, striking the keys and fragments of a line individually instead of smoothly constructing somthing. The approach gave the tune more edge. For "Soft Pedal Blues," the Plus+tet avoided the shouting blues designed to rile up a crowd. This rendition was slow, a little dirty and really soulful. Freeman's lines were spare but very heavy. "Blues for a Hot Summer Day" was more like it.

Vibraphonist Warren Wolf has become a reputable leader in his own right, but he served as the perfect foil to Freeman on the frontline. In some ways it evoked Freeman's work with the late vibist Bobby Hutcherson, who recorded "Crossing the Sudan," a 7/4 the Plus+tet played early in the set. Some vibes players use the double mallet approach, with two in each hand to help with harmonies. Wolf doesn't need that. He gets plenty of energy with one in each hand, especially when he's wailing over a minor vamp in 6/8.

Father's Day commitments kept me from seeing the Bad Plus, Tia Fuller, the Spanish Harlem Orchestra or Hudson (the new supergroup that's on the cover of the next issue of JazzTimes!!). But this was an extremely stellar set of acts. Hopefully the newfound sponsorship will grow and next year will be even bigger.


Addendum: After posting this, I heard back from Janis Burley Wilson, the director of Jazz Progams and Vice President of Strategic Partnership and Community Engagement at the Cultural Trust. The VIP seats are there for sponsorship, corporate and individuals that support the festival and - here's the thing to remember - keep it free. If that's what will allow us to see Linda May Han Oh, Chico Freeman and the Bad Plus in one afternoon, it's worth it.