Monday, July 5, 2010
Voodoo Drums & Ghostly Horns
Not exactly a Fourth of July theme, but then I am writing at 40 minutes into the new day. After a wonderful day of cooking ribs and cleaning house, followed by eating ribs and drinking beer with friends, I am in the mood for something less wholesome and a lot less fattening.
Here it surely is. I've been listening to Birth and Rebirth, a duet album by drummer Max Roach and horn player and "philosopher" Anthony Braxton. Wow, does Braxton have spooky eyes. It is an odd meeting between the mainstream and the jet stream. It is pretty dry, overall, but good in the way that a dry martini is good. You can hear and appreciate everything these two jazz genies conjure up. Here is a sample:
If that is not enough to cut the fat in your bloodstream, try this one from one of my beloved Mal Waldron/Steve Lacy duets. It's sad romance, but pairs the emotion down to something not much more complicated than a beating heart and a sigh.
Sempre Amore is one of those albums that nobody but me seems to listen to. Well, suddenly I am in the mood for something a little richer, with the same mood. So here is a cut from my latest Sonny Criss acquisition. Would you ever have expected a brilliant jazz interpretation of this song? Criss, whose flag I have long been flying, managed to wield all his hard bop magic without ever losing the original sad mood of the Beatles' hit. God, but I love Sonny Criss.
Well, that's all for tonight. Pick up these recordings. That's an order.