Pat Metheny Group - The Way Up
Bought this album a couple of days ago together with Brubeck plays Brubeck. A totally different experience. If hard-pressed to metaphorise, as I often am, I would describe this album as a souffle - certainly not brain food, but within its limitations it's masterfully done. I think the greatest achievement of The Way Up is how it manages to be sincerely romantic without overdoing it or become sleazy or cheesy.
The best bits, in my opinion - The section at the end of part one where the band really gets into a swing thing. The beginning of part one in all it's odd rock-ballad goodness. The re-statement of the theme in part 3 - delicate and then climactic, but always with admirable restraint given the subject material, which a lesser musician may have devolved into sloppy romantic dribble. I also personally like Lyle Mays' piano solo in part 2, although in other bits he does tend to drift into rather noodly new-age stuff.
Conclusion : It's brilliant stuff, very accessible but not inane. Only Pat Metheny could have done this.
Friday, October 26
Saturday, October 20
EDIT: I neglected to mention that the album mentioned below comes not with one, but two (!) liner essays, both written by Brubeck. The first has apparently passed into use in art and theatre schools as an introduction to improvisation, and the second is Brubeck gloating over this fact in a very smug tone.
Dave Brubeck - Brubeck Plays Brubeck
This solo piano album by Dave Brubeck is certainly interesting - not a perfect album by any means, but there's enough insight into the genius that is Brubeck to make it worthwhile.
Brubeck has often been needled by critics for trying - and failing - to be classical about jazz. I feel that these critics kind of miss the point - firstly, in Brubeck's own words in the liner notes of this album, there's nothing wrong with that: jazz was originally a hybrid music anyway. Secondly, I think they miss the partly tongue-in-cheek humour that characterises Brubeck's playing : he has no grandiose ideas about unifying the dual traditions of classical music and jazz; rather his oddly classical quotes and phrases have a sort of manic quality, a kind of fuck you to both his classically-trained past and the army of bud powell imitators surrounding him. Brubeck knew that jazz wasn't in the idiom but in the improvisation, and legitimately conjectured that he could play whatever the hell he wanted as long as he could swing. And he could swing the legs off a table.
That said, the album does have its weak moments. Brubeck's compositions are, I feel, rather overshadowed by his improvisational prowess. Some of the numbers feel a bit weak melody-wise. 'Walkin' Line' especially seems unsatisfying in the melody department, and other tracks do have their awkward bits where you can feel Brubeck's characteristic humour cracking a little. Despite this, however, the tunes 'In Your Own Sweet Way' and 'The Duke' have become jazz standards, the former covered by Miles Davis only a few months before.
These are just first impressions however. How the album ages, i guess we'll only know later.
adam
Dave Brubeck - Brubeck Plays Brubeck
This solo piano album by Dave Brubeck is certainly interesting - not a perfect album by any means, but there's enough insight into the genius that is Brubeck to make it worthwhile.
Brubeck has often been needled by critics for trying - and failing - to be classical about jazz. I feel that these critics kind of miss the point - firstly, in Brubeck's own words in the liner notes of this album, there's nothing wrong with that: jazz was originally a hybrid music anyway. Secondly, I think they miss the partly tongue-in-cheek humour that characterises Brubeck's playing : he has no grandiose ideas about unifying the dual traditions of classical music and jazz; rather his oddly classical quotes and phrases have a sort of manic quality, a kind of fuck you to both his classically-trained past and the army of bud powell imitators surrounding him. Brubeck knew that jazz wasn't in the idiom but in the improvisation, and legitimately conjectured that he could play whatever the hell he wanted as long as he could swing. And he could swing the legs off a table.
That said, the album does have its weak moments. Brubeck's compositions are, I feel, rather overshadowed by his improvisational prowess. Some of the numbers feel a bit weak melody-wise. 'Walkin' Line' especially seems unsatisfying in the melody department, and other tracks do have their awkward bits where you can feel Brubeck's characteristic humour cracking a little. Despite this, however, the tunes 'In Your Own Sweet Way' and 'The Duke' have become jazz standards, the former covered by Miles Davis only a few months before.
These are just first impressions however. How the album ages, i guess we'll only know later.
adam
Thursday, October 18
I've been listening to Coltrane's A Love Supreme recently. It's an album that took awhile to sink in but wow, did it sink in. I think the man may possibly be the only person who could single-handedly restore my faith in spirituality.
Compared to his later work, A Love Supreme seems tame but to dismiss it as emotionally lightweight is to miss the more subtle intensity that Coltrane displays : throughout the four-part suite the depth of his playing is breathtaking in its sustained power. Many critics have said that there is not a wasted note in the suite. Coltrane meant every note he played ; the fact that this album proved less of a skronk-fest than later attempts doesn't detract from his emotional sincerity - it just proves a different vehicle.
While Coltrane's later work tended to alienate his audience (and some of his band members) the members of his quartet seem to understand his approach perfectly on A Love Supreme. In particular, Elvin Jones' drumming on Resolution is almost inhumanly intense - straddling the sheets of percussive noise characteristic of the later free jazz drummers like Rashied Ali and the refined swing of bebop drummers, with hints of the elastic quality of the Bill Evans piano trio. Elvin Jones later left the quartet, at odds with Coltrane's musical direction - it is easy here to notice the tension between the earlier swing-based beat and the later pulse-based drumming. The album is quite possibly the pinnacle of Jones' and Coltrane's collaboration - as far as Jones was willing to go in terms of the avant-garde, and Coltrane's departure point.
I originally felt that the fourth part of the suite, Psalm, was a bit ponderous, the timpani a rather ostentatious addition - again, missing the point totally. Its slowness lends it weight that is sometimes lost on a casual listening. Psalm is almost painful to listen to, as if every phrase were purging you of some long-forgotten sin. I think that's what Coltrane's intent was. The suite is a magnificent monument to faith.
adam
Compared to his later work, A Love Supreme seems tame but to dismiss it as emotionally lightweight is to miss the more subtle intensity that Coltrane displays : throughout the four-part suite the depth of his playing is breathtaking in its sustained power. Many critics have said that there is not a wasted note in the suite. Coltrane meant every note he played ; the fact that this album proved less of a skronk-fest than later attempts doesn't detract from his emotional sincerity - it just proves a different vehicle.
While Coltrane's later work tended to alienate his audience (and some of his band members) the members of his quartet seem to understand his approach perfectly on A Love Supreme. In particular, Elvin Jones' drumming on Resolution is almost inhumanly intense - straddling the sheets of percussive noise characteristic of the later free jazz drummers like Rashied Ali and the refined swing of bebop drummers, with hints of the elastic quality of the Bill Evans piano trio. Elvin Jones later left the quartet, at odds with Coltrane's musical direction - it is easy here to notice the tension between the earlier swing-based beat and the later pulse-based drumming. The album is quite possibly the pinnacle of Jones' and Coltrane's collaboration - as far as Jones was willing to go in terms of the avant-garde, and Coltrane's departure point.
I originally felt that the fourth part of the suite, Psalm, was a bit ponderous, the timpani a rather ostentatious addition - again, missing the point totally. Its slowness lends it weight that is sometimes lost on a casual listening. Psalm is almost painful to listen to, as if every phrase were purging you of some long-forgotten sin. I think that's what Coltrane's intent was. The suite is a magnificent monument to faith.
adam
Friday, October 12
Breakfast at Tiffany's
You say that we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we're falling apart
You'll say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
But I know you just don't care
CHORUS:
And I said what about "Breakfast at Tiffany's?
She said, "I think I remember the film,
And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it."
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got."
I see you - the only one who knew me
And now your eyes see through me
I guess I was wrong
So what now? It's plain to see we're over,
And I hate when things are over -
When so much is left undone
You say that we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we're falling apart
You'll say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
But I know you just don't care
No common ground to start from
And we're falling apart
You'll say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
But I know you just don't care
CHORUS:
And I said what about "Breakfast at Tiffany's?
She said, "I think I remember the film,
And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it."
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got."
I see you - the only one who knew me
And now your eyes see through me
I guess I was wrong
So what now? It's plain to see we're over,
And I hate when things are over -
When so much is left undone
You say that we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we're falling apart
You'll say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
But I know you just don't care
Tuesday, October 9
So much angst. We're all mired in it; the exams are tearing us apart, from each other then from ourselves. I've noticed we all cling to each other more closely now, like we're holding on to our constituent atoms for each other. Holding together the places that we can't reach ourselves.
Got this from zhuoyi's blog: 50 things which make you happy. It's 12.32 am, i'm feeling fucked up, and pretty bored, so i guess i'll do it. In no particular order:
1. having friends to talk to. Especially now.
2. music.
3. TV. especially now... i guess we all need our brainless entertainment.
4. long walks
5. silence. I usually go without my headphones nowadays. There's plenty of time to listen to music at home. I feel like i'm missing out on too much if i encapsulate myself when i go out.
6. playing the guitar. Even when I don't know what to play, i guess it helps.
7. good food.
8. alcohol. G & Ts for the win. Getting drunk is pretty unpleasant though.
9. gaming. when i allow myself. I'm currently playing starcraft, trying to finish the campaign without cheating. 3 missions to go!
10. chatting with classmates when we get the time
11. making fun of rayner
12. making fun of rayner
13. chocolate
14. ice cream
15. poker with the boys. getting the stuffing kicked out of me.
16. my cat desdemona
17. the sound of birds in the morning
18. being inside when it rains outside
19. writing
20. books - mostly lit texts, but still awesome
21. the complete yes minister on dvd
22. a special person - feelings are boring; kissing is awesome.
23. new clothes
24. jam sessions with hyqel and xiumin and the juniors
25. teaching the juniors
26. the sound of a double bass
27. the new-album smell.
28. liner essays.
29. the sense of accomplishment you get after you finish restringing the bugger.
30. random doodlings of ominous coffee mugs and sinister saline drips.
31. writing my name in huge letters on worksheets in highlighter so it covers the entire first page
32. discussing music with people
33. writer's blog; even if we do fail occasionally.
34. blog-surfing. if i don't have a life, i invoke my right to live vicariously through others. pity all the people whose blogs i visit have no life either.
35. just sitting and thinking
36. a good joke. if possible at the expense of somebody uptight.
37. coco pops. breakfast of champions.
38. milk and bandung.
39. sashimi.
40. wondering about the future
41. wishing i could fly
42. cycling round the neighbourhood. racing down the hill at ~ mach 7. stunning pedestrians. they're called that for a reason, you know.
43. watching people dance lindy hop.
44. playing with thompson jazz band.
45. doing gigs with mark and debbo
46. indulging in nostalgia
47. a cheerful atmosphere
48. smiles
49. companionship
50. not being alone anymore.
sigh. i need some of that shit.
adam
Got this from zhuoyi's blog: 50 things which make you happy. It's 12.32 am, i'm feeling fucked up, and pretty bored, so i guess i'll do it. In no particular order:
1. having friends to talk to. Especially now.
2. music.
3. TV. especially now... i guess we all need our brainless entertainment.
4. long walks
5. silence. I usually go without my headphones nowadays. There's plenty of time to listen to music at home. I feel like i'm missing out on too much if i encapsulate myself when i go out.
6. playing the guitar. Even when I don't know what to play, i guess it helps.
7. good food.
8. alcohol. G & Ts for the win. Getting drunk is pretty unpleasant though.
9. gaming. when i allow myself. I'm currently playing starcraft, trying to finish the campaign without cheating. 3 missions to go!
10. chatting with classmates when we get the time
11. making fun of rayner
12. making fun of rayner
13. chocolate
14. ice cream
15. poker with the boys. getting the stuffing kicked out of me.
16. my cat desdemona
17. the sound of birds in the morning
18. being inside when it rains outside
19. writing
20. books - mostly lit texts, but still awesome
21. the complete yes minister on dvd
22. a special person - feelings are boring; kissing is awesome.
23. new clothes
24. jam sessions with hyqel and xiumin and the juniors
25. teaching the juniors
26. the sound of a double bass
27. the new-album smell.
28. liner essays.
29. the sense of accomplishment you get after you finish restringing the bugger.
30. random doodlings of ominous coffee mugs and sinister saline drips.
31. writing my name in huge letters on worksheets in highlighter so it covers the entire first page
32. discussing music with people
33. writer's blog; even if we do fail occasionally.
34. blog-surfing. if i don't have a life, i invoke my right to live vicariously through others. pity all the people whose blogs i visit have no life either.
35. just sitting and thinking
36. a good joke. if possible at the expense of somebody uptight.
37. coco pops. breakfast of champions.
38. milk and bandung.
39. sashimi.
40. wondering about the future
41. wishing i could fly
42. cycling round the neighbourhood. racing down the hill at ~ mach 7. stunning pedestrians. they're called that for a reason, you know.
43. watching people dance lindy hop.
44. playing with thompson jazz band.
45. doing gigs with mark and debbo
46. indulging in nostalgia
47. a cheerful atmosphere
48. smiles
49. companionship
50. not being alone anymore.
sigh. i need some of that shit.
adam
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