Norma Winstone (vcl), Klaus Gesing (bs clt/sop), Glauco Venier (pno).
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Charles Lloyd (ten), Jason Moran (pno), Reuben Rogers (bs), Eric Harland (dms).
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I don't think I've heard Norma to such advantage. Her sound, her pitching, the timbre of the voice was as near to perfection as anything I've heard from her yet.
This wasn't happy music - it was dark and sombre, not like the blues, more related to a Gothic poet such as Keats or Shelley. The voice filled the vast chasm it created beautifully. Alongside, the bass clarinet added it's own portent of doom whilst the piano provided haunting support.
Even the popular song Everybody's Talkin' took on a completely new identity.
This really was something else.
During the interval the queue for the CD that provided the material - Stories Yet To Tell - stretched to the coast (a slight exageration I admit) and the trio happily signed copies until the bell went for Round Two.
After Norma's set and Piero Odorici's tenor playing last night, Charles Lloyd faced a bar that was almost impossibly high and in my eyes at least he failed to clear it.
The sound was pure but so it should be for a guy who plays so many long notes! Not that there was anything wrong with his playing but each number seemed to drag on for an eternity before anything happened.
I Fall In Love Too Easily was the exception. This was a masterpiece beginning soft and mellow building up to a frenetic climax from Lloyd before Moran took over and upped the tempo. Wow!
If only there had been more like it. As the night drew on I began looking at my watch more frequently mentally calculating whether I could catch the last set at The Spice.
In the end I decided to go for it.
Earlier, on the Freestage, I enjoyed listening to the Kairos 4Tet (pict right) in the company of the Good Doctor Nicola, The 'Pres' of Chile Claude and ex-pat Ben Gilbert.
Despite my reservations it was a good evening much appreciated by the crowd.
Why don't all jazz gigs pull such large numbers?
Lance.
1 comment :
But but but.. quality, not necessarily quantity. Jazz (don't you just love her?) is private, intimate, intelligent, personal dialogue between individual and 'her'. In a crowded room one can easily shut out everything and focus solely on that out of this world dialogue. I wish I was there.
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