
(Review by Peter Jones/ Photos
courtesy of Trevor Lever)
A
good-sized St Ives crowd gathered at the self-styled ‘last jazz club before New
York’ on Tuesday night. As Talinka took the stage, many were wondering how the
band would compare with Gilad Atzmon’s
other musical ventures. In fact, though, the brains behind this project belong
to his wife, the singer Tali Atzmon.
Looking
at the line-up of bass clarinet, viola da gamba, double bass and vocals, one
might predict a coalition of chaos. But one would be wrong. Very wrong. Talinka
have a strange yet distinctive musical style whose main feature is an intense
other-worldly melancholy, part middle-eastern, part Brazilian, part Berlin
cabaret, part Tom Waits.
A
good example of their style is Don’t
Explain, a bleak enough song when rendered by Billie Holiday, but now imbued
with an almost unbearable sadness and longing. Another is Gilad’s composition Four 2 Tango, also their opening number,
which sounds like someone trying to awake from an unpleasant dream. Or Duke’s In My Solitude, another one Billie used
to sing, here redolent of deep melancholy and world-weary resignation.
Wait,
come back – all this is a good thing: Talinka’s sadness is mixed with
much human warmth, and this gives the music terrific emotional depth, whilst
the unusual instrumentation lends familiar songs a whiff of the exotic. Tali
herself is a wonderful songwriter – I particularly enjoyed Every Now And Then, which could have been composed by Leonard
Cohen, and When You’re Gone, a bolero
with gorgeous minor/major modulations. And throughout, the joker, provocateur
and controversialist Gilad keeps up his usual banter with everyone in the room,
including his wife. Very entertaining and richly enjoyable.
Peter
Jones
1 comment :
Tonight's gig by Gilad with Paul Edis hasn't been cancelled but moved from Cluny to Ware Rooms, 16 Carliol Sq Newcastle.
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