Lakecia Benjamin proudly wears her John Coltrane/Pharoah Sanders influences on her golden leather jacketed sleeve. It’s what was the new thing 60 years ago but now remade for this century.
Her opening solo is an explosive statement of intent. There is no build-up, no subtlety; with the trio she is part of an avalanche of sound, climbing, searching, soaring, her long locks wrapped around her face and horn as she plays. Her music is rooted in the melancholy of the blues with a ferocious defiant refusal to accept the world as it is built on top. One of her songs turns into a rap “A shot rings out, A black man is down, IT’S NOT FOR ME.” She and Strickland face off, challenging each other to go louder, to bring more of it, whatever it might be. Benjamin is an energetic performer, there is no stillness to her; the trio take station at the edges of the small stage leaving room for her leaps and wanderings during the set.
She slows proceedings at one point for a duet with Curtis
on Amazing Grace, her solo pierces
the sky and follows that with a melancholic swoop back to earth. Up next, Jubilation is a return to the thunder
with Strickland’s drumming even mightier than what has gone before; after the
duet with Curtis, this is a duel with Strickland. Taylor is the anchor at the
back holding it all together as the theme turns up on the sax, no, it’s over
there on the piano, solos everywhere but great ensemble playing too.
I told her manager afterwards
to bring her to Newcastle. She said she’d look into it.
Deschanel
Gordon (piano) plus bass and drums
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