The results of our recent poll to determine the most sought after FMP release (of those that we’d already received from the label) are in, and the outcome is quite clear: the Steve Lacy Quintet was out in front from the beginning, and never lost the lead. Follies by Lacy’s 1970s quintet is one of the summits of his intimidatingly large discography. Although it’s never been widely available, aficionados have long praised Follies as one of Lacy’s finest works. This recording captures this classic group  – Lacy, soprano; Steve Potts, alto; Kent Carter, bass; Oliver Johnson, drums; plus Lacy’s wife Irène Aebi on cello – on a great night, laying down definitive versions of these beautiful, surprising, and compelling tunes. For fans, this album is essential. For newcomers, it’s a good place to make the acquaintance of a master musician. (Hardcore FMP heads will note two of the four tracks on Follies were released on the mammoth Im Rückblick/In Retrospect box set last year.)

FYI: In a slight change of approach, the player above will allow you to hear two of the album’s four tracks.

We Are All Muslims

21 Dec
2011

BEN MUSLUMANIM (I’M A MUSLIM MAN)
GECE (THE NIGHT)
Okay Temiz + Johnny Dyani
Witchdoctor’s Son
Yonca Plak : 1976

JD, bass, piano, vocals; OT, drums, percussion; Saffet Gundeger, clarinet, violin; Gunnar Bergsten, baritone sax; Oguz (Durukan?), electric bass.

The woman across the hall is at it again. She’s shouting: “Death to the terrorists!” She’s shouting: “Death to the towelheads!” She’s shouting, but this isn’t her usual hateful tone. There’s a different note in her voice. A disturbing hint of jubilation.

She’s probably been up all night, waiting for the 24-hours news to go off the air. She used to be marginally saner but the past few years she’s become increasingly vitriolic and incoherent. “They’re coming to get you,” she shouts, in an ominous sing-song rhythm. “There’s no place to hide.”

We thumb through the vinyl for some music to drown out her rage. The first thing that catches our eye is this spellbinding collaboration between Okay Temiz and Johnny DyaniWitchdoctor’s Son. Recorded in Istanbul in the mid 1970s, it’s a beguiling and seamless mixture of eastern and western modes. The album has fallen through the cracks of history and been eclipsed by a different Dyani record with the exact same name. (Not to mention this one.) But if there’s only room for one Witchdoctor’s Son at the table, this is the fellow.

As soon as the woman registers the Middle Eastern tones, her howls grow louder. It sounds like she’s choking on her own bile. ”Shut that off!” she screams. “Soon they’ll cart you off too – you and your kind.” Then it hits us: she’s excited about the passage of the frightening new legislation that suspends the Bill of Rights for any American citizen suspected of terrorism.

As the piano groove of “Ben Muslumanim” rolls along, our minds turn to our Arab American friends. We recall that story about Denmark’s occupation during World War II. In solidarity with the Jews, as the story goes, the entire country wore Stars of David so that the Germans would have to arrest them all – or none of them. We wonder what sort of gestures might become necessary here.

We keep playing the record, repeating the shimmering and meditative “Gece” over and over. The song seems to have a calming effect on the woman. As night gives way to a tentative dawn, the apartment building is completely silent. With the early risers in mind, we step into the hallway and tape up a few helpful signs. Each of them indicating the direction of Mecca.

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PULSAR
Sam Rivers & the RivBea Orchestra
Trilogy [Edge]
Mosaic : 2011

SR, soprano sax; Jeff Rupert and Chris Charles, alto sax;  Charlie DeChant and David Pate, tenor sax; Brian Mackie, baritone sax; Tom Parmenter, Brian Scanlon, Mike Iapichino, and David Jones, trumpet;  Keith Oshiro, David Sheffield, and Steve Smith, trombone; Josh Parsons, trombone and tuba; Doug Mathews, bass; Rion Smith, drums.

Hot on the heels of our Tyshawn Sorey contest last week — more on which below, including winners! — we are thrilled to be able to offer another monster giveaway. This week’s prize is Mosaic’s 3-CD Select featuring all-new big band work from living legend Sam Rivers.

Wait: you weren’t aware that Rivers released three new discs worth of material earlier this year? Yeah, we didn’t see it on any year-end lists, either. Kind of snuck out there. You’d think that a triple album from Rivers might generate considerable attention. Perhaps it did, and we simply missed it. Anyway, enjoy a small taste via the player above; much of the set is in a similar stomping vein. Our sincere thanks to the fine folks at Mosaic for allowing us the chance to offer this splendid prize.

HOW THE CONTEST WORKS:
We are thinking of a number between 1 and 100. Put your guess in the comments of this post. One guess only and please try not to duplicate other selections; check through the comments before entering. Contest deadline: Midnight EST, Friday, Dec. 23rd. The person who nails our number — or comes closest — wins. Good luck!

HOW THE PREVIOUS CONTEST WENT DOWN:
We have our winners! Our random number generator came up with 24 for the site’s contest, and we’re happy to announce that Amy, of Irvine, California, is the big winner. Over at our Facebook page,  the machine dialed up 43, which, if we are reading the comments correctly, means Karl-Michael Schneider, of Dublin, came closest (with 44) [oops; so sorry, KMS -ed.], means that Christopher Carville, who guessed the very same, is the proud owner of a new copy of Oblique-I. Congratulations to both winners, and sincere thanks to all who entered!

 

Available together for the first time ever, THE COMPLETE DUOS is a must for any fan of creative, improvised music. Spanning the globe and various approaches to music making, it’s an embarrassment of riches. It features legendary bassist Peter Kowald playing with a wide range of important figures from America, Europe, and Japan, including: Diamanda Galas, Derek Bailey, Julius Hemphill, Evan Parker, Tom Cora, Jeanne Lee, Peter Brotzmann, Toshinoro Kondo, Andrew Cyrille – and many more!

This set contains all the duo performances that Kowald originally released across two CDs. It works beautifully as a Kowald mixtape, a unified album, and a primer of important musical trends.

“This valuable anthology offers pungent samples of some of the most startling and influential musicians of the late 20th Century, not the least the man providing the unifying link, Peter Kowald.” - All About Jazz

It’s an ideal sampler for any wanting to take a step into this kind of playing. The bassist has something different to impart to each of his partners, and in his unstinting generosity he has a lot to say about how to bring the best out of your colleagues in this kind of playing situation. So it’s a tutorial, a scrapbook, and many minutes of fine music.” - Richard Cook, The Wire

“The level of exchange he was able to achieve in this context remains extremely inspiring. Duos makes an excellent entry-level disc for the newcomer and a highly pleasurable addition to the free improvisation enthusiast’s collection.” - All Music Guide

FIFTEEN
Tyshawn Sorey
Oblique – 1
Pi Recordings : 2011

TS, drums; Loren Stillman, alto sax; Todd Neufeld, electric guitar; John Escreet, piano; Chris Tordini, bass.

It’s been a while since we’ve had a contest on the site, so this holiday season we’re doing two giveaways. We’re proud to kick things off by offering a brand new copy of one our favorite releases of the year: Tyshawn Sorey’s Oblique – I.

Tyshawn’s latest effort unleashes his formidable drumming abilities – previously heard with Steve Lehman, Fieldwork, and Steve Coleman – and combines them with his sophisticated compositions. We’ve selected the album highlight “Fifteen” to showcase the dynamic and nuanced band music that’s typical of Oblique – I. Scroll down to read our interview with Tyshawn about the process that led to this remarkable music.

Our thanks to the fine folks at Pi Recordings for providing this booty. Check out their current sale to pick up some of their other fine releases.

Tyshawn Sorey's Obliquity, with Loren Stillman, 2005. Photo: Peter Gannushkin.

HOW THE CONTEST WORKS:
We are thinking of a number between 1 and 100. Put your guess in the comments of this post. One guess only and please try not to duplicate other selections; check through the comments before entering. Contest deadline: Midnight EST, Friday, Dec. 16th. The person who nails our number — or comes closest — wins. Good luck!

THERE IS ALSO ANOTHER DEAL:
We are also giving away a copy Oblique – I over at our Facebook page. The only requirement there is that you “like” the page before entering. Same basic format, only a wider number range there: 1 to 200. Feel free to enter both! And just by the way, you can now like the D:O Facebook page without leaving the comfy confines of D:O.com; see at far right, under Like someone in love.

Destination: OUT: The music on Oblique – I is from a book of music you call 41 Compositions. How did these pieces come to be?

Tyshawn Sorey: Before I began working on this material, most of my compositions exercised more “traditional” methodologies related to so-called jazz form (AABA, a blues, etc.), and the improvisations took place only over these forms. Part of this was because I was enrolled at William Paterson University at the time, and many of my compositions were not performed because they were perceived to be “too difficult.” Because of the limits surrounding school ensemble rehearsal time, what was rehearsed was never given a chance to be played successfully. I then became very discouraged with composing and felt like giving it up completely; after all, I wasn’t totally interested in being a composer at the time; I thought of myself as mostly a drummer with these cute little jazz pieces. That music meant nothing to me at that time, and I felt that no one was going to pay much attention to the new music I was working on anyway. What was happening around me (outside of jazz school) was what I heard in my head, and NOT that other stuff I was composing. I needed to get more inside of myself, so to speak — first and foremost.

About nine months later, I met Anthony Braxton at multi-reedist/composer Andre Vida’s Child Reel Eyes recording session, after which we spent some time discussing our various musical interests. Braxton encouraged me to compose music that reflected the full breadth of my influences. At that time, I was already interested in the works by the New York School, Schoenberg, Boulez, Stockhausen, Xenakis, as well as Karnatic, Bulgarian, and West African music. Braxton gave me the inspiration to compose music that was truly mine and to explore an alternative harmonic language. I began integrating 12-tone principles, indeterminacy, variable form, multi-tiered time cycles, “blurred” downbeats/counterpoint, pitch avoidance principles (vertical structuring), and more elaborate approaches to form. Forty-one pieces have been composed to date.

How did you get this music off the ground?

TS: Let me mention a person who is of prime importance to this music – alto saxophonist Loren Stillman, who has been performing this music since the project’s inception. When I first got to know him, I thought, wow, here’s a saxophonist who not only wants to play challenging creative music, but also wants to put in the time to work on my stuff in the level that it deserves to be dealt with. The first performance of this music took place with Loren during my senior recital at William Paterson University, which went okay, but I realized that I needed to find more musicians who I felt could handle the musical material. In the beginning the bassist Carlo DeRosa and pianist Carl Maguire were instrumental in helping me develop this music. Later I worked regularly with the musicians on this CD: guitarist Todd Neufeld, pianist John Escreet, and bassist Chris Tordini, along with numerous others, including pianist Russ Lossing and saxophonist Pete Robbins. Not only could all these guys perform music with manifold levels of complexity, but, because they are so musical, the mistakes they made playing their parts turned out to be exactly what I wanted in the first place! We performed regularly at Zebulon Café Concert in Brooklyn from 2004 to 2006, where the music really took form.

You’ve often talked about the need for some level of indeterminacy in your performances. What are some of the ways that happens?

TS: At Zebulon, we took a sort of non-formal approach to the music, where we’d take all of these chances with the material. As a band, we’ve learned how make music happen together where “mistakes” transform the music into something greater and meaningful. These errors bring an energy to the music that could not have been achieved had all of the parts been played correctly from start to finish. And even though it may have seemed stressful on the bandstand, I’d like to think that we still had some fun and that we gave a strong program of music to people. We’d often present this music in one long set -– sometimes lasting over two hours -– where forms of the songs became variable. Sometimes we would even play two or more compositions simultaneously. I’m working on developing a cueing system for this, because I do favor this approach to the music more than how we do it now (which is to play a piece from beginning to end). This is a music that does not merely blur the lines between composition and improvisation; my eventual hope is to get rid of that line, completely. I’m wondering what that would sound like.

Günter "Baby" Sommer, 1979. Photo: Dagmar Gebers / FMP.

Günter "Baby" Sommer, 1979. Photo: Dagmar Gebers.

Looking for mind-scrambling new sounds? We guarantee this spellbinding combination of church organ and percussion is unlike anything you’ve heard. Recorded in a Berlin cathedral in 1981, brilliant classical organist Hans-Günther Wauer and world-class percussionist Günter “Baby” Sommer summon a series of cosmic drones, hypnotic soundscapes, and spiralling cascades of echoing notes.

This remarkable album evokes the outer rim of Kraturock, including vintage Tangerine Dream and Popol Vuh, while remaining simply sui generis.

He was always there. Like a trip to Liberty Island, a ride on the Cyclone, or a visit to the Frick Collection, there are things a New Yorker believes he should definitely get around to checking out, at some point. There would always be time to see Paul Motian at the Village Vanguard. After all, he was always there. His seeming ubiquity made news of his death hit all the harder. He won’t always be there? The fuck is that? Also: he was eighty?

Many extremely fine tributes have been written to celebrate the life and musical legacy of Motian; we cite a bunch below. It was as if the very ineffable qualities of his time-keeping forced attempts at coming to terms with just what he had wrought as a player and composer. Of course, “keeping time” was really the last thing he did. Instead, he limned time; he pushed it around; he avoided the subject altogether.

Fortunately, as we reviewed Motian’s extensive discography, it became apparent that by dint of his various bandmates (Bill Evans, Paul Bley, Keith Jarrett), associated label honchos (principally ECM’s Manfred Eicher and Winter & Winter’s Stefan Winter), and NY home base (Vanguard), his recorded output is almost unparalleled and remains widely available. We will crowd-source individual favorite albums (one of ours: Sound of Love) in the comments, and in place of any hard to find items here highlight some special bootleg performances.

YALLAH
Paul Motian Trio
Hamburg, 2008.02.23

PM, drums; Joe Lovano, tenor sax; Bill Frisell, guitar.

Motian’s outstanding band, and likely his most enduring sound. Three equal partners in melody, mood, in motion.

Here’s Ethan Iverson on Motian:

Without bass, Motian had room to become even more of a minimalist.  He always had a restrained yet full-blooded approach on ballads but now his out-of-time work could also be a line drawing.  As Frisell’s guitar resonated, Motian played a cymbal.  Then a bass drum. Then two snare attacks, followed by more silence.  In a blindfold test, only one of those notes was needed to recognize this drummer.

RUBY MY DEAR > OLIVIA’S DREAM
Paul Motian
Village Vanguard, NYC, 2010.08.28 (late set)

PM, drums; Mark Turner, Tony Malaby, tenor sax; Bill Frisell, guitar.

Iverson in his post also points out Motian’s many connections to the jazz canon. He was particularly attached to the Monk songbook. This performance of “Ruby, My Dear” features Turner and Malaby in a rare substitution for Lovano. Have your hankies ready.

Here’s saxophonist Jerome Sabbagh on Motian, via Peter Hum’s blog at the Ottawa Citizen:

Paul was a master in every way but perhaps most strikingly, he could suggest and imply things while not having to play them outright. He could evoke moods, tempos, feelings, with one or two brush strokes and maybe the sound of his hi-hats closing once. His knowledge of the music was so thorough, and his musical instinct so keen, that sometimes, it felt to me as if he was having a conversation with the past while shaping the present in a profoundly vital way. It never felt artificial, it’s just that he was hearing so much, that he was aware of the implications of everything everyone played on stage.

FIVE MILES TO WRENTHAM
Paul Motian Quintet
Bremen, 1983.11.17

PM, drums; Joe Lovano, Jim Pepper, tenor sax; Bill Frisell, guitar; Ed Schuller, bass.

Motian learned piano while with Keith Jarrett’s American Quartet, as a means toward composing. His songbook is filled with memorable lines, as befits the most melodic of drummers. One of our favorites is this song, a track that first appeared on a Soul Note album called The Story of Maryam, from about this time.

Here’s Hank Shteamer (himself a drummer) on Motian:

Listening to Paul Motian was, for me, remembering that jazz could really be—and not just in an aphoristic way—about constant surprise. Especially as a drummer, I relished the sense of bafflement his playing imparted. The logic behind what he was doing, the “Why?” of it was rarely clear to me. All I knew was that Motian never went on autopilot; he responded honestly, directly, instantaneously, at the risk of sounding obtuse, awkward, or, on the other end of things, at the risk of sounding utterly weightless. He was a ghost of a drummer, phantomizing the music. At his best, he seemed to bring everyone into this mindset, to slow down their metabolism, to resensitize and hypnotize them. Sitting there, inscrutable behind his ever-present sunglasses, he’d swing the watch in front of your eyes and you were entranced, even scared a little by the sensation of anti-gravity. He’d proceed up the route ahead of you, confiscating the road signs, and you were that much more attuned to each little signal.

RUBY MY DEAR
Paul Motian
Monk in Motian
JMT : 1988

PM, drums; Geri  Allen, piano; Joe Lovano, tenor sax; Bill Frisell, guitar.

Not a boot, but harder to find, still, and our first intro to Motian. The title, while a not-very-good pun, nevertheless suggests the way the history of the music harbored itself in Motian’s bloodstream.

Here’s pianist Dan Tepfer on Motian:

In the end, when I think of Paul, the first word that comes to me is ‘truth’. In his way of playing music, and generally in his way of being, with pretending not ever being an option, he exemplified truth. I think that’s why people couldn’t help loving him: truth cuts across all cultures and religions; we know it when we see it. To see such a consistent source of truth disappear from the world is hard to bear.

The second word that comes to me is “badass”.

Motian will always be there, thankfully. We can hear it, always. RIP Paul Motian.

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There are many more worthwhile tributes and essays on Motian, chief among them Ben Ratliff’s listening session with him from 2006. It formed the basis of the chapter on Motian in Ratliff’s book The Jazz Ear.

See also:
> Jon Wertheim, at Nextbop
> Ted Panken, at his blog
> Howard Mandel, at his blog
> Steve Futterman, at The New Yorker‘s Culture Desk
> Peter Hum, working overtime at Jazzblog.ca
> Photog John Rodgers, at NPR’s A Blog Supreme, reflects on his friendship with Motian
> WFMU’s Doug Schulkind devoted an hour-long show to Motian
> And on Doug’s selfsame Give the Drummer Radio stream, D:O did a 3-hour program of Motian’s music

Please let us know of any solid encomiums we missed, along with favorite Motian performances, in the comments.

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