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NEW YORK @ NIGHT English percussionist Paul Lytton and New York-based “I hope you saw the aromas, smelled the colors!” trumpeter Nate Wooley have crafted a significant remarked emcee James Brown at the conclusion of a artistic language and performing relationship over the thought-provoking second set at The Jazz Gallery better part of a decade, working often as a duo and (Nov. 6th). Entering its third decade as one of the most adding a broad range of partners to the equation. On the progressive jazz clubs on the New York scene, the final night of a brief U.S. tour (Nov. 1st), the Lytton- venue was hosting saxophonist/flutist Henry Wooley Duo met up with alto saxophonist Chris Threadgill, pianist Vijay Iyer and drummer Dafnis Pitsiokos for a set of music at Brooklyn’s JACK. Lytton Prieto, a triumvirate of talents who helped build its approaches the kit like a painter or a scientist, with an reputation. Opening with a medley of Iyer’s “Sketch array of “selected and unselected” (to use sparring 20” and “Passage”, the first a moody bossa with sharp partner Paul Lovens’ term) cymbals, sticks, brushes, punctuations at the phrase ends enhanced by scraps and blocks. He can shove a band forward with Threadgill’s peppery alto saxophone, later by his the dynamic, rolling ass-kick of Art Blakey or compel effervescent alto flute, there was instantaneous with methodical movements, which are themselves simpatico amongst the musicians, a sense of mutual breathtaking. Wooley is, in this setting, something of a trust as they navigated each others’ complex straight man, eking out delicately withering yet crisp compositions. Prieto went to mallets for his “Nothing lines and eschewing amplification; both players were and Everything”, a grooving 6/8 piece only gradually jolted quite heavily by the excoriating sputter and arriving at the melody while Threadgill and Iyer nagging shouts of Pitsiokos’ alto, which, although at the deconstructed the form and pulse to suit their outset a bit over-played, eventually (un)settled into a imaginations. Threadgill’s plodding, hymn-like jagged three-way volley that actually could have easily “Where Coconuts Fall” was followed by Iyer’s “Cores”, gone for much longer. The evening began with visiting both numbers employing unusual rhythmic phrases Danish alto saxophonist Mia Dyberg in a fine duo with and featuring Threadgill’s sometimes suggestive, other trumpeter Herb Robertson (or trio, if you count late- times declarative horn statements, all propelled by running clarinetist Oscar Noriega). Both Dyberg and Prieto’s delicate but definitive polyrhythmic prowess. Robertson utilized a range of ancillary sound-making Two Threadgill numbers closed the set, the pushing devices and techniques, stretching into AACM/CMIF/ and pulling “Last Night” and the ballad “Sail”, whose BAG-inspired passages of deep conversation, playful poignant start wound down to a ruminative finish. chatter and bluesy storytelling. —Clifford Allen —Tom Greenland WNMUSIC.NET /DOWNTO N I K N H S A I U G N I N H A A N G R N E A T L E P A Paul Lytton @ JACK Henry Threadgill @ The Jazz Gallery SoHo is a place defined by its architecture. Despite the Was that a laptop computer on the hallowed Village preponderance of chain stores, such grotesqueries Vanguard stage (Nov. 3rd)? A sign of changing times, can’t totally eradicate the history of cast-iron façades, perhaps, but John Zorn’s Electric Masada didn’t seem vaulted ceilings, massive joists and exposed pipes that bothered by the iconoclastic implications: the musicians supported everything from garment factories to large- were far too busy having fun, if the ear-to-ear grins scale metal sculpture. Plumbing factored heavily into glued onto the faces of drummers Kenny Wollesen and Fluxus-rooted composer Yoshi Wada’s Earth Horns Joey Baron throughout the second set were any with Electronic Drone, presented by Issue Project Room indication. Bumped up by the ever-changing at the Emily Harvey Foundation (Nov. 5th-6th). percussive arsenal of Cyro Baptista, washed in the Bisecting a SoHo loft were two lengthy copper tube electronic soundscapes of Ikue Mori’s computer and constructions, played by Dan Peck and Sam Kulik, Jamie Saft’s Rhodes over Trevor Dunn’s thumping while Wada and Joe Moffett stuck to smaller cast-iron electric bass, the ensuing tumult was—dare I say it?— pipe horns (all made by Wada). Wada’s son, composer downright tribal, encouraging laughs and subdued Tashi Wada, played a reed organ and sine wave mayhem from the normally polite Vanguard audience. generators for a 70-minute version of the original Zorn was clearly in charge, cueing new sections with three-hour piece, which turned the smallish loft hand gestures to effect dramatic dynamic contrasts (downstairs from a space Wada once shared with (sudden lulls, ecstatic crescendos) on the turn of a fist. choreographer Simone Forti) into singing, undulating “Lilin”, a modal romp with Middle Eastern overtones, vibrations of metal, wood and air. The closest thing it featured guitarist Marc Ribot in a bluesy, post-Santana can be likened to is throat-singing Richard Serra vein. “Kakabel” (after a false start, Zorn quipped sculpture and it wasn’t hard to forget that musicians “New tune!” and kicked it off a second time) was and instruments were behind the gradual, modal gentler, enlivened by Baptista’s various rattles, shifts—it became atmospheric and indelibly tied to the whistles and wind effects. “Hath-Arob”, introduced as building itself, almost as though the water pipes, walls “an oldie but goodie”, had a Latin rhythm with heavier and floor beams were ‘playing’, occasionally skronking from Zorn on alto saxophone. “Karaim”, interspersed by sirens and rattle from the busy revealed another side of his musicality with an Broadway traffic outside. Decades removed from the extended solo full of tenderness and soul. “Yatzar”, the neighborhood’s artistic high water mark, one can still encore, included more tone painting by Mori and feel the buildings’ contribution to old SoHo. (CA) Baptista. (TG) 4 DECEMBER 2015 | THE NEW YORK CITY JAZZ RECORD A synonym for the word instrument is tool. And for It has been four decades since Irakere burst out of the those sitting up close, a solo performance can be an relative obscurity of Cuba on to the international music opportunity to see how sound is actually produced. scene, forever revolutionizing the sound of Latin jazz WHAT’S NEWS Most musicians hide behind their instruments but a with a unique fusion of contemporary and folkloric few work with a palpable physicality. And when musical elements juxtaposing modern electronics and The 2016 National Endowment for the Arts Jazz unconcerned with other players, they can exult in an traditional percussion instruments in a mélange of Masters have been announced: vibraphonist Gary empowerment that goes back to the first Neanderthal AfroCuban rhythms and jazz harmonies. Since then Burton and saxophonists Pharoah Sanders and Archie and his rock. Peter Evans’ solo trumpet concerts are founding member Chucho Valdés has emerged as one Shepp. Wendy Oxenhorn, head of the Jazz Foundation what propel him into the upper echelon of improvisers; of the world’s most vital musicians. Commemorating of America, will receive the 2016 A.B. Spellman NEA Jazz when Evan Parker, himself a soloing pioneer, gives his the 40th anniversary of the band that introduced U.S. Masters Award for Jazz Advocacy. For more information, imprimatur by releasing two of your solo albums on his audiences to Paquito D’Rivera and Arturo Sandoval, visit arts.gov. own label, you are doing something right. In the Valdés revitalized the brand, bringing a new group of The winner of the Thelonious Monk Institute expansive acoustical environment of Roulette fiery young Cuban players to Town Hall (Nov. 10th). International Jazz Vocals Competition has been (Nov. 4th), Evans played for 57 minutes without The tentet, with five rhythm players powering the announced: Jazzmeia Horn was named First Place interruption—and for someone with his circular incendiary three trumpet-two saxophone horn section, Winner and Second and Third Place went to Veronica breathing ability that is not hyperbole. Improvisation is featured members of the pianist’s Afro Cuban Jazz Swift and Vuyolwethu Sotashe, respectively. For more often derided as ‘winging it’ but there was not a sound Messengers, including vocalist/batá drummer Dreiser information, visit monkinstitute.org. And the winner of the that Evans produced, whether a series of electrical Durruthy Bombalé. He began the proceedings with a 4th Annual Sarah Vaughan International Vocal blips, crisp notes opening like budding flowers or an ritualistic chant, which segued into the customary Competition was also announced: Arianna Neikrug was approximation of a steel drummer in the subway, which Irakere concert opener “Juana 1600”, showcasing the named First Place Winner and Second and Third Place was not deliberate and strenuously created. Everything serpentine unison horn lines that were the group’s went to Angela Hagenbach and Nicole Zuraitis, was about distance: how far fingers were above the hallmark. The program mixed Irakere classics “Misa respectively. For more information, visit njpac.org. keys or lips from the mouthpiece; how near or far (or Negra” and “Estela va a Estallar” with newer Valdes’ inside) the bell of the trumpet was to the microphone; Afro Cuban Messenger songbook pieces “Abdel”, Blue Note Records has announced the release of Detroit even the use of the third valve slide. It was a personal “Caridad Amaro” and “Las Dos Caras”. Guest vocalist Jazz City, a compilation album of tracks by Motor City narrative in a language of slurs, groans, squeals, Roberta Gambarini joined in on the classic bolero “Que artists on the label’s roster (both past and present), the squeaks, flutters, burps and gasps.