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TO MY FAMILY, WITH LOVE

Andrea Keller

Andrea Keller (Image supplied)

ARTICLE

Andrea Keller talks about her new album, Family Portraits, which she launches on Friday 24 May at The Salon, Melbourne Recital Centre

The lives of those who we have loved and lost return to us in fragments.

A photograph, a smell or a familiar location may bring to mind a parent or grandparent. Unconsciously we may pay homage in our sayings, our favourite recipes or our ways of behaving.

But can we recall the sound of their voices? And what if we never had the opportunity to hear the voices of those who have gone before?

When pianist and composer Andrea Keller remembers her father and the one grandparent she knew, she hears “the sounds of their voices in my head: the timbre, the pitch, certain pronunciations and sounds of words they repeatedly used”.

“It’s part of how I feel connected to them,” says Keller, who refers to her latest album, Family Portraits, as an aural family tree. It is a collection of 11 pieces dedicated to her ancestors and loved ones.

Without Voice is dedicated to Jan and Ruzena Werner, and Vladimir Keller, who she did not have the chance to meet. Keller says it conveys “a sense of absence” rather than regret: “I miss knowing what their voices sounded like.”

Andrea Keller’s parents, both World War II babies, escaped from former Czechoslovakia to Australia in 1968. As children they were forced to leave their homes with no more than 50kg per family, escaping camps and living in hiding. They both lost their fathers at young ages and knew little if anything about their families beyond parents and siblings.

“I grew up loving hearing their stories, but had a sense that there was so much about me entwined in the history of my ancestors that I knew nothing about, and so I felt large pieces of me were missing,” Keller recalls.

“As kids we weren’t allowed to visit Czechoslovakia because of the political situation and the fact that our parents had escaped. So I had no chance to meet the few living relatives I had over there. There were efforts at contact through gifts and photos sent in the mail, and broken, difficult and brief phone calls once a year. I was envious of my friends who had large extended families, with enormous support networks and opportunities for connecting with cousins and grandparents.

In 2002, after winning the inaugural Freedman Foundation Jazz Fellowship enabled her to live in Prague for six months, Keller met and had regular contact with her paternal grandmother, Zdenjka Kellerova.

“That was a really priceless experience for me. I loved simply hanging out with her at her flat. We had some trouble communicating, but that was half the fun! We both really cherished the opportunities to be together.”

Keller’s longing to know more about her heritage led her to ask her grandmother to share all she knew about her past.

But the idea of Family Portraits came much later, in February 2010, when Keller and husband Michael Meagher took their children to the Czech Republic to see Zdenjka Kellerova .

“At the time there were a lot of things that seemed to be telling us not to go, but somehow we made the trip happen. Fortune was truly smiling on us, because as we flew back home to Australia, my grandmother passed away in her sleep.

“Instantly I knew I wanted to write music that could somehow keep her spirit alive for my children and theirs. It saddened me to think that after the deaths of all of us who knew her, there would be no memory of her left in this world, bar a few unnamed photographs. The writing of the music is my small offering of gratitude to her and an acknowledgement of her contribution to my life.”

Liner notes on Family Portraits tell a little about the origin of each of the pieces, which are dedicated to Zdenjka, daughter Eve, father Erik, brother Peter, sons Jim and Luc, husband Michael, mother Rita, grandfather Jan and to the three grandparents never met. Paper Sandals, written for Keller’s mother, is as delicate as the footwear Rita Keller spent days constructing with cardboard, needle and thread after being deported to Germany.

Keller describes Belonging, written as part of a larger work entitled Place, as “a self portrait … that embodies my own sense of identity and belonging”.

Keller says her musical portraits are ethereal representations of the person or of a memory.

“In some pieces I focused on depicting a specific story and the music is … a musical representation of actual events, but in others it’s a mirror of the person’s general character — the qualities that define them to me. In others still, it’s more about my feelings towards the person. These pieces are generally an enormous mish-mash of emotions.”

The composer finds communicating through music “extremely freeing” and offering “an unending horizon of possibilities” limited only by her music vocabulary and skills, which she is always working to expand.

“I think I’m drawn to communicate through music because I don’t feel I’m that good at communicating with people through words and dialogue. I get a greater sense of satisfaction communicating through music. I have freedom to express myself however I wish and, yes, it seems more private because of the personal nature of musical language. People can draw their own conclusions based on their own experiences in life, and I like this element to it.

“In conversation I feel frustrated if I’m misunderstood, if someone has a contrary interpretation of what I’ve tried to express, but in music, I celebrate the different interpretations. My hope is to make people feel; feel something the music has given them an opportunity to experience; feel something they’d like to feel more of. The specifics aren’t that important to me.”

Asked how the recollection of love, humour and sadness is translated into music, Keller says that most of the time music and all art is expressing these sorts of emotions, which are imbued through the process of creation.

“I don’t know how to explain the translation except that it’s through intention. There is an element of magic and there are quite possibly involuntary effects, but most importantly there is the intention for expression.”

In Family Portraits, Keller performs solo, but uses a Boss RC50 loop station, Line 6 delay pedal and minimal preparations (temporary alterations) to the piano to broaden her musical palette.

“At times, the music I’m striving to create can’t be realised on an acoustic piano alone. With Incomparable (the tune I use the Line 6 delay pedal on), I had in my mind a sound from the piano that I could not find a way to make with my hands, feet and the acoustic instrument alone.

“I am drawn to texture in music, art and life. In the context of solo piano, texture has definite limits. So the use of the loop station was purely a way of reaching a musical vision I had in terms of playing ‘solo’.”

The mechanics of how Keller uses these devices may not be important to an audience or listeners to the album. At times she improvises over pre-composed lines that loop; at others loops are improvised from the start.

“I may just have a key centre, a general sequence of events preplanned, and perhaps a mood I’m aiming to convey. So in many ways the music can be unpredictable.”

The effect of listening to Family Portraits is unpredictable. It could take you anywhere, possibly on a journey that loops back into the lives of people you knew and those you have yet to discover. Privileged to be invited to share in Keller’s family, we may be drawn to explore our own family trees.

ROGER MITCHELL

Andrea Keller

Andrea Keller (Image supplied)

Andrea Keller’s album launch is at 7pm Friday 24 May at the Melbourne Recital Centre Salon

Family Portraits is released on Jazzhead Records

COLLIDER IN A NOVEL WORK

GIG PREVIEW: Saturday 25 August, 8pm, The Salon, Melbourne Recital Centre

Collider

Collider

Melbourne sextet Collider will tonight perform Solo in Red, a new work by Kynan Robinson which utilises words, music and images to explore the sparseness and fragility of Cormac McCarthy’s writing.

Collider — Robinson, Adam Simmons, Anita Hustas, Jason Bunn, Ronny Ferella and Andrea Keeble — was formed in 2006 to perform as part of the Adam Simmons
Retrospective and adds the texture of strings to brass, woodwind and drums.

Presented as part of the Melbourne Writers Festival, the work focuses on McCarthy’s novel Blood Meridian, but is also inspired by Suttree and The Border Trilogy.

Solo in Red has been described as “textured and dynamically complex” and “a hauntingly beautiful work”.

Robinson says, “McCarthy’s writing and the atmosphere he creates has a sparseness, detachment and tension and is always touched with a dry wit. He presents both the absolute beauty and absolute ugliness of existence, often within the same sentence.”

Tickets ($40, $30 concession) can be purchased online from the Melbourne Recital Centre.

The Age previewed Solo in Red in an article on 18 August, 2012.

And Miriam Zolin’s Jazz Planet did a couple of detailed interviews with Kynan Robinson and Melbourne Writers Festival Director Steve Grimwade


ROGER MITCHELL

ISN’T IT GRAND, NORWEGIAN BAND

REVIEW

Ausjazz blog picks some highlights from the 2012 Melbourne International Jazz Festival:

Haaken Mjasset Johansen with Motif

A festival highlight: Haaken Mjasset Johansen with Motif from Norway.

All up, Ausjazz went to all or part of 15 MIJF gigs this year. This is an attempt to pick out some highlights, though there will be posts about individual concerts when time permits. A few explanatory notes: First, I chose not to review the Opening Gala: The Way You Look Tonight or the final evening’s Dee Dee Bridgewater Sings, because those concerts were not my cup of tea. That is not any reflection on the musicians involved.

Second, for reasons beyond my control I could not make any gigs from Monday, June 4 to Wednesday, June 6 inclusive. Again, that had nothing to do with the calibre of the music on offer. Third, I did not make it to any of the master classes, though I have heard from many who did that these were definite highlights.

Of the concerts I attended, there were none that I did not enjoy — perhaps I am easily pleased, but I believe this festival followed the usual rule by delivering more delights than may have been anticipated upon first glance at the program. It was not too adventurous — certainly not as “out there” as recent years under the direction of Sophie Brous. I did miss that aspect. The most experimental outings were Peter Knight‘s Fish Boast of Fishing and Andrea Keller‘s work with Genevieve Lacey and Joe Talia — both at the Melbourne Recital Centre’s Salon and both involving Australian artists. From overseas, the Robert Glasper Experiment strayed from the conventional, as did the Norwegian quintet Motif, but the latter was the standout of these two for me.

Before I discuss highlights, it’s probably worth exploring the value or otherwise of reviews. Unlike reviews of opening night stage productions, with MIJF commentary there is in most cases no season ahead in which potential punters can decide to go or not go on the basis of what’s written. Most concerts are unrepeated or already sold out before reviews hit the airwaves, streets or online haunts. I see reviews as one way to build an archive or record of what a festival has succeeded in delivering. That record may provide some context to those who attended various concerts or merely arouse the interest of readers who may seek out that music in some form later, possibly even live if the artist or band returns.

So, in consecutive order by date rather than any (futile) rating, my highlights were as follows: I found Bernie McGann‘s quartet at Bennetts Lane on the opening Friday night deeply satisfying, not only because of McGann’s saxophone work, but because of what the other players in the band — Marc Hannaford, Phillip Rex and Dave Beck — contributed.

On the following night, at the same venue, Murphy’s Law impressed with Tamara Murphy‘s suite “Big Creatures Little Creatures”. At The Forum later that evening, the Jazzgroove Mothership Orchestra showed its class with visiting saxophonist Chris Potter, but the standouts for me were the Andy Fiddes composition Gathering Momentum, some trumpet excellence from Phil Slater in the third piece (the name of which I did not catch) and Potter’s darker sax in the encore Rumination. Later still, back at Bennetts Lane, the Eli Degibri Quartet from Israel had a smooth fluidity and swing that definitely had me wanting more, especially from the 16-year-old pianist Gadi Lehavri.

What can I say about McCoy Tyner‘s concert on Sunday in the Melbourne Town Hall? The only basis I have for comparing the pianist now with his illustrious past playing is via recordings, and on that basis he is not quite in that league now. And I think Jose James could not act as a substitute for Johnny Hartman. I enjoyed the outing, and I don’t see much point in comparisons when you have a chance to hear a musician of Tyner’s stature. But this was not a festival highlight for me.

By contrast, Terence Blanchard‘s quintet on Thursday at Melbourne Recital Centre was a real standout. It’s definitely no criticism of Rob Burke, Tony Gould, Tony Floyd and Nick Haywood, who opened this gig, but I did think as Blanchard’s band opened with Derrick’s Choice that a band with a local trumpeter such as Scott Tinkler or Phil Slater would have been ideal.

In the quintet’s set I would have been satisfied just to hear Fabian Almazan‘s contribution on piano, but Blanchard’s playing was inventive, fluid and piercingly penetrating, with sampled audio from Dr Cornel West and some echo among the special effects. Blanchard’s tone did not really dig into the guttural until shortly before the inevitable encore and his sound was not as fat as I’d expected. Brice Winston on tenor sax was superb in the Almazan piece Pet Step Sitter’s Theme.

In terms of musicianship, Renaud Garcia-Fons on bass with the Arcoluz Trio at the MRC on Friday night stood out. I’d regretted having to miss the solo bass gig at Bennetts Lane mid week, but in a way this trio concert was a vehicle for Garcia-Fons to show his amazing talents. On his five-stringed instrument Garcia-Fons uses a range of techniques with and without bow, recalling Barre Phillips‘ solo performance at Wangaratta Jazz last year, but it’s a totally different experience. I could only marvel at Garcia-Fons’s skill, but, by contrast with Phillips, his music lacked the tension and resolution (or lack of it) that is so compelling in jazz improvisation. Also, I would have liked to hear more from Kiko Rulz on flamenco guitar, who in brief bursts only whetted my appetite to hear more. I could not help but wish that Pascal Rollando on percussion would contribute more fire and inventiveness. That said, this concert was a highlight.

Even more so was Dr Lonnie Smith in his trio with Jonathan Kreisberg on guitar and Jamire Williams on drums at Bennetts Lane late on Friday. I love the Hammond B3 and Smith was enjoying every moment of his time on Tim Neal‘s beautiful instrument. This was a therapeutic experience and just what the Doctor ordered for me. Kreisberg’s playing was exciting and intense, and the organ was just a thrill and a joy to hear. The notes from a Hammond can be felt deep in the body and seem to free the spirit. I’ll be hanging out for Smith’s new album, Healer, due in a few weeks. But an album is not the same as being there and feeling the B3 vibrations at close quarters.

OK, I’m waxing too lyrical. On the second Saturday of the festival I made it to four gigs. Peter Knight and his ensemble’s Fish Boast of Fishing at the Salon, MRC, took me out of my comfort zone and into an emerging, growing, developing experience in which I felt there was a contradiction of sorts. There was definitely tension. There was complexity and coordination in the way sounds were produced, but when I closed my eyes the experience was of something organic, almost living and breathing. Perhaps that was the point.

Norwegian band Motif

Norwegian band Motif

Next came another real highlight for me and I would have missed it if I had not had a recommendation from ABC presenter Jessica Nicholas. The Norwegian outfit Motif was a standout. I always think European bands can be counted on to bring something significantly different to their music and Motif was no exception. This was intelligent, quirky and engrossing jazz, with extreme variations in dynamics and pretty well anything you could imagine. There was ferocity and solemnity. There was pandemonium and space. What a hoot! This was the night’s highlight. There was another great set to follow I’m sure. It was hard to leave.

But Tarbaby at the Comedy Theatre — with Oliver Lake on alto sax, Eric Revis on bass, Orrin Evans on piano and Nasheet Waits on drums — served up a set of take-no-prisoners hard-driving jazz. This was a top rhythm section that took me full circle back to the Bernie McGann concert at the festival’s start. Apart from Lake’s robust playing, what I loved most was Evans’s command of the piano in Paul Motian‘s Abacus. This set would have topped the night for me, but I still had Motif ringing in my consciousness and I wasn’t letting that go in a hurry.

I did queue up for a long, cold wait to hear some of the Robert Glasper Experiment, but it was too hi-tech for me. I just wanted to chill and listen to Glasper on piano, but the crowd at Bennetts Lane was all fired up. They probably had a highlight at this outing, but not me.

On Sunday, the final night, I caught the first set of Sandy Evans with Toby Hall and Lloyd Swanton. It was the perfect wind-down.

All in all, there was plenty to get excited about in the MIJF 2012. The crowds were out listening to live music and many venues seemed to be full.

Next year? Well, maybe a few more European bands and a little more experimentation. But, after all, there is the Melbourne Jazz Fringe Festival for that.

ROGER MITCHELL

QUITE A PROPER A WAY TO START A FESTIVAL

Review: Three Lanes — Genevieve Lacey recorders, Joe Talia Revox B77, electronics & percussion and Andrea Keller piano, The Salon, Melbourne Recital Centre, Friday, June 1 at 6pm for Melbourne International Jazz Festival 2012

Keller, Lacey, Talia

Three Lanes — Keller, Lacey, Talia

The Salon has an air of refinement or gentility about it, even when hosting musicians willing to push the boundaries a little. It seems quite a proper space, in which patrons sit quietly without much chatter, possibly absorbing the beautiful feel of the room. As Andrea Keller, Genevieve Lacey and Joe Talia filed in to present material from their album Three Lanes, the Melbourne International Jazz Festival opened with grace and dignity.

Andrea Keller

Andrea Keller

The trio played six pieces from the album before Keller took time to explain how the project grew from the gathering of the musicians and a wish to explore their talents, including Talia’s skill with anything electronic. As she said, the music is varied in its approach and “in the concepts behind it”. The brief Little Sweet Pea is a merry dance, whereas Between Six and Six employs simple patterns and pauses to build tension, topped with a squirt or two of attractive static.

In Nine Variations, Lacey delivered fine vibrato and Talia dragged on his thin recording tape to create surges and seemed to sample then play back Keller’s piano as if it was woozy or slightly drunk, and even discordant. Dial-twiddling sounds  Talia managed in Little Perisher, again produced by dragging the tape (I kept worrying it would break) worked surprisingly well with Lacey’s recorders.

Genevieve Lacey

Genevieve Lacey

Probably the most effective combination of tape, electronics and the other instruments came in On A Hill, which Keller explained was a “slightly composed” piece inspired by a workshop in which improvisation was compared to a cow bell ringing as a cow eats grass, in that there was no thinking involved and there were just responses or reactions occurring in the moment. It was an intriguing piece, with Talia creating busy sounds that did not prevent a peaceful feel from the slow piano and recorder.

Joe Talia works his magic.

Joe Talia works his magic.

During the playing of extra Collage pieces and Sweet Pea II, I felt that Talia was producing something like electronic versions of “prepared” piano and recorders, with sampled bits of Keller and Lacey’s playing reworked on the fly, but in a way similar to what Erik Griswold, for instance, does with a piano he prepares.

The evening finished, ironically, with an engrossing piece entitled Stay.

I’m not sure what the audience made of this combination, but I think it worked well. Throughout it was evident that Keller and Lacey were attentive to developments emerging as Talia worked his magic. And Keller’s presence on piano was often compelling.

ROGER MITCHELL 

SURFING IN THE SALON

GIG: Ananke plays the Salon, Melbourne Recital Centre, Saturday 10 December 2011, 7.30pm, $35 ($25)

Ananke

Ananke performs at La Mama Theatre in 2006 (Picture supplied)

Nick Tsiavos — Contrabass
Anthony Schulz — Piano accordion
Achilles Yiangoulli — six-string bouzouki

Tonight the three members of Ananke will mark the release of their eponymous sixth album with a performance at the MRC Salon. They have likened their playing to surfing, with each player waiting for the right wave and then negotiating pathways amid the turbulence while maintaining contact with each other.

Visit Ananke’s website for more information about this trio.

Here are some excerpts, in their own words, about the band:

“Ananke make music at the crossroads of many cultures, creating a new musical language that expresses the restless energy of the Mediterranean. From lands touched by tragedy and displacement comes the bittersweet sound of Ananke.

“Aria-award-winning musicians Achilles Yiangoulli and Anthony Schulz, with critically acclaimed bassist Nick Tsiavos continue on their explorations culminating in the release of their sixth CD, ‘Ananke’.

“The trio has always been an execution of a ‘leap of faith’ when creating this sound world. We discard the expected functional roles of our instruments and familiar musical structures, and instead, look for resonance and narratives within the moment.

“In a manner very similar to ‘surfing’, we three paddle out to sea then wait, bobbing up and down in the swell ‘til a suitable wave arrives — then, it gets complex. As the surge propels you along, you try to negotiate pathways for yourself while at the same time maintaining a dialogue of sorts with the other two. You continually search for moments of self expression, yet are always looking for ways to interact with and respond to the other members, and this is all happening while the ‘wave’ is surging under you, constantly changing direction and intensity.

“I suppose, when things are working, we get into a state some people call ‘flow’. There is no real conscious awareness in performance, but the sub conscious is working over time.

“And, at the end of the day, we three are all romantics and much of our aesthetic lies in the land of bittersweet.”

This concert will be something special.

ROGER MITCHELL

NORMA’S WAY WITH — AND WITHOUT — WORDS

Melbourne International Jazz Festival double bill, Melbourne Recital Centre, June 11, 2011
Kurt Rosenwinkel Standards Trio (not reviewed)
Norma Winstone with Klaus Gesing, Glauco Venier

The first set in this double bill was still showing on the small television screens in the MRC foyer when I arrived about 9pm. As I listened and watched the very poor quality video image, I decided this set would have been a trial. Kurt Rosenwinkel‘s trio seemed to playing without much variation and playing on and on. Then I heard a prominent musician in the foyer comment that this band ought not to be going on this long because “they’re not that good”. And, as patrons flooded into the foyer at set’s end, there were plenty who agreed that quantity was no substitute for quality. I decided it had been a good idea to take the call from Europe and arrive late.

Norma Winstone

Impressive: Norma Winstone

Now for the second set. Norma Winstone came highly recommended, and since this concert I have heard only positive feedback from those patrons I’ve met who heard the set. But I have had to respond that, while Winstone as a package with Gesing and Venier worked well, her vocals did not set the world on fire as far as I was concerned.

Let me digress. On John Mayall‘s fantastic drum-less album The Turning Point, a track called Room To Move featured Mayall making rhythmic, percussive sounds with his mouth close to the microphone. I always recall his words, on the recording, saying, “There’s a bit of chicka chicka on this one.” I loved that track. But that’s as far as my love affair with mouth percussion extended. Since then, I find myself reaching for the forward button when a vocalist moves into scat mode.

Norma Winstone

Straying into scat: Norma Winstone

That’s a personal foible, but, as I listened to Norma Winstone, it was her lyrics and singing of words that moved me more than her wordless contributions. Winstone began with a 13th century ballad, moving seamlessly into Hoy Nazam’s Cradle Song. Then came Giant’s Gentle Stride, dedicated to John Coltrane, in which Gesing’s soprano sax was exquisite with Winstone’s vocals. Gesing’s bass clarinet was so smooth to enter Just Sometimes, an Argentinian composition to which Winstone added moving lyrics. But in Everybody’s Talking At Me, Winstone introduced what I dub “voice gymnastics” — I remained to be convinced that it helped the song.

Klaus Gesing

Smooth entry: Klaus Gentry

Next, Gesing charmingly introduced Sound of Bells, based on a melody by French composer and pianist Erik Satie. It was very effective, and Winstone had great presence. In Rush, Gesing introduced some “popping” on bass clarinet, and Winstone indulged in more voice gymnastics. Winstone’s vocals in Among the Clouds called to mind Australia’s Gian Slater — and that is a compliment. This flowed into the Tom Waits song San Diego Serenade, which was my favourite of the set. Gesing initially played in a high register on the bass clarinet, before a great solo with some deep, raspy notes that were underscored with subtlety by Venier on piano. Winstone’s voice was agile in an exchange with Gesing on soprano sax, while the piano drummed beneath. This was a highlight, but I still wondered why there was a need for Winstone to stray into scat.

Glauco Venier

Subtlety: Glauco Venier

The encore was Slow Fox, in which Winstone’s lyrics told of a heartbreaking scene in which an elderly couple dance in the street.

Winstone and Gesing

Winstone and Gesing

I think Winstone was warmly appreciated by her audience, and it is silly for me to let my issue with “voice gymnastics” colour my appreciation of this vocalist. However, though I believe Winstone, Gesing and Venier are an ideal musical combination, the vocalist impressed but did not excite.

ROGER MITCHELL

THE MEADOWLANDS – LUKE HOWARD TRIO

The Meadowlands

Luke Howard Trio's The Meadowlands

CD REVIEW

4 stars

THIS trio’s inaugural album allows space for the lyrical, chrystalline beauty of the piano to shine forth. So sensitive is the accompaniment by Jonathan Zion (acoustic bass) and Daniel Farrugia (drums) to the clarity of Howard‘s playing that this could almost be a solo piano outing. It is not, of course.

In 12 pieces by Howard (FGHR, Michael Story Trio) and Zion, with Flametop Green by Daniel Lanois, bass and drums are integral to the piano’s intent, whether in the solemnity of Desertion or the free-flowing, almost rollicking Theme from an Untitled (and Possibly Foreign) Film.

Howard often conveys serenity and introspection. In Spring there is skipping energy and in the title track there is spare stillness. It’s time spent in another world.

Download: Desertion, NADP
CD launch: Oct 27, Melb. Recital Centre, 7pm

ROGER MITCHELL

THE ESCALATORS at Melbourne Recital Centre

GIG — July 30, 2010

DJ Element
DJ Element with the Escalators

Kynan Robinson (artistic director/composer) on trombone
Marc Hannaford on piano
Joe Talia on drums
Michael Meagher on bass
Lawrence Folvig on guitar
Pat Thiel on trumpet
DJ Element on turntables and samples

TOUGH day at work with a longer day to follow, cold Friday night, early concert at the Melbourne Recital Centre, but in the Salon, so the centre’s escalators were not necessary for access. Much more light in the room than when I last heard The Escalators live at Northcote Uniting Church in April, also on a Friday night. And this time DJ Element (Edryan Hakim) was veiled in an elegant, domed cubicle lightly clad with muslin, so that his movements — required to adjust some audio equipment at floor level — were less obvious. Though the domed structure seemed more appropriate to a wedding party than a DJ, I recalled how DJ Element’s busy activity had been a little distracting at Northcote.

The Escalators
The Escalators

It was a long set, running from shortly after 6.30pm until almost 8pm. The Escalators played the pieces from the album Wrapped In Plastic in order, beginning with Log Lady (about 25 minutes) and segueing into the brief Uncle Bob, then Blue Fire, James Boy On A Motorcycle, The Great Northern and the brief finale, Josie. Most, if not all, of these titles are references to filmmaker David Lynch’s Twin Peaks, though composer Robinson has said he did not mean the music to be specifically related to Lynch’s work. Rather, he “sought to imply concepts such as an investigation into normality as well as an application of dual narratives involving both the ideas of reality and fantasy into the sometimes beautiful, sometimes unsettling music played by the Escalators”.

To complete the scene, which was created by visual artists Kiron and Michelle Robinson (is there a Swiss family reference here?) and lighting designer Annabelle Warmington, images were projected on to a main screen above DJ Element’s enclosure, on to the surface of Talia’s kick drum and on to the right-hand side wall. These were repeated during the performance, so it was easy to catch them if you could see the screens. I always find that a passing glance at the images is enough for me, because it seems unnecessarily restrictive to try to relate an image or image sequence directly to the music, and I often want to close my eyes and just let myself become totally immersed in it. That also applies in situations in which I am not immediately aware of how a sound is being created. I’d rather not let my mind wander to wonder about that.

Lawrence Folvig
Lawrence Folvig

So, what was it like? Kynan’s description of “an investigation into normality” or his dual narratives involving reality and fantasy would not be how I’d put it, of course, but those ideas don’t jar with what I heard. I thought all sorts of things during the playing and I think that’s part of what it’s about. Log Lady is totally absorbing and it takes you on a journey that could easily be like a David Lynch film. The music creates a world that suggests strangeness and mystery, with the hint of events unfolding. I found that my awareness of each musician’s contributions shifted throughout, so that I would become aware of my awareness of Joe Talia’s amazingly even and unwavering rhythm for a while, then have my attention grabbed by a sharp burst from DJ Element, then notice the stillness of Hannaford at the piano, then a few notes from him, then a delicate intervention from Folvig on guitar.

Marc Hannaford
Marc Hannaford

I also noticed how I began to look for those brief and simple horn interventions, which added a sense of space and of reverence. I came to depend on them arriving and passing at intervals, and I thought about how easily the mind can be led into such expectations and carried along by patterns, even if the intervals between repeated themes are quite long.

DJ Element’s contributions were sharper and a little louder than in the album mix, but they always seemed to mesh with what the others played. I’m not sure where the samples were from, though possibly from Twin Peaks, but it did not seem to matter. I don’t think we were meant to look for some sort of hidden meaning in the snippets or in the glimpses of visual imagery. To me, the benefit of this Escalators concert lay in its ability to carry us away into our own landscapes of the mind, and its ability to free us from any requirement to find any specific meanings.

Escalators
Joe Talia and Kynan Robinson with The Escalators

I am not doing any sort of job here of describing the processes going on in terms of changes to rhythm, tempo, chord changes, dynamics or harmonies. But I don’t think that is needed. Each musician played their parts. I appreciated in particular the horn interventions, including some free work by Pat Thiel, the standout drum work by Joe Talia, the DJ obviously in his element, and Lawrence Folvig’s exquisitely delicate guitar work.

Was I wrapped in plastic? Well, I was rapt and the gig was fantastic.

To make it more like a review, I have to say that I did feel the compelling tension was lost a little during part of The Great Northern. Perhaps it was just me, or maybe the performance was a little long in one sitting.

I will be posting some more images from the concert.

ROGER MITCHELL

MELBOURNE INTERNATIONAL JAZZ FESTIVAL — DAY 6

FORUM ON IDENTITY AT THE WHEELER CENTRE

Paul Grabowsky was the consummate moderator for this discussion, which had in the panel Charles Lloyd, Martin Jackson, Theo Bleckmann and, at late notice, Gian Slater. It was a great success and I understand it was recorded for broadcast on the ABC. They covered a lot of ground, starting with how jazz is defined, how the local scene had changed, and the ways in which genres and demarcations in music are being broken down.

Charles Lloyd
Charles Lloyd

Lloyd related a story from Bernie Grundman, who masters Lloyd’s albums, about a friend who took a much younger girlfriend at Bennetts Beach. She came in to find him listening to Bill Evans and, surprised, commented: “You actually listen to music”. Lloyd said music was “healing” and could “change the molecules in the room”.

Theo Bleckmann
Theo Bleckmann looks for people who listen

Bleckmann asked the Wheeler Centre audience how many actually listened to music without doing anything else, and was surprised at how many hands went up. He was optimistic about how being part of the music scene, buying albums, going to gigs and talking about the music was valuable.

Lloyd called for wakefulness to avoid the sleepwalking that “is wanted by a certain society”.

Martin Jackson
Martin Jackson

Jackson said he was not pessimistic about the Melbourne sccene, only about state politicians. He thanked Sophie Brous for having done “a fantastic job with this festival” and, in a moving comment, recalled not having listened to any music for 3-4 days after his father died and splitting from a long-time partner. It was in Coltrane’s music that he eventually found solace.

These are only a few snippets from this forum. Forums are a great idea and there should be more of them. My only reservation in this instance was that Slater, who was given late notice that Allan Browne could not make it, and Bleckmann did not get a chance to say quite as much. Perhaps the number of panelists could be reduced, but probably it is just how things work out on the day.

Gian Slater
Gian Slater

DOUBLE BILL: JASON MORAN SOLO at BMW Edge

After the forum I hurried to BMW Edge for a short, but engrossing set by Jason Moran on piano. Opening with the words “This is a piano”, Moran let loose an assortment of sampled voices and sounds. This was clearly not going to be an ordinary piano recital. Among the words that flowed as Moran played were (I think) Edward VIII saying, “At long last I am able to say a few words of my own”, Nikita Khrushchev saying to Richard Nixon, “The time has passed when ideas scare us”, and Jelly Roll Morton saying, “Jazz is to be played sweet, soft, plenty rhythm. When you have plenty rhythm with your plenty swing, it becomes beautiful.”

In a piece written by or for Moran’s former teacher Jaki Byard, there were tempo changes, a ragtime melody, strong chords followed by dancing notes, varied dynamics, plosive outbursts and beautiful runs up and down the keyboard before a fragment of familiar melody. Moran changed the mood on a dime, so to speak. He then played in sync with a talking woman’s voice as she prattled about breaking down barriers between the art world and the general public. Magic, inventive stuff.

Moran seemed to improvise to electronic static in his penultimate piece, which gradually assumed a hymn-like feel. His clearly defined notes were unhurried, rich in resonance and simple, with some sharp, dissonant attacks. He turned up the volume on sampling in his final number.

As Moran would say in his forum appearance on Saturday, the rich jazz tradition from which he has emerged is important to him, but that still leaves him the freedom to appreciate excursions away from that tradition. His solo appearance bears that out.

Jason Moran
Jason Moran

AHMAD JAMAL at Melbourne Recital Centre

Unwisely I left at the break and dashed to the Recital Centre for Ahmad Jamal, but was too unsettled there. Switching concerts is almost always a mistake, I find, because it is hard to approach the new gig in anything but a rushed frame of mind.
Ahmad Jamal directs Herlin Riley and James Cammack
Ahmad Jamal directs Herlin Riley and James Cammack

Also, I had wanted to hear the second set at the Edge, so I was not as receptive to Ahmad Jamal’s quartet — James Cammack on bass, Manolo Badrena on percussion and Herlin Riley on drums (replacing Kenny Washington) — as I should have been. The music seemed too lush and splendiforous, the piano playing too expansive and lacking the space.

Herlin Riley and James Cammack
Herlin Riley and James Cammack

Also, I was forced to fend off Melbourne Recital Centre staff who thought I was filming video, and then (the last straw) I was asked to move out of the seat I had been told to sit in when I arrived. I left and returned to BMW Edge. An enduring image as I left was of Manolo Badrena surrounded by what seemed like a barricade of percussion devices, almost as though he was performing from a cage. In fact the ensemble seemed to have a lot of clutter on stage and that seemed to suit the extravagance and fussiness of their music. I longed for a piercing horn note or a single piano note to hang shimmering in the air.

Manolo Badrena
Manolo Badrena

So I left and returned to the Edge. That was a great gig.

DOUBLE BILL:
OEHLERS, HARLAND, GRABOWSKY, ROGERS at BMW Edge

Reuben Rogers, Eric Harland and Jamie Oehlers
Reuben Rogers, Eric Harland and Jamie Oehlers

Somehow it was easy to reconnect to this gig, despite missing the start of the set. My feeling is that as the set progressed there was gradually more integration between these four highly skilled players. Of course that is just an impression, but it felt for a while we were feeling lots of energy, but that Oehlers was a little more muted than usual and that Grabowsky was able to hold his own (again, there’s that competitive metaphor) against Rogers and Harland.

Reuben Rogers
Reuben Rogers

But later in the set Oehlers let go in a long solo and that seemed to establish his presence, so that this robust quartet was able to drive towards an engrossing finish that helped obliterate my abortive bid earlier to switch venues. I doubt that many left the Edge unsatisfied with the Double Bill.

Harland and Oehlers
Harland and Oehlers

THE CLAUDIA QUINTET at Bennetts Lane.

John Hollenbeck
John Hollenbeck

Chris Speed and Drew Gress
Chris Speed and Drew Gress

Matt Mitchell and Ted Reichman
Matt Mitchell and Ted Reichman

Drew Gress
Drew Gress

John Hollenbeck
John Hollenbeck

More details and pics to come.

MELBOURNE INTERNATIONAL JAZZ FESTIVAL — DAY 4

CHARLES LLOYD NEW QUARTET
AT MELBOURNE RECITAL CENTRE
ANDREA KELLER QUARTET OPENING

It’s always exciting to hear an artist perform if you have interviewed them, and I had spent an hour and a half on the phone to Charles Lloyd. So I was ready for this concert — just not ready enough to be early, so the usual parking scramble ensued.

Andrea Keller Quartet
Andrea Keller Quartet

The opening, all-too-short set was exactly what was needed. Keller aired some beautifully crafted and melodic compositions with the help of Ian Whitehurst on tenor sax, Eugene Ball on trumpet and Simon Barker on drums. There was plenty of space in these pieces, suiting the venue, and the piano held sway (why do I say it that way if music is not a contest?). The horns were aptly understated and Barker displayed his usual finesse.

I always think it is a significant loss when patrons don’t bother to turn up until the main event, so to speak. The local support bands are almost always excellent. And this opening set was enticingly bewitching, so that Keller’s mob of Aussies could have played on and we wouldn’t have been too upset … well, a little, perhaps.

Charles Lloyd New Quartet
Charles Lloyd New Quartet

On Day 5 of this festival, at the Australian Art Orchestra’s tribute to Miles Davis, a member of the audience from Adelaide enthused about the Charles Lloyd New Quartet concert. He said there was something special about the performance, that Lloyd “had an aura about him”.

Often in interviews Lloyd describes himself as “a dreamer”. “I’m born into the world, but I don’t really fit into it,” he says. And there is a sense that, as the title of the quartet’s first encore piece on Tuesday night suggested, he is just Passin’ Thru. Other pieces played — Prayer, Dream Weaver: Meditation, Requiem, Booker’s Garden, The Water is Wide and the closing Silvio Rodriguez composition Rabo De Nube (tail of a cloud) — all point to Lloyd’s head space, to where he’s at, so to speak.

As the notes of Prayer floated across the auditorium, serenity seemed to settle on those assembled. When Lloyd spoke, it with his characteristic grace and humility. “We are honoured to be here. We don’t understand the planet or how they’ve worked the game out, but we still want to play this music,” he said.

Lloyd Quartet
Charles Lloyd plays, Reuben Rogers listens

Lloyd’s playing, on tenor sax and alto flute, was sublime. He is obviously in the moment and being guided by what wells up within him as well as what Jason Moran on piano, Reuben Rogers on acoustic bass and Eric Harland on drums were bringing — and that was plenty. But Lloyd may play a little in the way he talks, which is to be open to ideas that flow in and be ready to follow. Occasionally he loses his way. How would I really know if that happens when he plays, but on one instance in one piece — perhaps Booker’s Garden — I did think it was beautiful, but was drifting around for a while rather than going anywhere.

Charles Lloyd New Quartet
Reuben Rogers

One thing I liked particularly was the spring in Lloyd’s step when he returned to play after solos by Moran (absolutely outstanding) and Rogers. It was great to feel the swing creep in so gently to the music and to note how little it took for Lloyd to almost imperceptibly introduce that tiny swing feel that transformed the music. Harland helped, of course. As Lloyd mentioned in his BMW Edge Masterclass, Tommy Dorsey is famous for saying “Nice guys are a dime a dozen. Give me a prick who swings.”

Jason Moran
Sound seeker: Lloyd listens, Jason Moran plays

Space is vital in music, and this quartet demonstrated that so well. A pause can say so much. It can create such expectation that it makes you will the music to continue and that gives energy and drive. This band was so great. They worked together so well, demonstrating that Lloyd being a few years more advanced in age was no impediment.

And they took us away to a higher plane for a sweet while. Rabo De Nube, Lloyd said in my interview, “translates as ‘I wish I could be the tail of a cloud and come down to wash away your tears.’”

They did.

[My thanks to intrepid music writer and broadcaster Jessica Nicholas for passing on the set list]