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35 YEARS IN ONE DAY

Scott Tinkler

Scott Tinkler

PICTORIAL RETROSPECTIVE

Melbourne Jazz Co-operative’s 35th Anniversary celebration, Sunday 28 January from 12.30pm to 8.30pm, Moreland City Band Hall, 16-22 Cross Street, Brunswick East

To celebrate its 35th Anniversary, the MJC held an eight-hour music feast featuring eight outstanding groups. This line-up for this big-arse Sunday equivalent (remember those?) was, I believe, put together by Eugene Ball. Let’s hear it for EB, because it was fantastically diverse music, not without its challenges for the listener – which is as it should be.

With excellent food available, a great community vibe, some penetrating (and often unanswered) questions for Martin Jackson from MC Ronny Ferella, and hours of music in a cool venue on a hot day, this celebration was a huge success. Kellie Jayne Chambers wasn’t there on the day, but also deserves plaudits for her work beforehand setting up the venue.

Here are some image galleries from the day’s performances.

12.30pm Andrea Keller’s Masters & Apprentices

I arrived late and caught only the last of this set. The mixing of experienced musicians with talented young players is great as a concept and in practice. As with all of Keller’s projects, this worked well and delivered quality musicianship.

1.30pm Scott Tinkler and Simon Barker

Ronny Ferella took the mic before the next set, asking Martin Jackson some tough questions about the MJC. Ferella said over many years the MJC had provided a safe zone to hear unsafe music. Jackson said some of the best gigs may have had the fewest people in the audience

Then Simon Barker and Scott Tinkler – the latter in his penultimate gig before going south to Bruny Island – held us spellbound. I loved the intensity, the attentiveness and responsiveness of this duo, the variations, the ease of their complementarity and the freedom of their improvisation. It was engrossing, dramatic and sustaining.

 

 

This post will continue with more images from this MJC celebration when time permits.

ROGER MITCHELL

Images © ausjazz.net

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SOLACE IN AN EMPTY GARDEN

Andrea Keller at the launch of Travellers.

Andrea Keller at the launch of Travellers.

REVIEW:

CD launch of Travellers by Keller/Murphy/Browne as part of the Melbourne Women’s International Jazz festival, Monday 7 December, 8.30pm at Bennetts Lane.

Monday at Bennetts Lane was always Allan Browne‘s night — a chance to muse on life and enjoy the gentle humour and poetic insights of this inspiring occupant of the drum kit.

Pianist Andrea Keller and bassist Tamara Murphy began playing in a trio with Allan on Monday nights in 2003, so it was entirely apposite for their last album together to be set afloat on this night of the week and in this festival that they shared so often.

But that did not help ease a lingering sense of sadness at Allan’s absence as Keller and Murphy, with resplendent help from Eugene Ball on trumpet, opened with Days of Wine and Roses (a track from the trio’s 2006 Carried by the Sun album) and via Keller’s distinctive Queen For Tea into Browne’s Broncoscopy.

The latter was tightly delivered and lots of fun, with shimmering horn, heaps of energy and a robust bass solo, yet I could not shrug off the feeling that the humour and philosophy was missing, the poetry silenced.

Yet Allan was always in the minds of these three close friends and colleagues, Keller recalling that the ballad of great beauty she wrote from a fragment of melody by Czech guitarist / composer David Doruzka — eventually named A Glimpse of the Past — was most likely to have been played in the trio’s first gig with the drummer.

My first highlight of the night came next in Murphy’s ballad A Call, A Whisper, which was entrancing. Not for the first time, after that, I wondered how musicians can switch mood, or change track, so suddenly when they closed the set only moments later with Monk’s Hackensack. I was still deeply immersed in the whisper.

Poetry did return in the second set, but before that came my second highlight with Keller’s All the Colours Grey, which was sublime and gripping, and close behind it the new album’s title track — Murphy’s Travellers.

Then Miriam Zolin, close to Browne and to improvised music, who penned some wondrous words to accompany the album, stood in for the absent Al in reading a Beverley George poem, Empty Garden, while the trio played. It was moving and effective, helping to ease the loss and fill the gap. For a few moments it was as if Al Browne was there again.

Browne’s Cyclosporin followed, before Keller spoke of celebrating “what Al gave us and what he shared with us”. The set closed with a composition of Murphy’s that was played at every one of the trio’s gigs. Announcing Lullaby, Keller said simply, “This is for Allan.”

Vale Allan Browne.

ROGER MITCHELL

 

 

EVERY FACE TELLS A STORY

Allan Browne

Attentive Allan Browne.

PICTORIAL UPDATE

MIJF Club Session at Bennetts Lane Jazz Club 7pm Monday 2 June: Allan Browne Quintet performs The Drunken Boat

I had not heard The Drunken Boat performed live, so it was great to hear this work “in the flesh”, played by an ensemble including the composers Geoff Hughes, Eugene Ball and Stella Browne. Scott McConnachie was on saxophone, but otherwise the line-up was as on the album released by Jazzhead.

Ball on trumpet and McConnachie were almost always hidden in the half light mid-stage, so as I listened to the varied moods of these fairly short pieces my focus was on the faces of the illuminated players — Nick Haywood on bass, Hughes on guitar, Stella Browne on vocals in the closing song and Allan Browne on drum kit.

Allan Browne was in fine form and said at set’s end that he did not have to make use of his “friend” the oxygen tank. I love watching Allan as he plays, the emotions written on his face like the poetry he loves and writes. His moments of exultation are unrestrained, his concentration there for all to see. The images below reflect this.

This concert was a compelling showcase of the composing talents of Hughes and Ball. Stella Browne’s vocals with Rimbaud’s words were indeed poetry.

ROGER MITCHELL

Geoff Hughes

A glimpse of Geoff Hughes.

Nick Haywood

Nick Haywood concentrates.

Allan Browne

Allan Browne loving it.

Allan Browne

Allan Browne listens.

Allan Browne

Allan Browne on fire!

Allan Browne

Allan Browne reflects … on Rimbaud?

Stella Browne

Stella Browne