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Ali Jackson<br />
Wheelz Keep Rollin’<br />
BIGWENZEE MUSIC<br />
AAA<br />
Ali Jackson’s first studio release as a<br />
leader is a stylish hodgepodge—Latin<br />
here, straightahead swing there—loosely<br />
bound together by a refreshing,<br />
buoyant spirit. The slow, bluesy strut of<br />
the title track kicks off the album with flair. Jennifer Sannon’s punchy<br />
vocals and Jonathan Batiste’s dissonant Monk chunks, along with<br />
Jackson’s cogent second-line time, project a cool confidence. With a<br />
melody urgent and playful, the number lingers in the memory long past<br />
tuba man Vincent Gardner’s solo march into the distance.<br />
Jackson generally plays it simple on Wheelz. His musical personality is<br />
more restrained, humbler than on previous recordings. While his clear,<br />
declarative statements and straightforward grooves serve the music well<br />
much of the time, several moments cry out for more activity from the<br />
drums. For example, the uplifting “Spiritual,” ostensibly the album’s emotional<br />
climax, falls flat for want of more rhythmic energy.<br />
The recording is most engaging at its least predictable. The angular,<br />
Latin-tinged “I Gotchu” takes a striking turn after the final go-around of<br />
the head, modulating a central motif into a swinging coda, with trombone<br />
and muted trumpet floating on air. Accordingly, a musical high point for<br />
the New Orleans shake “Shimmy Pop” comes on an abrupt two-beat<br />
silence in the middle of the head, a moment at which Jackson’s abstinence<br />
is welcomed.<br />
—Eric Bishop<br />
Wheelz Keep Rollin’: Wheelz Keep Rollin’; Luscious; I Gotchu; Shimmy Pop; Especiale; I Got<br />
Got; Spiritual. (34:47)<br />
Personnel: Mike Rodriguez, trumpet; Vincent Gardner, trombone, tube (1, 4); Reginald Veal, bass,<br />
violin; Jonathan Batiste, piano; Ali Jackson, drums, tambourine, percussion; Jennifer Sannon,<br />
vocals (1, 5).<br />
Ordering info: alidrums.com<br />
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Al Di Meola<br />
World Sinfonia<br />
La Melodia: Live In Milano<br />
VALIANA<br />
AAA<br />
Guitarist Al Di Meola’s heart lays with<br />
World Sinfonia, the all-acoustic group<br />
that serves as a connection to his ethnic<br />
heritage and the various Spanish folk styles he loves. With Fausto<br />
Beccalossi on accordion and vocals, Peo Alfonsi on acoustic guitar and<br />
Gumbi Ortiz on cajon, this quartet plays with fire, passion and grace.<br />
A wonderful recording from a purely sonic angle, La Melodia is resonant<br />
and romantic. You can practically envision the group on stage and the<br />
audience’s closed eyes in mediation. The repertoire is imaginative, with<br />
material by Ennio Morricone and Di Meola coupled to New Tango missives<br />
from Astor Piazzolla and Italian vocalist Andrea Parodi. At times<br />
recalling a soundtrack to some foreign language film set in Sardinia, the<br />
music unfurls in lush, breathy cadences, with no one musician hogging the<br />
spotlight or outshining the others.<br />
Di Meola’s “Misterio,” “Infinite Desire” and “Mediterranean<br />
Sundance/Rio Ancho” feature his spicy, soaring fretboard work, and the<br />
group keeps easy pace, nailing the arrangements with flair. Ultimately, Di<br />
Meola is one cog in World Sinfonia. A team player, he disproves rumors<br />
of ego overload that have dogged the guitarist for years. —Ken Micallef<br />
La Melodia: Infinite Desire; Cafe; Cinema Paradiso; Misterio; Double Concerto; Turquoise;<br />
Umbras; Mediterranean Sundance/Rio Ancho; No Potho Reposare. (71:18)<br />
Personnel: Al Di Meola, Peo Alfonsi, guitar; Fausto Beccalossi, accordion, vocals; Gumbi Ortiz, cajon.<br />
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Ordering info: aldimeola.com<br />
BOOKS<br />
Academic Tries to<br />
Contextualize Zorn’s<br />
Downtown Noise<br />
by Eric Fine<br />
John Zorn has received the MacArthur Fellowship of $500,000,<br />
while also being disparaged by critics and lampooned on national<br />
television. For someone who works on the fringe, that’s an awful<br />
lot of noise. John Brackett’s John Zorn: Tradition And<br />
Transgression (Indiana University Press) digs deeply into the enigma<br />
of the avant-garde composer,<br />
concentrating on the elements<br />
that inspire Zorn apart from<br />
music.<br />
The section titled “From The<br />
Fantastic To The Dangerously<br />
Real: Reading John Zorn’s<br />
Artwork” looks at the sadomasochistic<br />
images of Japanese<br />
women that accompany Zorn’s<br />
albums with his bands Naked<br />
City and Painkiller. Brackett’s<br />
study of Japanese culture moves<br />
beyond Zorn and his music. It<br />
returns to draw parallels, but only<br />
after traversing much ground.<br />
Brackett, a music professor at the University of Utah, allocates<br />
considerable space to critics. These include feminists Andrea<br />
Dworkin and Catherine MacKinnon, whose writings about the<br />
impact of pornography on women received attention in the 1980s.<br />
French philosopher and novelist Georges Bataille provides the<br />
underpinning for Tradition And Transgression. Brackett’s dense<br />
style, however, badly articulates the relationship between<br />
Bataille’s concept of “base materialism” and Zorn’s interest in<br />
sadomasochism. Brackett also attributes the origins of compositions<br />
like “Osaka Bondage” from Naked City’s Torture Garden<br />
(1989) to “the sense of alienation and rejection [Zorn] experienced<br />
during his stays in Japan.” Had Brackett incorporated biographical<br />
information—such as the reason behind Zorn’s visits to<br />
Japan—or included an anecdote or quote, it would have made the<br />
commentary stronger and clearer.<br />
The chapter “Magick And Mysticism In Zorn’s Recent Work”<br />
discusses Zorn’s Gnostic-inspired music in the context of the<br />
Jewish Kabbalah tradition and British occultist Aleister Crowley.<br />
“Tradition, Gifts, And Zorn’s Musical Homages” establishes<br />
Zorn’s place in a broad “maverick tradition” of iconoclastic composers,<br />
musicians, filmmakers, artists and writers. Brackett creates<br />
an artistic niche for these folks (“the tradition of transgression”).<br />
“In this sense,” he writes, “the tradition of transgression is<br />
founded upon an apparent paradox: a tradition of practices and<br />
thought that zeroes in on and exploits the spaces or ‘blind spots’<br />
deemed impermissible, unacceptable, and unrecognizable (yet<br />
ultimately created) by traditional institutions of art.”<br />
Such passages show how much the book’s depth and density<br />
sacrifice narrative flow, and how Brackett’s analysis too often follows<br />
long digressions. Consequently, payoffs become anticlimactic.<br />
Brackett should have balanced his examination of Zorn’s ideas<br />
with more apt aspects of Zorn’s life. Art, after all, does not exist<br />
entirely in a vacuum.<br />
DB<br />
Ordering info: iupress.indiana.edu<br />
June 2009 DOWNBEAT 71