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Diana Krall<br />
Quiet Nights<br />
VERVE B0012433<br />
AAA 1 /2<br />
Jazzmob<br />
Flashback<br />
JAZZAWAY 042<br />
AAA<br />
This high-energy combo<br />
led by Norwegian alto<br />
saxophonist Jon Klette<br />
cuts against the grain of<br />
much of the country’s<br />
jazz scene by making its<br />
allegiance to American<br />
post-bop clear. In his<br />
liner notes, Klette insists that album title refers to<br />
the group revisiting some of its own tunes from<br />
the past, but it’s hard not to see its application to<br />
the band’s affinity for unabashed, hard-charging<br />
bop. Still, the frontline improvisations usually<br />
ditch any temporal fidelity to the ’50s and ’60s,<br />
nonchalantly making use of musical developments<br />
from the subsequent decades.<br />
Jazzmob’s fourth album was cut live at the<br />
Molde Jazz Festival in 2006, and the variation<br />
of the original material—most penned by<br />
Klette and tenor saxophonist Gisle Johansen—<br />
nicely represents the sextet’s stylistic focus.<br />
The title track blasts off at breakneck speed,<br />
palpably in thrall of classic bebop progressions<br />
and fearless displays of dexterity. But the<br />
You either love Diana<br />
Krall’s special gifts or<br />
you don’t. If you relish<br />
her small, dry<br />
voice and tiny range,<br />
you can hear the<br />
entire world in a word<br />
from her. Jazz singing<br />
has never been defined by the size of the vessel<br />
(Billie Holiday and Blossom Dearie defied that<br />
yardstick), or exhibitionism (which Lee Wiley<br />
and Etta Jones always skirted) of any kind. Krall<br />
isn’t a blues-based artist, but that’s never disqualified<br />
a singer, either.<br />
Krall has dialed all of her virtues down in this<br />
program of bossas and bossa treatments. She’s<br />
singing just above a whisper throughout. A<br />
word at the end of a phrase will be drawn out or<br />
staccato phrase will be leavened by a legato<br />
turn. On “I’ve Grown Accustomed To His<br />
Face,” she phrases it, “like breathing ouuuuut or<br />
breathing in.” This is where Krall channels her<br />
improvisation. It’s subtle and requires attentive<br />
listening. She falls into the trap of gender transposition<br />
on “The Boy From Ipanema,” which<br />
diminishes the song.<br />
Krall’s celebrated piano—so musical and<br />
right for her that even her harshest critics can’t<br />
carp about it—is sublimated, or doled out in parsimonious<br />
measures. A chorus<br />
of single-note filigree in “Too<br />
Marvelous For Words” is as<br />
much as Krall indulges in. A<br />
barely insistent set of chords<br />
underpins “You’re My Thrill,”<br />
which practically require a<br />
stethoscope to discern.<br />
Her great rhythm section is<br />
stalwart throughout. Anthony<br />
Wilson’s discreet guitar will<br />
periodically step forward and<br />
tastefully raise the ante. Jeff<br />
Hamilton, even at a low dynamic, can add a hint<br />
of kick on a ride cymbal, as on “Walk On By.”<br />
Claus Ogerman has provided luxurious<br />
orchestral arrangements that never call attention<br />
to themselves. They’re like large bodies of<br />
water: no beginning or end, just different<br />
degrees of rising and falling. Krall seems to be<br />
turned this way and that by the silky backgrounds,<br />
and if she can be faulted, it’s for a lack<br />
of authority as a singer and player. As nice as it<br />
is for an artist to be swaddled by surroundings, if<br />
your name is on the product, self-assertion is<br />
required.<br />
—Kirk Silsbee<br />
Quiet Nights: Where Or When; Too Marvelous For Words; I’ve<br />
Grown Accustomed To His Face; The Boy From Ipanema; Walk<br />
On By; You’re My Thrill; Este See Olhar; So Nice; Quiet Nights;<br />
Guess I’ll Hang My Tears Out To Dry; How Can You Mend A<br />
Broken Heart; Every Time We Say Goodbye. (55:02)<br />
Personnel: Diana Krall, piano, vocals; Anthony Wilson, guitar;<br />
John Clayton, bass; Jeff Hamilton, drums; Paulinho Da Costa,<br />
percussion; Claus Ogerman, arranger; orchestra.<br />
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»<br />
album improves when the<br />
combo allows some air into<br />
the performances.<br />
The brief “Major Walk,”<br />
which opens with a muscular<br />
bass solo by Per Zanussi,<br />
leaps from a sequence that<br />
had me thinking Weather<br />
Report into wild and woolly<br />
collective improvisation. It<br />
sets the stage for the intense<br />
“Crossbreed,” where electronics<br />
distort Klette’s ferocious<br />
alto solo and pianist Anders Aarum<br />
moves over to synthesizer, stoking the free-jazz<br />
momentum with pointillistic abstractions.<br />
“Segments Of Bird” provides some respite<br />
with its more moderate tempo, but Johansen’s<br />
intensity is unfaltering. The final cuts reflect a<br />
’70s fusion bent, but never at the expense of<br />
the swing groove meted out by drummer<br />
Andreas Bye.<br />
—Peter Margasak<br />
Flashback: Pathfinder; Don’t Mess With Miss 1; Flashback;<br />
Bass Interlude/Major Walk; Crossbreed; Segments Of Bird; Fifth<br />
Horizon; Just Like That. (47:11)<br />
Personnel: Jon Klette, alto saxophone, electronics; Gisle<br />
Johansen, tenor saxophone; Anders Aarum, keyboards; Kåre<br />
Nymark, trumpet; Per Zanussi, bass; Andreas Bye, drums.<br />
Mark Colby<br />
Reflections<br />
ORIGIN 82520<br />
AAA 1 /2<br />
Any jazzman who sees fit to record<br />
“Somewhere Over The Rainbow” is clearly of<br />
a romantic persuasion. But this track, though a<br />
nice trio feature, is less arresting than Chicago<br />
tenor saxophonist Mark Colby’s own<br />
“Reflections.” The title track alludes to David<br />
Raksin’s “Laura,” and elsewhere there are<br />
sprinklings culled from jazzlore of yore. “Myth<br />
Mary’s Blues” suggests a conflation of Sonny<br />
Rollins’ “Tenor Madness” and “Blue Seven,”<br />
and “Caroline’s Romp” has flavors from Joe<br />
Henderson’s “Recorda-Me.” Then there is<br />
Colby’s unabashed tribute to Stan Getz,<br />
“Desafinado,” a brave, or foolish, choice akin<br />
to exhuming “Take Five,” which the core<br />
group boosted by guitarist Mike Pinto give a<br />
springy retread, the shadow of Henderson beating<br />
out Getz during Colby’s outro.<br />
An unexpected inclusion, Ornette Coleman’s<br />
“Blues Connotation” gives notice that<br />
Colby can be more than the consummate<br />
craftsman; listen to his fearless final notes.<br />
The leader has fine support here. Jeremy<br />
Kahn kicks the CD off with a Bill Evans-like<br />
intro to “Close Enough For Love,” and his<br />
piano architecture is poised and reliable<br />
throughout. Colby’s larger ensemble experience<br />
is marked with a closing sextet cut with<br />
Phil Woods and Bob Lark, and props should go<br />
to Steve Weeder for a nice mixing job. No<br />
question Colby puts it all together with ears,<br />
technique, tone (nice vibrato) and timing, but<br />
the emotional pool he enters at the beginning of<br />
“Reflections” and Cole Porter’s “So In Love”<br />
hint at deeper reserves of feeling.<br />
—Michael Jackson<br />
Reflections: Close Enough For Love; Myth Mary’s Blues;<br />
Reflections; Desafinado; Like Someone In Love; Blues<br />
Connotation; So In Love; Caroline’s Romp; Somewhere Over<br />
The Rainbow; Squires Parlor. (56:32)<br />
Personnel: Mark Colby, tenor saxophone; Eric Hochberg, bass;<br />
Bob Rummage, drums; Jeremy Kahn (1, 3, 7, 8), Ron Perillo<br />
(10), piano; Mike Pinto, guitar (4, 6); Bob Lark, flugelhorn (10);<br />
Phil Woods, alto saxophone (10).<br />
» Ordering info: jazzaway.com<br />
» Ordering info: origin-records.com<br />
June 2009 DOWNBEAT 73