You could be excused for believing it's yours truly who's returning, since it has been a while since I last blogged, but that's not what I had in mind.
A couple of weeks ago, IB bassist and major Pink Floyd fan "Gicken" wrote me and e-mail and asked me what I thought about David Gilmour's new album On an Island. Yes, it's Gilmour who is returning. On top of that, guitar great and nice guy Christian Saggese also wrote me an e-mail telling me that he thought Gilmour's album was fantastic, and what did I think about it? I had only heard the promo version of the title track, so even though I had gotten a bite out of this tasty dish, I was hungry for more. "Gicken" and Christian's e-mails helped wet my appetite.
I had planned to get On an Island the very day it was released, but just hadn't had the time to go to my regular record shop - yes, I know I am old fashioned - to get the album until Friday. When I came home and listened to it, I instantly recognized David Gilmour's ulta tasty note choices and his sound-to-die-for after only a couple of seconds into the first track, the instrumental "Castellorizon". This is what good guitar playing is made of!
But, on the other hand, the vocal tracks are a bit of a disappointment, I am sad to say. Sure, it does sound like old Pink Floyd ever so often, and by that I mean older Floyd, like pre-DSotM (that's Dark Side of the Moon for you non-Floyders). I can hear some Beatles influences and some Dylan in there too. But I am not really impressed. Considering it has been more than a decade since the last album Gilmour composed music for (Pink Floyd's The Division Bell from 1994) and considering it's 22 years since his last solo effort, I was expecting more from the man. I find the vocal compositions weak. There's no drive, no hooks, no strong melodies, no interesting changes, no surprises and nothing odd. To really enjoy an album, I need at least a couple of these ingedients - the more the better, but at least two - for me to be happy about an album.
On this album, I like Gilmour's lead guitar playing. No wonder, it's simply beautiful and once more do I understand why he is one of my favourite guitarists. I also like the production and the cover with it's elegant design. Unfortunately the cons outweigh the pros at this stage. But I will give this album more spins, and who knows, maybe I will change my mind.
I have to mention The Bad Plus. On March 9, they played a blinder at Jeriko. Really good guys to work with, nice people with a mission to give people good music. Wheather you want to call it jazz or not is up to you. I would call it jazz. But it's also good music, period. Before they arrived, their rider had caused quite a stir not only in my office, but also at the rental company. Now, this is an experienced rental company who have dealt with mega stars on many occasions, but in this case, they were slightly worried. Why? In one of the paragraphs in the rider it basically said that if we don't provide the drummer with this particular set of drums and these drum skins, "you will have no drummer". This is scary stuff. Sensing that we were worried, both tour manager Jonin and drummer David King put me at ease and explained that this paragraph was a joke. OK. The house was packed with a remarkably young audience who cheered for the excellent trio. Probably the best concert of the year so far.
I watched a documentary on Swedish keyboardist Mats Oberg earlier today. An amazing musician, Mats is able to fit into rock, jazz and folk contexts with surprising conviction and ease. After watching the hour-long documentary, one question remained with me, having seen and heard Mats Oberg waltz through at least a handful of bands playing some really hard-to-play parts: how can he remember it all? Check him out live if you can! I have yet to do so, but I can recommend any recording by Mats & Morgan.
Earlier this evening, to take my mind off correcting a term paper and several papers, I watched another documentary. Touch the Sound on another fabulous musician, percussionist Evelyn Glennie. Apart from being a wonderful percussionist with some interesting ideas, she tends to surround herself with interesting musical partners. No exception in this documentary, where you can hear her play on a rooftop with a wrecking ball and amazing drummer Horacio "El Negro" Hernandez (one of Jack Bruce's current drummers). Even more exciting was hearing her improvise in an abandoned factory with the one and only Fred Frith. Amazingly, Frith played some straight ahead guitar in a way I have never heard him play before. Oozing with lyricism and armed with an electric guitar, a Fender amp, a volume pedal and a Line 6 delay pedal, he really surprised me. Magic. Wouldn't this man be great for IB Expo 2006?
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The headline for this blog is taken from Robert Fripp's soundscape album A Blessing of Tears. This is may favourite soundscape CD on an emotional level. I find it very moving, with many seemingly reflecting lines full of dynamic expression. This goes for Returning I too, of course.
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