TONIGHT'S MUSICAL ACCOMPANIMENT
I'm slowly making my way through all the cheapies
(i.e. $2.50 apiece) I recently snagged.
I started out with
Tete Montoliu's "Tete a Tete", a 1992 release
by Steeplechase Productions of a February 1976
session. The liner notes tell me that "Tete's work is
based on the twin influences of
Art Tatum and
Bill Evans, but strongly spiced by harmonies
reflecting his national origins."
Tete's from Catalonia in Spain, and I'll agree with
those influences although (for some reason, perhaps
crass sentimentalistic nostalgia) I'm also detecting
a touch of
Vince Guaraldi tonight (although it's probably
nothing much more than Evans filtered through the
guy what composed the music for the Peanuts TV specials
of my long lost youth).
Particularly impressive is the final cut, a 20 minute
beastie called the "Catalan Suite," five traditional
Catalan songs woven into a nicely coherent whole.
Next up is percussionist
Stomu Yamash'ta's avant freakin' garde CD
Henze/Takemitsu/Maxwell Davies (1972, CD
remaster 1990), which
consists of a cut apiece by the aforementioned
composers.
In the second piece - "Seasons" by Takemitsu - we're
told that "the instruments are made of metal, except
the trombone, which is specially made of glass."
Most affecting, though, is the 17:12 final piece
played entirely on bells and metal surfaces.
Stomu's probably best known for his work with the
mid-1970s supergroup
Go.
Last is Mickey Hart's
Supralingua, a thematic followup to
At the Edge
(1990) and
Planet Drum
(1991), both of which had companion books that are
out of print but well worth snagging if you can find
them. Hart was (and always will be, for that matter)
a member of the Grateful Dead, and has always been fascinated by percussion
in all its musical shapes and forms. He was one of
those folks into world music before it became the
marketing category World Music.
Okay, I lied. I started out with yet another CD, a
David Allen Coe bootleg that's one of the most potty
mouthed such things I've ever had the pleasure to hear.
You know how most country tunes just insinuate doin'
the big ol' nasty? Well, Dave don't spare the
monosyllables.
Geez, I'd just returned from a two-hour sweatathon
at the gym topped off by a 30-minute, 800 calorie
sprint on the elliptic stairmaster thingamabob and
I almost died from laughing at the sumbitch.
Talk about inverting, er, perverting the traditional
C&W forms. Hey, he ain't G. G. Allin but as far as
I know he's still breathing.
The vino that co-sponsored this evening with the CDs
was a bottle of Marques del Puerto Rioja (1996, Spain) (yum)
along with a wee bit of a bottle of Roodeberg Red
Wine (South Africa, 1997) (a touch yummier).
Both were snagged in the sale racks at the Central
Market on Lamar in Austin, Texas.
posted by Steven Baum
8/15/2000 12:50:10 AM |
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