Saturday started off with a bang with Myra Melord's Snowy Egret. With the authority of the master she is, she guided the band through a myriad of fascinating compositions, all the while punctuating the music with her brilliant playing. I enjoyed it most when she took it out, and there were occasionally Cecil Taylor-level flights of energy, but they didn't last as long as I would have liked. She's clearly capable of sustaining that comparison.
Most of the rest of the festival was taken up for me with the various programs associated with John Zorn. "Songs for Petra" featured vocalist Petra Haden (Charlie Haden's daughter) with a quartet featuring Julian Lage on guitar, performing torch songs composed by Zorn and Jesse Harris. Her voice was appealing enough, and Lage's guitar solo always had interest, but after a while it felt like... I don't know, a background group on Prairie Home Companion? Not to my taste.
The next show was more up my alley: Simulacrum, featuring the powerhouse trio of John Medeski on organ, Matt Hollenberg on guitar, and the amazing Kenny Grohowski on drums. Medeski has never played better than when he's performing Zorn's compositions in this context, and I gotta say: he sounded great. Grohowski was a revelation: easily one of the most dynamic, inventive drummers I've ever seen. He sailed through the hairpin twists and turns of the avant-death metal/organ trio jazz/Carl Stalling-style zaniness with expertise, inventiveness, and flair. The whole band was extremely powerful and unrelentingly tight. A true highlight of the festival.
I was prepared for the onslaught of Simulacrum, but I was totally unprepared for how viscerally exciting Annette Peacock was. (No pictures were allowed, so I just got a shot of her setup.) She came out almost wraith-like, appearing as if from the mist, and played in almost total darkness, just her voice and piano, and occasionally pre-programmed drum machine beats. I was not familiar with any of the songs she sang, but they were mostly in the vain of her earlier compositions as featured on the Marilyn Crispell trio record of her compositions... sparse, evocative, contemplative, utterly and deeply beautiful and moving. And her voice was, amazingly, stronger and purer than I've ever heard it. I was utterly flabbergasted by the time she finished, as she floated away in the dark to a sample of her voice crooning into nothingness.... really amazing.
So that was Saturday! Sunday was all Zorn all day, beginning with pianist Stephen Gosling playing Zorn compositions for solo piano. Gosling deftly executed these pieces (which as you'd expect were all over the place from manic abstract darting lines to Romantic etudes) with flair and artfulness.
The evening, and the whole festival, built up to an amazing climax, first with the New Masada Quartet: Roeder on bass, Julian Lage on guitar, Kenny Wollesen on drums (it really was drummer heaven!) and Zorn himself on alto sax. Hyperactive Ornette territory with fantastic playing from everyone. Zorn's alto work continues to pack a powerful punch. It was clearly his show; he dictated everything that happened, but at least he did so tastefully, with exciting material and brilliant musicians to execute his every whim.
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