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Patricia Barber, “Live –A Fortnight In
France” |
| [Blue Note Records 57821322] |
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September, 2005 |
Chameleon Brilliance
I
once had the great fortune of touring the
region of France known as the Dordogne, making
my way from idyllic small towns carved
centuries ago from the bends of the Dordogne
River and dotted with cliffs that once housed
prehistoric cave dwellers. One day we ventured
into the town of Collanges-La-Rouge, named
after its rich red sandstone buildings. There
we found a famed Michelin restaurant tucked
into a corner of the main plaza and sat down
to sample wine and local color. The first
course we were served was a basket filled with
local “saucisson”, or sausages, made from
different meats and local spices, served with
a local mustard and crusty bread. The
delicacy, spice, and flavors of those sausages
lingers in my memory to this day.
When I first heard Patricia Barber’s new disc,
Live-A Fortnight In France, I
immediately thought of those French sausages,
so many years later. Here was a musical
sampling of such brilliance, such complexity
and such color that it rivaled the sensory
uniqueness of those French meats and the
perfection of that culinary experience. Of
course, the fact that this recording is taken
from live performances of Barber and her trio
in three different theatres in France also
helped fuse that synapse connection in my
mind. The quality of this live recording is
astonishing and places the listener
beautifully within these majestic halls, with
a soundstage that is wide, deep, and tactile
in every loving respect. The image
dimensionality of this recording is very
accurate, making it seem as if you could walk
around the players. They are natural in
position and height, and surrounded by lots of
air and the ambience of each of these halls.
From the first, deep and wide bass notes of
Michael Arnopol’s acoustic bass to Barber’s
lithe, slinky vocals on the first cut,
“Gotcha,” Barber and her bandmates create a
cacophonous blend of jazz, blues, rock and
Eastern rhythms that captures the listener and
never lets up. The musicianship on this disc
is brilliant, with each member of this quartet
uncannily working in perfect unison with the
others to build an improvisational foundation
which leads into nooks and crannies, ending
with a shimmer of bells, minor chords and
tactile drumsticks. Barber’s talent as a
musician, composer and arranger is brilliantly
showcased on her take on the Beatles’ classic
“Norwegian Wood”, which begins with the
familiar verses and shimmering chords and then
suddenly veers into a creative amalgam of
blinding piano cords, deep sinuous bass lines
and fantastic pulsating Eastern and blues
rhythms. Just as I could have sat there in
Collanges-La-Rouge in that restaurant forever
savoring those flavors, I wish that this
improvisation on this Beatles tune could go on
forever, exploring all new musical directions
that Barber and her band summon with such
natural force and talent. The furious pace of
Eric Montzha’s percussion that concludes
“Norwegian Wood” is showcased throughout this
amazing disc, and the natural textures of the
wood, skin and metal of his kit really shines
on this live recording. Listen to the
differences between Montzha’s use of the outer
rims of his drums on “Crash,” and compare this
to his hand taps on his bongo set to start
“Gotcha.” Have a listen to his use of a hand
shaker as it adds color and metallic texture
to Barber’s sweetly sung ballad, “Dansons La
Gigue.”
The wonderful naturalness to this musical
companionship is highlighted on “Blue
Prelude,” a lovely duet between Barber and her
creative bass partner, Arnopol. I would urge
readers to use this creative gem to test their
system’s bass prowess, as Arnopol plunges deep
and sonorously, grabbing the blues by the tail
and acting as a perfect foil for Barber’s
woven deep, then high, vocals. It’s a
masterpiece of simple, musical divination.
Finally, don’t leave behind Barber’s cynical
take on “Pieces,” one of her favorite numbers
to play live in concerts. Here, the band
churns out a fascinating quilt of musical
fragments, from blues to stride jazz chords to
a touch of the psychedelic. Can’t help when
hearing this to think of Bush and Katrina and
the resultant tragedy currently displacing
thousands in our midst:
“In fragments and tatters, scattered all
over the road, each has the other but no piece
is a whole.
Little maps in their pockets, reflectors of
possibility the pieces pick themselves up dust
themselves off and start all over again.”
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Nelson Brill
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