Ben Flocks
Battle Mountain
****
The coastal magnificence between Santa Cruz and San Francisco is unlike anywhere else in the world. The roads twist and dip unexpectedly while winds can blow from any and every direction. Ben Flocks, a 24 year old saxophonist, hails from that Pacific paradise and his debut is a jovial mix of American musical styles well suited for a ride down Highway 1.
Guitarist Ari Chersky is an essential force on this disc, helping Flocks transmit the grooves in various ways. He hovers on album opener, "Battle Mountain," with a moody surf twang that grounds Flocks' rumbling horn and drummer Evan Hughes' riptide torrent. His sly six-string touches to a roadhouse rendition of "Gee Baby Ain't I Good To You?" add a modern feel, juxtaposed next to Flocks' Big Jay McNeely-esque honk. Keyboardist Sam Reider lends a pounding modernism to a soaring cover of Bob Dylan's "Don't Think Twice It's Alright," before switching over to the accordion for a zydeco-inflected stomp through Leadbelly's "Silver City Bound." Unexpected to say the least, but it works well with Flocks' confident tone conjuring Sonny Rollins' "St. Thomas" at a crawfish boil.
Flocks' original "Boardwalk Boogallo" maintains that hot-fun-in-the-summertime feel with an homage to Santa Cruz's seaside wonderland, no doubt wailing on his tenor with a sizable grin. Between the old-timey tunes and upbeat vibes, the band comes across as though they were booked for a school dance rather than a concert hall - and that's a good thing.
Ben Flocks @ DownBeat
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Friday, March 21, 2014
Blues Benefit for Max Bangwell - OC Weekly
With a name like "Max Bangwell" there are a few professions one might consider to be fate. Of those careers, "professional drummer" has the greatest longevity but also the most stringent requirement for wearing pants to work--usually. Bangwell opted for the path of becoming a local, blues drumming icon and he's been pretty successful at it. He's played with nearly every greased-up, revivalist rocker from Dana Point to Point Mugu but now, after 27 years in Southern California, he is in need of some help. Bangwell has been diagnosed with Stage 4 lung cancer. This Sunday, from 2pm to 7pm, more than 25 bands and musicians including the immortal Blasters and blues mainstay James Harman will bring the heat to Long Beach bar the Gaslamp to help raise funds for Bangwell's complicated financial situation and recovery.
How many musicians can boast having played with Weird Al Yankovic and Jerry Lee Lewis? Bangwell's credits are vast. He took up the drums as a teenager. A chance encounter with legendary bluesman Robert Lockwood Jr. in Cleveland determined his livelihood for the next 10 years. That gig introduced him to a world of blues legends and rock'n'roll parishioners. He packed up his Midwesterners kit and moved to Los Angeles in the mid 1980s where he settled in with a passionate upswing in rockabilly and blues culture.
In Los Angeles, he took up a wide range of musical pursuits, handling harmonica duties for Weird Al and helping to start the diverse but short-lived House of Blues record label. Around those projects, he kept a steady schedule playing famed joints like the Blue Café and Babe & Ricky's Inn.
Imposing blues vocalist and harmonica player James Harman had been a California transplant for more than a dozen years before he met Bangwell but their musical connection was effortless."He has an intuitiveness that makes him easy to play with," says Harman. "He's the kind of player who can jump in by the seat of his pants and follow whether he knows the song or not. He can read what you're doing and give you exactly what you're looking. That's a big factor in this racket."
An even bigger racket is the health care industry. Bangwell has been a lifelong smoker. Although he was eventually able to pin down health insurance it was not before he accrued an extensive set of bills for doctors, therapists and medication. Coupled with the inability to take on work behind the drums, Bangwell's finances have suffered immensely hence the overwhelming display of support. Every pompadour with an amp will hit the stage for Bangwell's afternoon benefit including Kid Ramos, Junior Watson and White Boy James & the Blues Express. It should make for a nice reunion and a helluva impromptu car show in the parking lot.
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Ambrose Akinmusire review - NYC Jazz Record
After a highly praised Blue Note debut, trumpeter
Ambrose Akinmusire has returned with an album that
maintains a kitchen-sink embrace of styles and
textures. He penned all but one of the tunes,
collaborating with a handful of vocalists and adding
the explosive guitarist Charles Altura. But with a few
exceptions, this is an unquestionably somber record.
The driving “Memo (g. learson)” features brisk
statements from tenor saxophonist Walter Smith III
and Altura while jagged “Bubbles (john william
sublett)” gives bassist Harish Raghavan ample space to
tangle with pianist Sam Harris’ rapid-fire phrases over
a hypnotic groundswell and drummer Justin Brown’s
skittering funk. Elsewhere, haunting textures creep
like fog. Vocalist Becca Stevens appears on her “Our
Basement (ed)”. The sparse arrangement deals in
silence with pulsating strings, heightening Stevens’
impassioned quaver. The same strings weave a nearly
Celtic palette for “The Beauty of Dissolving Portraits”,
allowing Akinmusire to sputter over a chamber group’s
long tones. Vocalist Theo Bleckmann continues that
misty backdrop, accompanied primarily by solo piano
on “Asiam (joan)”, his multi-tracked vocals spinning
spectral dust over the bare landscape.
“Rollcall for Those Absent” is Akinmusire’s most
direct social statement. The tune features him glacially
surveying on a Juno keyboard as a child recites the
names of recent high-profile, unarmed murder victims
like Amadou Diallo and Kendrec McDade. The
repeated invocation of the names Trayvon Martin and
Oscar Grant are particular reminders of the hostility
young black men like Akinmusire can face without
merit and without warning.
Not surprisingly, Akinmusire’s return exudes
confidence. He has a way with intervallic leaps that are
uniquely his and shows great patience in embracing
the more languid instincts of his pen, the same one that
seems to relish cryptic song titles. He can blow like
nobody’s business but seems more intent on
showcasing his way with emotion and instrumentation.
Kris Bowers review - NYC Jazz Record
Two and half years have passed since pianist Kris Bowers won
the Monk Piano Competition. Aside from the generous check he got, he was also
awarded a Concord Records recording contract. Now 24, Bowers did a lot of
learning about the piano and what he intended to do with his debut in that time
span. He popped up on Jay Z and Kanye West’s Watch the Throne and travelled the world with vocalist Jose James. The
result reflects those experiences, dishing out as much R&B as solo-oriented
jazz. One of the more unexpected influences however would be New Wave Briton
Joe Jackson.
Following the ambient chirps and swirling piano of the brief
album opener “Forever Spring,” Adam Agati’s jagged guitar introduces “Wake the
Neighbors.” Bowers springs in with a sound that all but begs for a cover of
Jackson’s 1982 radio staple “Steppin’ Out.” It’s a curious vibe and probably a
bit of a shock for a listener expecting renditions of “Blue Monk.” Unfortunately
for them, things only get more eclectic from there.
The most youthful and trendy gesture is naming a song after
a hashtag. “#TheProtestor,” driven by drummer Jamire Williams’ pinpoint funk,
pushes saxophonists Casey Benjamin and Kenneth Whalum III to work in tandem
over his pounding backbeat. Meanwhile, vocalist Julia Easterlin lays down a bed
of bouncy overdubs for her sensual outpouring on “Forget-Er” before bassist
Burniss Earl Travis II pulls the band out of the clouds for a minute with a
sparse but twisting line. “WonderLove,” evoking mid 70s Stevie Wonder, swirls
with headphone magic, a compelling vocal performance from Chris Turner and
another unbreakable beat from Williams. The saxophonists get a lot of grooving
and unexpected honks for such a radio-friendly gem. Jose James shows up to
close out the proceedings on the oscillating “Ways of Light,” bringing his
intricate facial hair and swoon-inducing croon to maximum seduction levels.
Bowers takes a spirited but all too short solo, full of straight-ahead
potential.
Kris Bowers @ NYC Jazz Record
Kyle Eastwood - OC Weekly
Bassist Kyle Eastwood grew up immersed in the world of jazz. The classic sounds of Miles Davis and John Coltrane filled his home as a child and his father, legendary actor Clint Eastwood, introduced him to many of the genre's greatest practitioners before he was old enough for middle school. Between breaks on a film scoring session, the younger Eastwood spoke with the Weekly about that path to becoming a globally-recognized commander of the upright and electric bass. He will be appearing with his band this Saturday at Spaghettini in Seal Beach.
OC Weekly (Sean J. O'Connell): When did you take up the bass?
Kyle Eastwood: The first time I picked up the bass was when I was 13 or 14. I was in high school. I had a lot of friends who were musicians and they were always looking for a bassist. I studied piano and a little guitar first but I knew mostly guitarists and horn players. Luckily it came naturally to me.
Did you gravitate to upright or electric first?
I started on electric. At 18 I switched to acoustic and I focused on that for a few years before I went back to electric. I like playing both. It's nice to get different sounds and different colors. I spent a few years just playing acoustic but then I missed the electric sometimes. I had to split my time on both instruments.
Who were your initial influences musically?
I was really into Paul Chambers, transcribing his bass lines and solos. I got slowly into the old school guys like Oscar Pettiford, Jimmy Blanton and Slam Stewart. When I first started playing I was learning Motown tunes so lots of James Jamerson. All the funk bass players. I listened to a lot of James Brown.
I did a master class with Ray Brown once. I got to see him record in the studio when he was working with my father on the Bird soundtrack. I was about 19 or 20 then and it was great. Ray and Monty Alexander were replacing the tracks behind some bootleg Charlie Parker recordings that someone had recorded from the audience.
You grew up in Carmel in Northern California. What was the jazz scene like for you growing up?
I grew up going to the Monterey Jazz Festival. I started going in the late 70s. The very first time I went I was about 9 or 10. The Count Basie big band was playing. That was the first time I remember going out with my father. We went around near the end of his set and watched from the side of the stage, close to where the drummer was. I was impressed by the power and swing and drive of that band. That's what got me interested in seeing live music.
As a kid, if I was travelling with my dad, we'd go to clubs on location like San Francisco or in LA or London. He took me to Ronnie Scotts once in 1979 or 1980. We went to hear Horace Silver. He'll go hear some music on a night off. I remember going to all the clubs like the Baked Potato and Dantes in LA. I definitely would not have gotten in if it wasn't for my dad.
You are one of your dad's most frequent scoring collaborators. What is it like working with him?
It's a lot of fun working with him. I grew up watching him work. I know what he likes and how he approaches making films. Some of the scores I've done myself. Sometimes he'll write a melody or a theme on the piano. He'll want to incorporate that into the score. It's good. He has distinct ideas of exactly what he wants but gives you creative freedom just to come up with something right.
Was there ever any desire to rebel against his tastes? Ever want to play in a punk band?
I did all kinds of music. I used to play electric bass with a couple of singers around LA. I played the Roxy, the Troubadour and the Whiskey. I played all those places when I was 21 or 22. I like all kinds of music but jazz has always been what I've been interested in.
Friday, March 07, 2014
GO:LA Redondo Beach Kite Festival - LA Weekly
Up, Up and Away
Few things in life are as satisfying as twisting a couple of sticks and a strip of fabric into a flying object. The thrill of sprinting like a goon while a trusty sidekick matches your pace from the other end of a string is unmatched - but the trick is finding enough open space to take flight. The most reliable place in Southern California to find strong winds and a suitable runway is by the ocean, so it makes sense that Redondo Beach is hosting its 40th annual Festival of the Kite today. Take part in the launching of a giant kite, try to win the award for "highest flying kite" or just find a little space to get airborne. Either way, remember: Tangling lines can be a great way to meet people.
Festival of the Kite @ LA Weekly
Few things in life are as satisfying as twisting a couple of sticks and a strip of fabric into a flying object. The thrill of sprinting like a goon while a trusty sidekick matches your pace from the other end of a string is unmatched - but the trick is finding enough open space to take flight. The most reliable place in Southern California to find strong winds and a suitable runway is by the ocean, so it makes sense that Redondo Beach is hosting its 40th annual Festival of the Kite today. Take part in the launching of a giant kite, try to win the award for "highest flying kite" or just find a little space to get airborne. Either way, remember: Tangling lines can be a great way to meet people.
Festival of the Kite @ LA Weekly
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