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JOE MORRIS<br />
QUARTET,<br />
GRAFFITI IN TWO<br />
PARTS,<br />
ROGUE ART 39<br />
GRAFFITI - PART I / GRAFFITI<br />
- PART II / TAG. 69:59.<br />
Joe Morris (g, banjouke),<br />
Lowell Davidson (d,<br />
aluminum b), Malcolm<br />
Goldstein (vln), Lawrence D.<br />
“Butch” Morris (cnt). May 11,<br />
1985, Cambridge, MA.<br />
New Issues<br />
146 | CadenCe Magazine | april May June 2013<br />
O ne of the earliest examples of Morris on record, we<br />
find the guitarist/bassist here as part of a dazzlingly<br />
exploratory quartet with his improvisational mentor<br />
Lowell Davidson, the late great Butch Morris, and the<br />
criminally under-recorded violinist Goldstein. The long<br />
suite begins small and flinty, with Morris on banjouke<br />
and his delicate plectrism contrasting suggestively with<br />
Davidson's thuds in a way that somehow recalls Rogers<br />
Smith and Turner to me. Goldstein slashes away while<br />
Morris waits for the right moment to trace an emphatic<br />
shape into the texture of this music. The sound is balanced<br />
between such small gestures and big shapes in<br />
the sky, with Davidson's percussive voice the strongest<br />
here, as strings toil away, while Morris (represented the<br />
least fairly by the dodgy fidelity here) uses mutes to<br />
create spare but really effective commentary. While the<br />
long piece inevitably ranges a bit here and there, there<br />
are nice moments abounding: Davidson's all-sorts kit<br />
contrasts low bouncing sounds with bronzy trashcan<br />
cymbals, as long elegant cornet lines range on top,<br />
against shifting bed of scuttling insect strings; a long<br />
passage that merges a mewling, vaguely spectral drone<br />
with an industrial-organic grinding sound; or lyrical cornet<br />
and banjouke amid soft clouds of metal. Best of all is<br />
a lovely section deep in the second part where it sounds<br />
like gagaku court music, filled with strings like chimes<br />
and zithers, as Morris's valving creates an effect that's<br />
vocalic, like a recitation or something, before the piece<br />
moves into tart, pinched groans and a sudden spasm of<br />
noise. Not just valuable for historic purposes, this is fine<br />
music.<br />
Jason Bivins