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Riccardo Fassi New York<br />

Pocket Orchestra<br />

Sitting In A Song<br />

Alice Records<br />

HHHH<br />

Michael Bisio/Matthew<br />

Shipp Duo<br />

Floating Ice<br />

Relative Pitch 1005<br />

HHHH<br />

Matthew Shipp has an interest in the sweet<br />

science of boxing, and it doesn’t surprise<br />

given his knuckle-dusting duck ’n’ dive pianism.<br />

He’s partial to the pugilist’s braggadocio,<br />

but like Muhammad Ali, the posturing is<br />

just that, an attempt to draw attention to his<br />

talent. Shipp’s music is speedball attack and<br />

shadow boxing.<br />

“Holographic Rag” has Shipp taking fairly<br />

wild and unpredictable swings, and it starts<br />

punch-drunk. Bassist Michael Bisio spars<br />

leaning forward, absorbing the hits but moving<br />

around the ring, gloves tight. The pianist has<br />

such kaleidoscopic range and feverish intensity,<br />

it’s as if this could be his last bout, his last<br />

chance as a contender, and he’s determined to<br />

KO or be KO’d. Bisio’s rampant energy stokes<br />

this. Just before the nine-minute mark on<br />

“Holographic Rag,” both musicians’ parallel<br />

universes collide as if one were striding atop<br />

the other’s Lonsdale boots.<br />

“Decay” is more intriguing from the out-<br />

“The Hawk,” a tune from keyboardist Riccardo<br />

Fassi’s Sitting In A Song, toys with a dub reggae<br />

groove. Bassist Essiet Essiet plucks a stuttering<br />

line; drummer Antonio Sanchez fires<br />

rim shots; Fassi’s buttery Rhodes emits staccato<br />

chords; and the horns—trumpeter Alex<br />

Sipiagin, trombonist Andy Hunter, alto saxophonist<br />

Dave Binney and baritone saxophonist<br />

Gary Smulyan—deal an idea that nods to Bob<br />

Marley’s “Lively Up Yourself.” And yet “The<br />

Hawk” never touches down in Trenchtown;<br />

from Essiet’s rubbery solo bass digression to<br />

a passage that sees Hunter and Sipiagin improvising<br />

simultaneously, the piece never succumbs<br />

to formula, or tradition. The same could<br />

be said of Sitting In A Song; the album positions<br />

familiar elements—jazz harmony, twisting<br />

melodies, swing—in ways that feel fresh.<br />

A lifelong resident of Italy, Fassi wrote the<br />

pieces on Sitting with the members of his<br />

“New York Pocket Orchestra” in mind. In<br />

2009, after working the music out at the 55<br />

Bar in Manhattan, Fassi and his associates<br />

ventured out to a Brooklyn studio, where the<br />

disc was brought to life.<br />

The most acrobatic song of the set,<br />

“Random Sequencer” places spiraling, harmonica-like<br />

horn harmonies over crunchy<br />

Rhodes riffs and a metronomic rhythm.<br />

“Seven Loops” snakes unpredictable brassand-alto-sax<br />

lines around dense bass-andbari-sax<br />

chattering in anticipation of smart,<br />

questing solos from Sipiagin and Binney.<br />

And “Twelve Mirrors” uncages Smulyan over<br />

Sanchez’s steady time and Essiet’s walking,<br />

but only after the full ensemble has successfully<br />

navigated a series of complex, lurching<br />

figures.<br />

Fassi is a dynamic player, too. His shining<br />

moment as pianist is the gorgeous title track, a<br />

solo performance that leaves the listener wondering<br />

how much was written out and how<br />

much was simply waiting to be discovered. <br />

<br />

—Brad Farberman<br />

Sitting In A Song: Random Sequencer; Twelve Mirrors; The<br />

Hawk; Seven Loops; Sitting In A Song; Summer’s Solstice; Shuffle<br />

Bone; Moving Line; Berlin; Dionysia. (72:06)<br />

Personnel: Riccardo Fassi, piano, Rhodes piano; Alex Sipiagin,<br />

trumpet, flugelhorn; Dave Binney, alto saxophone; Gary Smulyan,<br />

baritone saxophone; Andy Hunter, trombone; Essiet Essiet, bass;<br />

Antonio Sanchez, drums.<br />

Ordering info: alicerecords.it<br />

set, with Bisio’s whinnying arco Smee to<br />

Shipp’s sinister Captain Hook, as the latter<br />

messes inside the piano looking for clues.<br />

Bisio’s cover photograph of a crystallized tree<br />

after an ice storm neatly suggests the multifarious<br />

tendrils in the music, which peaks decisively<br />

during “The Queen’s Ballad.” Bisio<br />

springs out of his corner with a vengeance on<br />

“Swing Laser,” Shipp’s knuckles spasmodically<br />

pursuing him. —Michael Jackson<br />

Floating Ice: Floating Ice; The Queen’s Ballad; Swing Laser; Disc;<br />

Supernova; Holographic Rag; Decay. (57:18)<br />

Personnel: Michael Bisio, bass; Matthew Shipp, piano.<br />

Ordering info: relativepitchrecords.com<br />

Joe Fiedler’s Big Sackbut<br />

Joe Fielder’s Big Sackbut<br />

Yellow Sound Label 566843<br />

HHH<br />

Joe Fiedler’s Big Sackbut is a low brass quartet<br />

consisting of Fiedler, Ryan Keberle and Josh<br />

Roseman on trombone, and Marcus Rojas on<br />

tuba. On this album the group rips, dances and<br />

converses through 10 tracks in a quasi-thirdstream<br />

fashion that balances composition and<br />

improvisation equally.<br />

All of the arrangements and the bulk of the<br />

compositions are Fiedler’s. He adeptly mixes<br />

polyphonic with homophonic textures, writes<br />

lush harmonies and presents several compelling<br />

antiphonal call and response sections. Solos<br />

and composed sections segue and flow seamlessly,<br />

and Fiedler gives little pockets of space<br />

where players can inject a quick solo statement.<br />

His writing is most effective when simultaneous<br />

solos are mixed with written parts, as on<br />

“Mixed Bag.” The disc’s other standout track<br />

is Willie Colon’s romping “Calle Luna, Calle<br />

Sol,” which has a ton of forward energy.<br />

The quartet is so tight that they sound like<br />

one big, polyphonic low-brass organ. Each<br />

trombonist kills it. Solos are divvied up evenly<br />

and each player brings an individual approach<br />

to phrasing, sound and melodic line. They are<br />

equally at home whether playing soft balladic<br />

and chorale passages or ratcheting things<br />

up when more snarl is required. Rojas’ bass<br />

lines hold everything together and never waver.<br />

During his great unaccompanied introduction<br />

to “Ging Gong,” he taps his horn and hums<br />

while playing, getting a didgeridoo type drone.<br />

Despite how well written, arranged and performed<br />

the music on this album is, it becomes<br />

a bit monotonous after a while. The tempi are<br />

all in the medium range, forms begin to be a little<br />

predictable, and except for the few instances<br />

where mutes are used, each piece uses the same<br />

timbral palette. It all gradually blurs together.<br />

<br />

—Chris Robinson<br />

Joe Fiedler’s Big Sackbut: Mixed Bag; The Crab; Don Pullen; A<br />

Call For All Demons; #11; Calle Luna, Calle Sol; Blabber And Smoke;<br />

Ging Gong; Does This Make My Sackbut Look Big?; Urban Groovy.<br />

(60:49)<br />

Personnel: Joe Fiedler, Ryan Keberle, Josh Roseman, trombone;<br />

Marcus Rojas, tuba.<br />

Ordering info: yellowsoundlabel.com<br />

96 DOWNBEAT DECEMBER 2012

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