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Peter Brötzmann / Mats Gustafsson / Paal Nilssen-Love - The Fat Is Gone (2007)

7-04-2016, 19:00
Jazz | FLAC / APE

Title: The Fat Is Gone
Year Of Release: 2007
Label: Smalltown Superjazzz
Genre: Avant-Garde Jazz, Free Improvisation
Quality: FLAC / MP3-320
Total Time: 61:25
Total Size: 397 / 142 MB


1. Bullets Through Rain (9:58)
2. Colours In Action (28:54)
3. The Fat Is Gone (22:34)

Recorded live at the 2006 Molde International Jazz Festival in Norway, this blowing session with superlungs warrior Peter Brötzmann on alto and tenor saxophone and bass clarinet, power improviser Mats Gustafsson on baritone saxophone and his flutophone, and the amazing über-drummer Paal Nilssen-Love is almost exactly what you'd expect. Released on Smalltown Superjazz from Oslo, this intense yet focused free improvisation is just over an hour in length and spans three different selections. The set roars out of the gate with "Bullets in the Rain," with both horn players going for broke and Nilssen-Love simultaneously holding it earthbound while moving it all forward foot by foot until the two saxophonists are in each other's faces in a dialogic communication that is about as subtle as a tank fueled by nitrous oxide. It's rip-your-head-off music that takes no prisoners, never travels less than 90, and still offers fine solos from all three players while clocking in at just under ten minutes as a warm-up sprint for the other two pieces, "Colours in Action" (28:54) and the title cut (22:34). Things begin slowly on "Colours in Action." A single horn player -- beginning with Gustafsson on baritone, bubbling, spitting, and wrangling tortured notes out of his horn -- is accompanied only by random percussion instruments from Nilssen-Love. Brötzmann enters at about six minutes playing his bass clarinet and things get softer. It's almost a study in balladic counterpoint. This textural diversion proves to be exactly that after seven and a half minutes, and then we're back to skronkville with the players so heated up there is nowhere else to go but through the sound barrier, the only dynamic remaining in the piece being a wonderfully intricate yet still overdriven drum solo. The title cut, to finish the performance, combines the best of both worlds in its first nine minutes, with an intricate dialogue going on between saxophonists and drummer, percussion and flutophone, with textural washes of long, harsh yet restrained tones and quick flurries of interplay. But once again, there is nowhere to go but through the roof, and the rocket is off again with somebody shouting because there is no room left on the horn for the notes he wants to get to! One is reminded of airplanes dueling in the sky, swooping and charging one another, wrapping the heavens in turbulent violence that from the ground looks strangely beautiful. This sounds that way -- utterly alien, completely inspired, and furiously active. Moments of tongue technique and skittering hand percussion between the trio collisions add some welcome dynamics, but they also create tension because the listener knows what's going to happen, just not where. The way these players follow one another, spot-on quoting one another's phrases, then offering something in return, is stuff of great gamesmanship and musicianship as well as sonic warfare. All killer, no filler.

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