Pianist/composer/producer craig taborn initially utilized title junk magic in 2004 for their quartet launch on the left-field jazz label thirsty ear. at that time, taborns use of electronica, team improvisation and post-production strategies broke new ground. real time gigs used, employees emerged and moved and from now on, 15 years on, junk secret is the title of taborns musical organization.
This long-delayed follow-up launch discovers taborn in familiar business, blurring the boundaries between live concert and studio strategies with a confidence and depth of experience that newcomers in the field rarely fit. drummer david king and mat maneri on viola come from that debut, chris speed is a substitute on clarinet and sax and, with recent addition bassist erik fratzke incorporating tonal depth, the bands top-notch sound totally matches taborns quality of eyesight.
The programme begins with wraithlike levels of electronica made much more malevolent because of the disjointed resonance of a funeral bell. a pulse emerges some two minutes in, king adds backbeats to a throbbing groove and then bass, cello and sax join one by one. introductions made, laser beaming hearts gathers power and prevents dead on a higher.
Dream and guess uses checking out layers of noise. here, fragments of melodic viola can be bought in ghostly shades, drums thump like an evil nature, and electric scrapes merge with smooth saxophone sustains. then your name monitors textural shards segue into the blissful shades, gentle rhythms and interlocking lines of minimal appreciate gods.
The records panoramic 10-minute centrepiece shows up mid-set. the science of the reason why devils odor like sulfur varies from stark piano and splashed cymbals to mournful cello and immediate cool beats. tempi change, designs cohere and diminish, and electronica is obviously in the mix.
The ultimate three songs deliver contrasting moods and shades. the floaty the night time land oozes secret and menace, sax and viola swish, scamper and swirl on sargasso and sunsets forever comes to an end the record with heat and calm. the narrative arc is full.
Compass confusion is released by pyroclastic records