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bill frisell quartet
[with tony scherr, kenny wollesen, and jenny scheinman]
01.10.12
village vanguard
new york, new york

REMEMBER THIS:
great music can overcome a bad smell

Somehow, I ended up seeing ace guitarist Bill Frisell four times in 2001. They were all good performances, but this one stands out because of timing and location. Everyone seemed happy to hear some fine live music at the venerable old jazz club, about a month and two miles from the WTC attack. The Vanguard was nearly full for the Friday set I saw, and I heard that the next night sold out. The NY Times reported that attendance at Frisell's run marked a return to NYC club-going after Sept. 11. Former East Baynian Scheinman (who joined on violin for the week following his trio shows) was especially well received, shining on numbers such as Your Cheatin' Heart. The music almost made me forget about the cramped space and silly drink policy of the club.

BILL

THE CLUB

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tortoise
[with nobukazu takemura and jet black crayon]
01.06.06
the fillmore
san francisco, california

REMEMBER THIS:
these are the guys that convinced tom zé to tour

No, I don't like them because they have all the mallet instruments right up front. I like them and they have all the mallet instruments right up front.

Tortoise lives in this intersection of sounds that are both composed and cascading from their own momentum. Chops, yes. Poetry, yes. Humor, yes, but absurdist. And a sadness originating in me or them, I cannot decide. This was my first opportunity to see them as themselves and I was surrounded by veteran fans who would, upon hearing the first few microtones of the very next song, gasp and triumphant-soccer-fist and explode with yes, yes, oh, yes!

You know, like the end of a james joyce book.

So I think tortoise was reading everyone's mind about what a tortoise show sound like, and, upon providing it, being very self-effacing while we all twitched in psychic recognition.

ABOUT 700 PEOPLE WERE WITH ME.

THIS KIND

NOT THAT KIND