The brilliant jazz pianist fizzing in amongst the South Indian guitar-playing of Prasanna, and Nitin Mitta’s classical, Hindustani tabla — shimmering through Steve Reich, post punk, Carnatic Ellingtonia…
Brilliant piano-trio jazz; warmly recommended.
‘Break Stuff’: what happens after formal considerations… a time for action… breakdowns, breakbeats, break dancing…
Hood is a humbly bamboozled tribute to Robert Hood. Work is for Iyer’s beloved Thelonious Monk. Countdown sets Trane to a West African rhythm. Mystery Woman is driven by the compound pulses of South Indian drumming. There’s a desolate, barely-there solo version of Billy Strayhorn’s Blood Count…
With Tyshawn Sorey and Linda May Han Oh, exploring Iyer originals, Geri Allen’s Drummer’s Song and Cole Porter’s Night and Day.
‘Heartbreaking clarity and economy of expression… to the accompaniment of pianist Iyer’s wistful melodic fragments and pregnant clusters. Smith can project a tender fragility through a single lingering note, reminiscent of Miles at his most thoughtful and noirish circa Ascenseur Pour L’Echafaud’ (The Wire).