|Henry Threadgill at the LJF2011 soundcheck|
Photo credit: Edu Hawkins
Henry Threadgill Zooid (Queen Elizabeth Hall, Nov 19th, part of LJF2011. Review by Jon Turney. Photo by Edu Hawkins and drawings by Geoff Winston to follow)
A week after Steve Coleman, another Chicago-raised composer and performer who is an all too rare London visitor graced the stage of the QEH.
Henry Threadgill brought the latest in his succession of, er, distinctively named bands, Zooid. And what a band! Together, they operate in his habitual workspace: lots of warm, low to mid-register sounds (cello, tuba or trombone, mellow amplified acoustic guitar), interlocking rhythms, and uncliched motifs, but this crew, all new to me, were all striking players to hear for the first time, and brought his arresting music alive in the best possible way.
Most eye-catching was Stomu Takeishi on acoustic bass guitar, who boomed and bounced while dancing barefoot, at least until his strap broke and he was forced to cradle his giant instrument while seated for the rest of the set. He and fine drummer Elliot Kavee opened the proceedings with the simplest of figures, but an immediately gripping timbre (the sound was notably good all evening). They, with Jose Davilla ’s tuba, filled out the lower reaches of the several layers Threadgill loves to build in his music, while cellist Christopher Hoffman and guitarist Christopher Ellman furnished the next level up.
|Zooid: Stomu Takeishi (bass) and Christopher Hoffman ('cello)|
Queen Elizabeth Hall LJF2011
Drawing by Geoff Winston. All Rights Reserved
Threadgill, presiding a little professorially, seemed as happy listening intently to the results as playing himself. There was plenty of solo space for all, with fine moments from all the band members, and an especially fine duo from cello and bass. When Threadgill did play, he laid some lovely lines over the top on his brace of flutes. One of the neat properties of his band’s sound mix is that it sets off the instruments the composer plays beautifully. The flute tops off the sound. The alto sax, when he finally clips it on, blazes through the mix as only an alto can. There were no titles, no intros, no encore. Just an outstanding performance of intriguing, involving music, delivered with total concentration.
At the end, a visibly gratified Threadgill returned to front stage alone to acknowledge the crowd’s roar. Performers will take a bow even when they know the evening did not quite deliver. Not this time. I reckon the smile on Henry’s face was there because he, like us, recognised this evening as a small artistic triumph.
This concert was recorded for BBC Radio 3, and will be transmitted by Jazzon3 on November 28th