Lionel Loueke / The Jazz Standard / New York City
Reviewed by Christopher McHale
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Loueke is a wily hunter of the musical heart.
Armed with a beautiful piece of Swiss
craftsmanship, a Rolf Spuller guitar carved into an almost totemic animal shape,
Loueke explores a wide palate of sounds, scrapes, stings, clicks, knocks, rings
and burst of pure bop lines in a surprising and enchanting display of
multi-cultural reference. Massimo Biocati on bass and Ferene Nemeth on drums
jump into Loueke’s demanding musical adventures, at attention and ready to
answer whatever piece of divine sonic inspiration comes their way.
The adventures begin from the first chord
struck.
Loueke is a self-taught player. He has studied in
Opening the set with ‘Seven-Teens,’ Loueke’s songs
were demanding on the listener and the players.
There is shape and melodic reference, but
there are also inspired twists, easy enough to track by the sudden smiles of the
players.
Loueke seems to love to challenge his band and
himself by darting in and out of different musical detours along his song’s
route.
Guest artist, Jason Moran, joined the group, for the
song ‘Twins.’
The pianist kept tight pace with the band, his
playing conservative as he followed charts and waited for cues from Loueke.
The guitarist teased the band with feather
strikes against tense open voicings, soft and quick clicks coming from his mouth
as he set a torrid pace.
The highlight of the journey came toward the
end of the song ‘Twins,’ as Loueke let loose a blistering solo of octaves
chasing up and down the neck of his instrument.
Moran had no choice but to leap on the end of
the guitarist’s riffs and produce a hard-edged solo of his own.
A challenge given and a challenge met.
There was satisfaction on the stage and in the
audience at the Jazz Standard which was now fully enrapt and engaged.
The entire set evolved into a game of Musical
Clue, the band and the audience led on several surprising musical revelations
In places Lionel Loueke deploys a soft baritone
voice, singing a simple verse in French, followed by a light chorus, his words
served to add a textured envelope to the overall sound.
There is a compelling honesty to the voice,
the artist content to make no great demands on the words or the delivery.
The voice is simply there in an inevitable
sense and adds an authentic air to the tunes.
The song ‘Flying, had a Scottish air to it,
some melody that had floated from the far north long ago and now filtered and
evolved in an African song.
Such was the experience listening to Lionel
Loueke as surprising influences surfaced and intrigued the imagination.
It simply became a matter of surrender to the
artist’s sonic seductions.
Winter’s night in
Contributing writer Christopher McHale is a professional writer and composer living in New York City
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