Resurrection Joe...
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cheers, haven't heard of this, but as a Trout Mask Replica devotee, i,m gonna give it a go...1968 was a fairly quiet year on the jazz front but did have one very important album. It's not on Spotify so I won't nominate it, which I suspect many of you would think is a blessing because the album heralds the dawn of European Free Jazz, Peter Brotzmann's album Machine Gun.
This is the kind of stuff that the Fast Show was aiming at when it did a long complicated introduction to a daftly named act who would then just make random squawking noises on instruments they seem to have no clue about (in fairness one of his later tracks is called Productive Cough, which is exactly the type of song title the Fast Show would have mocked).
However, the players on this know what they are doing and there's a bit more to it than that I think. This is by a long margin the 'heaviest' album I have; it makes most a metal sound like Taylor Swift. It's not heavy in a conventional sense in fact it's not anything in the conventional sense. The aptly named 17 min title track is an atonal cacophony that basically sounds like a fight with instruments. It's not something you'd have on heavy rotation but breaking it out now and then will reveal all sorts of interesting stuff not noticed previously. It's a pretty angry piece of music and if you were in any doubt the Summer of Love was long gone this would put straight on that.
Is it even music? Some would say not. It's definitely art of some form and I would argue does fit into the music category. It's divisive in the same way abstract art is. I suspect if you appreciate something like Guernica as a painting you might 'get' this. Lot's of people think it's unlistenable, someone once said it makes Trout Mask Replica sound like The Carpenters.
So why would anyone listen to it? I think the parallel with metal helps again here. There's a cathartic release in heavier music that you can see visibly at a gig. Though this is much more disconcerting and uncomfortable than most metal it has that same type of catharsis. Possibly more so as you are pretty much putting yourself through the wringer to listen to it and there's a reasonable chance until the comedown you'll be agitated enough to want to give someone or something a kicking. Which brings me to it's current value.
I listened to it a short while ago and my immediate thought was just how fitting it is for the times we find outselves in. Having lived in the shadow of US jazz for decades, this album was Europe going it's own way with a big F*** Y** and leaving US avant garde jazz to do it's own thing. America generally didn't get it and I don't think Peter Brotzmann gave a shit about that. It's an album that is angry about the state of things and is going to let you know that. But the chaos of the music isn't a kind of drag you into the abyss thing, it's more a galvinise yourself fix up look sharp kind of call to arms that gets you properly pumped up.
The title track is available on YT and you might not get through more than the first minute (which is the hardest) but if you persist there's a little oasis of calm around 9 mins in where there's some weird bowing on bass guitars (basically like everyone in a mass brawl getting second wind before going again) and then it kicks off again. If you do get to the end you might perversely find yourself a bit more optimistic and ready for giving VP Fat Adam Lambert a proper good shoo-in.