Marc Ribot: Ceramic Dog: Your Turn
Ceramic Dog: Your Turn
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- Label: enja, 2013
- Erscheinungstermin: 19.4.2013
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Sophistication hat viele Gesichter. Unter E-Gitarristen allemal. Marc Ribot gehört zu den ungewöhnlichsten, seit sein spröder, trashiger Sound und die störrische Intonation des New Yorkers Tom Waits' Klassiker Rain Dogs (1985) veredelte. Mit Your Turn, dem zweiten Album seines Power-Trios Ceramic Dog, ist dem mit vielen Wassern gewaschenen Gitarristen ein wunderbar dreckiges Album gelungen.
Laut und kompromisslos, in planvoll angeschrotteten Klangkonditionen, drückt sich das Trio aus der Garage. Macht sich über den Brubeck-Klassiker „Take Five“ her, dekonstruiert ihn, tritt und rumpelt, um ihn schließlich, geschärft und gegenwartsrelevant, von der Leine zu lassen. Jazz im 21. Jahrhundert. Gespielt von einer Rockband.
Einer nicht alltäglichen allerdings. Shahzad Ismaily (Bass, Electronics) und Ches Smith (Schlagzeug) zählen zu den derzeit unabhängigsten Spielern des US-Improv-/Experimental-Underground. Individualistische Teamplayer, dem Bandsound verpflichtet. Sie haben Erfahrungen gesammelt bei so unterschiedlichen Leuten wie Will Oldham, Yoko Ono, Tim Berne, Wadada Leo Smith und in Bands wie Xiu Xiu und Mr. Bungle.
Der skelettierte Post-Punk-Blues „Lies My Body Told Me“ eröffnet Your Turn, ein wahrhaft physisches Liebes-Lamento. „The Kid Is Back“ ist eine hinterhältige Swing-Nummer, die eindringliche Vertonung von „Bread And Roses“ von US-Dichter James Oppenheim (1882–1932) beschwört das wahre Leben jenseits bloßer Existenz. Krumme Taktarten, krachender Highspeed-Jazzrock, scheppernde Blechnapf-Americana, etwas, das klingt wie Sonic Youth, runtergebrochen auf Neil Youngs Crazy Horse. Ribot erweist sich als naturbelassen ausdrucksstarker Vokalist zwischen mittsiebziger NYC-Punk der ersten Stunde, stiller Ballade und sarkastischem Rap.
Sophistication has many faces. Certainly among guitar players. Marc Ribot is known to be one of his kind's most unusual protagonists since his brash trashy trademark sound and stubborn intonation enriched Tom Waits' classic Rain Dogs album (1985). With Your Turn, second effort from his power trio Ceramic Dog, the multifunctional guitarist from New York has succeeded to produce a gorgeously dirty sounding album. An exceptionally nasty free-funk-psych-electro-punk-bastard, feedbacking with self conscience, withdrawing from the jazz policemens' pull as well as the homuncule idea of one per se „upright“ rock music.
Loud and merciless, in well-planned scratched up Arabic sound conditions the trio forces it's way straight out of the garage, gets it's teeth into Brubeck's jazz classic „Take Five“, deconstructs, kicks and clatters to finally unleash it sharpened, relevant and in contemporary condition. This is 21st century jazz, played by a rock group.
Admittedly not your everyday rock group. Shahzad Ismaily (bass, electronics) and Ches Smith (drums) are among the most independent musicians in US-improv-/experimental underground. Individualistic team players committing their extraordinary skills to the sound of the band. Their many experiences come from such diverse musicians as Will Oldham, Yoko Ono, Tim Berne, Wadada Leo Smith and bands like Xiu Xiu and Mr. Bungle.
Ribot's reference list is merely endless. A garage rocker in various bands while simultaneously taking classic guitar lessons as a youngster, Ribot (*1954) has played with Wilson Pickett, Elvis Costello, Marianne Faithful, Caetano Veloso, James Carter, Alain Bashung, Marisa Monte, Madeleine Peyroux, Allen Toussaint, David Sylvian, Alison Krauss & Robert Plant, The Black Keys plus countless others in the last 30 years. He is a longtime contributor for John Zorn's records and has released 19 albums of his own featuring the music of Albert Ayler, cuban pop music and punk-noise-fusion with band projects such as Rootless Cosmopolitans or Shrek. Other than Ceramic Dog which, as Ribot is eager to point out, is NOT a project but a REAL band. Right on.
With the skeletonized post-punk-blues of „Lies My Body Told Me“ Your Turn begins, one truly physical love lamento. „The Kid Is Back“ is a devious little swing tune, while the emphatic scoring of US-poet James Oppenheim's (1882–1932) „Bread And Roses“ evokes and promotes true life beyond the state of mere existence. Weird time signatures, shattering highspeed jazzrock, rattling tin cup Americana, something that sounds like Sonic Youth broken down into Neil Young's Crazy Horse. Ribot proves to be a punchy untreated vocalist between mid-70's NYC punkrock, quiet ballading and somewhat sarcastic rap.
The instrumental „Prayer“ may go for Your Turn's center piece. Baffling and startling yet comforting the album's virtues are merging here. Ribot's Fork-and-knife-guitar carries the piece halfway through, alone and so andearingly that Ismaily's and Smith's abrupt entry comes completely unexpected. A prayer without words adressed to no God whatsoever. Lustful, phat, emotional, contemplative: Truly spiritual.
(jazzrecords. com / enja)
,,Da schreit, jault die Gitarre, scherzt wieder, wirkt wütend, entrüstet oder humorvoll verstockt in Kommunikation mit den derben Beats von Drummer Ches Smith und den kraftvollen Linien des Bassisten Shahzad Ismaily." (stereoplay, Mai 2013)
,,Die anderen Stücke sind zur Hälfte Instrumentals, in denen Ribot zeigen kann, dass er nicht nur ein Meister der Effektgeräte, sondern auch der schnellen Finger auf dem Griffbrett ist." (Good Times, Juni / Juli 2013)
Laut und kompromisslos, in planvoll angeschrotteten Klangkonditionen, drückt sich das Trio aus der Garage. Macht sich über den Brubeck-Klassiker „Take Five“ her, dekonstruiert ihn, tritt und rumpelt, um ihn schließlich, geschärft und gegenwartsrelevant, von der Leine zu lassen. Jazz im 21. Jahrhundert. Gespielt von einer Rockband.
Einer nicht alltäglichen allerdings. Shahzad Ismaily (Bass, Electronics) und Ches Smith (Schlagzeug) zählen zu den derzeit unabhängigsten Spielern des US-Improv-/Experimental-Underground. Individualistische Teamplayer, dem Bandsound verpflichtet. Sie haben Erfahrungen gesammelt bei so unterschiedlichen Leuten wie Will Oldham, Yoko Ono, Tim Berne, Wadada Leo Smith und in Bands wie Xiu Xiu und Mr. Bungle.
Der skelettierte Post-Punk-Blues „Lies My Body Told Me“ eröffnet Your Turn, ein wahrhaft physisches Liebes-Lamento. „The Kid Is Back“ ist eine hinterhältige Swing-Nummer, die eindringliche Vertonung von „Bread And Roses“ von US-Dichter James Oppenheim (1882–1932) beschwört das wahre Leben jenseits bloßer Existenz. Krumme Taktarten, krachender Highspeed-Jazzrock, scheppernde Blechnapf-Americana, etwas, das klingt wie Sonic Youth, runtergebrochen auf Neil Youngs Crazy Horse. Ribot erweist sich als naturbelassen ausdrucksstarker Vokalist zwischen mittsiebziger NYC-Punk der ersten Stunde, stiller Ballade und sarkastischem Rap.
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Sophistication has many faces. Certainly among guitar players. Marc Ribot is known to be one of his kind's most unusual protagonists since his brash trashy trademark sound and stubborn intonation enriched Tom Waits' classic Rain Dogs album (1985). With Your Turn, second effort from his power trio Ceramic Dog, the multifunctional guitarist from New York has succeeded to produce a gorgeously dirty sounding album. An exceptionally nasty free-funk-psych-electro-punk-bastard, feedbacking with self conscience, withdrawing from the jazz policemens' pull as well as the homuncule idea of one per se „upright“ rock music.
Loud and merciless, in well-planned scratched up Arabic sound conditions the trio forces it's way straight out of the garage, gets it's teeth into Brubeck's jazz classic „Take Five“, deconstructs, kicks and clatters to finally unleash it sharpened, relevant and in contemporary condition. This is 21st century jazz, played by a rock group.
Admittedly not your everyday rock group. Shahzad Ismaily (bass, electronics) and Ches Smith (drums) are among the most independent musicians in US-improv-/experimental underground. Individualistic team players committing their extraordinary skills to the sound of the band. Their many experiences come from such diverse musicians as Will Oldham, Yoko Ono, Tim Berne, Wadada Leo Smith and bands like Xiu Xiu and Mr. Bungle.
Ribot's reference list is merely endless. A garage rocker in various bands while simultaneously taking classic guitar lessons as a youngster, Ribot (*1954) has played with Wilson Pickett, Elvis Costello, Marianne Faithful, Caetano Veloso, James Carter, Alain Bashung, Marisa Monte, Madeleine Peyroux, Allen Toussaint, David Sylvian, Alison Krauss & Robert Plant, The Black Keys plus countless others in the last 30 years. He is a longtime contributor for John Zorn's records and has released 19 albums of his own featuring the music of Albert Ayler, cuban pop music and punk-noise-fusion with band projects such as Rootless Cosmopolitans or Shrek. Other than Ceramic Dog which, as Ribot is eager to point out, is NOT a project but a REAL band. Right on.
With the skeletonized post-punk-blues of „Lies My Body Told Me“ Your Turn begins, one truly physical love lamento. „The Kid Is Back“ is a devious little swing tune, while the emphatic scoring of US-poet James Oppenheim's (1882–1932) „Bread And Roses“ evokes and promotes true life beyond the state of mere existence. Weird time signatures, shattering highspeed jazzrock, rattling tin cup Americana, something that sounds like Sonic Youth broken down into Neil Young's Crazy Horse. Ribot proves to be a punchy untreated vocalist between mid-70's NYC punkrock, quiet ballading and somewhat sarcastic rap.
The instrumental „Prayer“ may go for Your Turn's center piece. Baffling and startling yet comforting the album's virtues are merging here. Ribot's Fork-and-knife-guitar carries the piece halfway through, alone and so andearingly that Ismaily's and Smith's abrupt entry comes completely unexpected. A prayer without words adressed to no God whatsoever. Lustful, phat, emotional, contemplative: Truly spiritual.
(jazzrecords. com / enja)
Rezensionen
,,Da schreit, jault die Gitarre, scherzt wieder, wirkt wütend, entrüstet oder humorvoll verstockt in Kommunikation mit den derben Beats von Drummer Ches Smith und den kraftvollen Linien des Bassisten Shahzad Ismaily." (stereoplay, Mai 2013)
,,Die anderen Stücke sind zur Hälfte Instrumentals, in denen Ribot zeigen kann, dass er nicht nur ein Meister der Effektgeräte, sondern auch der schnellen Finger auf dem Griffbrett ist." (Good Times, Juni / Juli 2013)
- Tracklisting
- Mitwirkende
Disk 1 von 1 (CD)
- 1 Lies my body told me
- 2 Your turn
- 3 Masters of the internet
- 4 Ritual slaughter
- 5 Avanti populo
- 6 Ain't gonna let them turn us round
- 7 Bread and roses
- 8 Prayer
- 9 Mr. Pants goes to Hollywood
- 10 The kid is back!
- 11 Take 5
- 12 We are the professionals
- 13 Special snowflake
