Elling elegantly elliptical at Edinburgh Jazz and Blues Fest


This year's 40th anniversary Edinburgh Jazz and Blues Festival (EJBF) was a far cry from the inaugural Edinburgh jazz fest back in 1978, a one day, mostly un-ticketed event, which showcased largely UK traditional jazz bands. Shows took place in pubs and at the popular Edinburgh Astoria Ballroom, best known back then for its association with punk and new wave gigs.

It was appropriate that this anniversary year's ambitious 10-day long event looked back to these trad origins, with the likes of the exuberant New Orleans Swamp Donkeys Traditional Jass Band and Jerron 'Blind Boy' Paxton's cheeky blues lyrics and strings skills which wowed the audience. The irrepressible Hypnotic Brass Ensemble and Scotland's own horn-heavy Swampfrog both attracted a youthful audience with their exuberant latter-day take on the New Orleans sound.

Likewise, it was fitting that this year a number of Scottish jazz veterans appeared at EJBF. At the opening gala concert at The Assembly Hall, among a host of big names, the redoubtable Carol Kidd demonstrated that she remains UK's foremost balladeer, her passionate rendition of Billy Joel's 'And So It Goes' particularly impressing. Guitar maestro Martin Taylor gave a masterclass in lucid understatement, while his deep swinging duet with the multi-talented MC for the evening, Seonaid Aitken on violin, transported this reviewer back many decades to Taylor's early days when he toured with Stephane Grappelli. Ever-evolving Scottish saxman Tommy Smith meanwhile offered spacious and technically flawless dreamscapes.

Nevertheless, the main focus of the festival was squarely towards the future, with a somewhat safe but satisfying range of bands from across the globe, together with and a crop of Scottish rising stars. Though there were many highlights, especial mention should be made of Keyon Harrold's intense and almost belligerently socially aware set at the Speigeltent, while the aptly-named Cross Currents Trio offered a set of breathtaking beauty from Dave Holland's double-bass and Zakir Hussain's percussion, as Chris Potter's sax at times evoked shades of Bulgarian clarinet maestro Ivo Papasov. The Zoe Rahman Trio charmed with her lush, classically-informed lyricism, with clear nods to Rahman's dual Bengali/Irish heritage. Meanwhile, Steve Lehman's fluidity on alto-sax within The Vijay Iyer Sextet's east coast complexity and pugilism, was mesmerising. Even the Kurt Elling Quintet strayed far from its origins, baritone Elling even dipping his toe pleasingly close to Phil Minton territory. And for the late-night party-goers, the likes of Italian Rumba de Bodas, cosmopolitan supergroup Bokante, the Ghanaian K.O.G. and Zongo Brigade all gave ample satisfaction.

A swathe of homegrown bands similarly gave hope for the future. Versatile guitarist Graeme Stephen's trio left the packed audience almost sucker-punched from his concentrated, high-energy set at The Jazz Bar. Another Jazz Bar regular, spirited drummer Alyn Cosker and his band, with a more generous time slot, were happily able to dip extensively into Cosker's latest fusion release, KPF. At the late-night Teviot Row Festival Club, vibrant bands Fat-Suit and Werkha gave the audience something to dance about, while distinguished Scottish jazzers, pianist Brian Kellock and saxophonists Laura Macdonald, Martin Kershaw and Phil Bancroft, each delivered their customary first-rate sets. Meanwhile, pianist Fergus McCreadie, bassist Mark Hendry and 2018 Scottish Jazz Awards 'Rising Star' award-winner vocalist Lucca Manning, and their bands, all demonstrated an ability belying their tender years. All deserve close watch and lend confidence that Scottish jazz is in good hands over the next 40 years of the EJBF.

Fiona Mactaggart 
Photo by Sandy Blair 

Esther Swift fleet of folk at Manchester Jazz Fest


The 'MJF originals' are a lifeline to artistry, like most music festival commissions, and this year they handed the chance to Esther Swift (pictured far right) to entwine her folk, classical and jazz roots with a statement ensemble of strings, brass, piano, drums and four harps. A rare sight that immediately engaged. Throughout, the delicacy and sweetness associated with harps had an edge created by short repetitive refrains, the four in precise unison. Sometimes their physical scraping of the strings or clawing was a like a dance, the effect mesmerising, and the quality of vibration was, well, heavenly. Cannily, Esther, had piano, sax and trombone to bring earthly dimensions, though the latter was often played with supreme delicacy, as were the drums; there and not there, uniting the sound without dominating it.

The trio of violin, viola and cello added stretches of bowing and energy or heightened the emotion. This was Esther's skill, to imagine such a combination of instruments, allowing each to shine in its own style, then transitioning to a different viewpoint. The sax would walk a line talking to itself, or the trombone would have a deep and dirty blow, then the harps would sparkle alone, switching the mood. The changes were smooth like low, soft waves pulling in, then fading out. Esther's seven-movement work blossomed out of poetry by fellow Scot, Carol Ann Duffy, whose DNA seems to spiral together magical star-spray and concrete realness. Duffy's words from poems such as 'Art' sounded best when Esther speak-sings with a 'Björk-ian' clarity; her high-pitched vocals annunciated the sentiments of the 'Light Gatherer' perfectly. And she had a very warm standing ovation for her efforts.

I was part of a panel discussion afterwards when Esther spoke of her ensemble's unwavering support in this project, and the issues facing female composers. Chaired by Vanessa Reed of the PRS Foundation, the central topic was their Keychange initiative that asks festivals to programme an equal male/female split of band leaders by 2022. Manchester Jazz Festival has signed up and there were seemed plenty of chances to check female talent this year.

I know vocalist Elina Duni well, and was keen to hear her new duo with guitarist Rob Luft. Born in Albania and singing in public since she was about five years old, it's Duni's arrangement of songs that sets her apart, whether it's a traditional such as 'Vaj Si Kenka' or Serge Gainsbourg's 'Couleur Café'. She has a jazz sensibility infused in her delivery, sometimes she'll even use rhythmical scatting, but then she will hold a high porcelain-like note, that seems to stop time; a cry that feels ancient and completely relevant in the same moment. Luft's electric-guitar style and looping suits it well, shimmering and delicate, extending the sentiment of songs such as the Celtic 'The Water is Wide' and I particularly liked their version of 'Wayfaring Stranger', well known as a Johnny Cash track. Duni's intonation on the lyric: "I'm going there to see my Father" was a beautiful balance of heartache and assertion. Whatever the language, a Portuguese fado or Baltic folk, there is a deliciousness to Duni's singing of words and use of accents. There was much light in the performance, and in the setting of St Ann's Church, even in the sadness there was a sense of romance. As Elina explained, Baltic songs express joy and pain, side by side, and the mournful notes led into a rhythmic groove and warmth that she has established with Luft.

Luft also appeared with his band Big Bad Wolf on the festival square's stage. They take indie, pop rock and a touch of jazz, melting them in a tasty toastie that would be welcome at any festival. There is a vulnerability to their sound, especially when Owen Dawson sings or plays a melodic bar on his trombone, as on their new track 'Butterfly'. Luft and bassist Michael de Souza also deliver vocals with a gentle, uncertain tone but, like drummer Jay Davis, they all play with great ability and unity, creating a place for themselves that feels sort of fresh, and avoids horrible jazz clichés altogether.

On the same stage, Umbra from Dublin conveyed the rock influences that guitarist Chris Guilfoyle picked up journeying the west coast of America and Canada. Set in a more obvious jazz context, drummer Matt Jacobsen was able to address any style asked of him, while there was animated interplay between saxophonists Sam Comerford and Chris Engel. The latter, originally from Cape Town, stabbed out one solo with great verve and heat.

Debra Richards
– Photo by Manc Wanderer

The Viljandi Variations: Kevin Le Gendre finds a lot more than folk music at one of Estonia's premier festivals


Parimusmuusika, the sub-title of this joyous festival is translated from Estonian as 'folk music'. However, the wide range of artists on the bill shows how much genres blur. During four action-packed days in the bejewelled Baltic town of Viljandi, where as many as 25,000 visitors swell the population by some margin, there are dozens of groups who fit the standard profile of 'roots' ensembles. Accordions, fiddles, jew's harps and bagpipes are to be heard at regular intervals yet there are also irregular time signatures, challenging harmony and the daring improvisation that pertains to the jazz aesthetic. It is the Estonian artists who provide highlights in this respect, and the Tormis Quartet, featuring master guitarist Jaak Sooäär and vocalist Kadri Voorand, both familiar faces at the Jazzkaar festival in Tallinn, is simply majestic. Their interpretation of the works of Veljo Tormis, a renowned 20th century choral composer, generates enough warmth from a large audience to rival the heatwave currently sizzling through most of Europe. Compelling, unusually shaped melodies are given adequately expressive textures by Sooäär's wily battery of electronics, while second guitarist Paul Daniel brings understated, undulating rhythmic accompaniment to enhance the harmonizing of Voorand and fellow vocalist Liisi Koikson.

If Nordic folk songs have been a staple source material for many ECM artists then Tormis is an equally fertile kind of stimulus for fresh modernity grown from a deep tradition, which is further bolstered by the arrival of the Ja Ellerhein Girls Choir. This makes for a spectacle that is as touching as it is sonically intriguing, and the collisions of old and new are also heard in performances by Mari Kalkun and Tintura, the former combining voice, kannel (zither), vibraphone and percussion, and the latter voice, violin, double-bass and drum programming to bewitching effect, reflecting a grasp of the dynamics of hip hop, as well as folk music and improvisation.

Established 26 years ago, Viljandi has a pedigree among festivals that can be ascribed to the beauty of the setting, as well as the quality of the line-up. The bulk of the concerts take place in the ruins of an old castle, whose drained moat has created a sensationally picturesque valley that sweeps down to a long and winding road. The biggest of the outdoor stages offers a breathtaking panorama of a shimmering lake. While these surroundings are remarkable, the town of Viljandi itself has immense charm, as cobbled streets, wooden houses, and small yards offer a soothing calm that is hard to find in a sprawling metropolis such as London. In this centenary of Estonian independence a burgh like this is a good advert for a quality of life that flows into the generally celebratory ambience of the festival, which is very family friendly. Yet the sharp melancholy of some of the music also resonates with Estonia's tragic past under Russian rule. Siberia is credited as the source of some of Tintura's songs, and it was in one of its prison camps that August Maraama, Viljandi's boldly progressive major, ended his days after being arrested and deported by Soviet authorities in 1941.

Hence the sight of black, white and blue flags and civic pride that pervades most of the concerts makes a great deal of sense. Estonian Voices, the a cappella sextet led by the aforementioned Voorand, whose blend of jazz, folk and classical has attracted large audiences right across Europe captures that feeling as well as any other group. Arrangements that play artfully on the contrasting characters of the singers – the two sopranos Mirjam Dede and Maria Vali and tenor Mikk Dede all impress – are excellent and the harmonising is rich throughout. An orchestra, or rather orkestar, with a more raucous energy is Macedonia's Kadrievi, who elicit delirium and dancing in an audience that cannot resist the relentlessly swirling gypsy rhythms drawn from Eastern Europe and oriental sources. An octet with a mighty bottom-end provided by the bombardon (bass tuba), the group has the explosive character of a funky New Orleans marching band, and like its American counterpart, the standard of playing is high. As for Niger's Bombino, they play a storming desert blues not unlike Tinariwen, in which vocalist–guitarist Goumour Almoctar lays down rugged solos.

Energy levels are kept up in the closing gala concert by Viljandi's artistic director Ando Kiviberg, who invites a few dozen groups on stage to play bite-sized sets to remind the audience of what they have had the chance to enjoy over the sun-soaked weekend. Georgian vocal group Debi Gogochurebi steals the show with its rapturous polyphony, but it is Kiviberg's nifty shape-shifting – he sings one minute, plays pipes and double-bass the next – that is a potent encapsulation of traditions in transition.

Kevin Le Gendre

Trumpet-Man Martin Shaw Gets Linear And Limber At Imber

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Promoter Carole Merritt has built a loyal following for jazz at Imber Court in Surrey, me included, and tends to pick a star player for her monthly events and put him or her in front of a good rhythm section and see what develops. This time it was trumpeter Martin Shaw in pole position, his band of brothers comprising pianist John Pearce, bassist Dave Green and drummer Matt Home. So no passengers there.

Shaw seems either to be submerged in the ranks of the BBC Big Band or to appear in the line-ups of other leaders. In other words, he's a jazz all-rounder and has the aptitude to step into any kind of musical situation and excel. Yet his solo outings are rare and, on this evidence, to be cherished. Broadly of the Clifford Brown persuasion, one might say, he's not a grandstand player, more a linear improviser who enjoys seeing where the creative impulse takes him.

A nicely balanced programme emerged, its variety sufficient to place Shaw among our very best practitioners, either on trumpet or flugelhorn. Pianist Pearce was in commanding form, alert to every signal, his adroit touch making me think of Hank Jones, no notes wasted, each response or solo a quiet gem. Still with the tireless Dave Green alongside and Matt Home, another who is quick to follow and enhance a soloist's direction, there was the ideal bedrock for Shaw to prosper and he did.

Opening with a nifty 'Bernie's Tune', the trumpet tone nicely centred, Shaw followed with 'My Romance' as a flugel ballad, wringing out every embellishment possible, Green's solo similarly affecting. Then it was 'Secret Love' and 'Lover Man', before Shaw fell back from all this love-making and gave Pearce a trio run at 'Just in Time'. Tightly muted for 'What Is This Thing', Shaw then tackled 'All Blues' on flugel, the familiar bass motif presaging a distinctive move away from the Davis model. That said, he shoved the Harmon back in and gave 'Bye Bye Blackbird' his close attention, the highlight a duo joust with Green.

A personable communicator, Shaw clearly relished the occasion and so did we. Get him back soon, Carole!

Peter Vacher

Kofi's Cannonball Caps Swanage Summer Weekender


The sun, sea and sounds were a reminder of the famous film, Jazz On A Summer's Day, and while an introduction from Eli's Chosen Few was missing, traditional jazz emanating from the Marquee suitably provided the backdrop. In the Lindop Tent, named after long standing festival director Fred, Tony Kofi's Portrait of Cannonball started the festival, setting the bar high for subsequent acts. Tearing into the Adderley canon, both familiar ('Sack O'Woe', 'Nardis' and 'Work Song') and less so, Kofi's spirited approach was supported by a tight rhythm section – Alex Webb (piano), Andy Cleyndert (bass) and Alfonso Vitale (drums) – and he was joined by Andy Davies, whose trumpet solos were sharp and clear. Vocalist Deelee Dube was added for several numbers from the Nancy Wilson/Adderley 1961 collaboration.

Friday's proceedings continued with the octet of another altoist, Alan Barnes, the strong line-up including fellow saxophonists Robert Fowler and Karen Sharp, with Mark Nightingale on trombone and Bruce Adams on trumpet. They handled a mixture of old and new standards with great versatility and style, including, surprisingly, a rendition of Bix's 'I'm Coming Virginia', a feature for the forthright Adams. 

By Saturday, a listener could have been forgiven for thinking the festival was an altoists' convention, as Greg Abate showed what a brilliant interpreter of Parker-inspired post-bop he is, breezing through 'Yardbird Suite', 'Out of Nowhere', 'Steeplechase' and others, his predilection for fast tempos ably matched by Craig Milverton's trio. Other highlights were Rollins' 'Pent Up House' and his own composition 'Contemplation'. The bar set high, it seemed unfair to throw the youngsters of Clark Tracey's Quintet into the arena, but the front row of talented trumpeter Alexandra Rideout and Sean Payne's oblique and imaginative alto was sufficiently different to prevent comparisons. Bebop's future is in good hands.

Not to be outdone, the tenor players arrived, firstly in the shape of Simon Spillett, characteristically fast and inventive, who with trombonist Ian Bateman covered material by J.J. Johnson. They were augmented by forceful trumpeter Ben Cummings, later to be seen with the enjoyable New Orleans inspired band, Brass Volcanoes. In a different setting, Diane McLoughlin's tenor provided the perfect foil for bassist Alison Rayner's lyrical and thoughtful compositions, then on the main stage Scott Hamilton showed why he is firmly in the mainstream tenor tradition. With his rich, full tone, he attentively accompanied the engaging vocalist Champian Fulton, an accomplished pianist whose ballad work at times had a Garnerish touch. Echoes of Ellington, featuring Claire Martin, shared the top spot on Saturday, to the appreciation of a large audience, though to this listener it seemed uninspiring at times. Meanwhile, in the contemporary camp, Phronesis overshot their start time for an elongated soundcheck – mystifyingly so for a trio – then into their second number had to pause for more. A slightly disappointing set which could have been more adventurous. As one audience member observed: "the emperor's not-so-new clothes".

Sunday's highlights included the close collaborative duo of Alan Barnes and Dave Newton and a wonderfully joyous set from Jazz Jamaica, who invited the audience to dance, a risky proposition given the mature years of some. But little encouragement was needed and there were chants for more at the end. The Jazz Repertory Company closed the festival with a JATP performance full of power, enthusiasm and entertainment. Appropriately, guitarist Nigel Price was featured as a player, rather than in his capacity as festival organiser – a role for which a good deal of recognition and appreciation is due.

Matthew Wright 

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