Dave Burrell solo piano @ Tonic
Long opening piece: Double Heartbeat
Tense, jagged structure building.
Morphing historical present sucking in the past and future.
Within a thirty second section he can go seamlessly from Wagnerian to Impressionistic to Monk without any interruption of continuity.
Consistent cluster textures shot throughout a wide range of structure building moves.
Despite the tense, hunched, jagged energies the music always retains a certain about of swing. The Monk feeling is never entirely absent.
A certain amount of theater: turning around and playing the piano backwards. Well dressed.
Dense palm-sized clusters with left hand at the low end morphing into a waltz.
The way Burell plays, anything can be coherently included -- he could have gone in to a version of Feelings and it would have worked.
Stride with clusters.
Jagged, comical, nightmarish rhythms.
April in Paris: Immediately splintered apart.
Everything-happens-at-once take on tradition like Frederic Rzewski variations. Splintered, inside-out and backwards.
Using his tension for a variety of purposes rather than simply foisting the tension upon the audience.
The walking bas never fully leaves.