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  • Guitarist Bob DeVos Talks Jazz On The WBGO Salon Session

    July 11, 2016. Posted by Josh Landes.

    Jazz vet Bob DeVos talks Kenny Burrell, Ella Fitzgerald, and more on this intimate episode of Sheila Anderson's Salon Session series WBGO's Weekend Jazz After Hours.

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  • FIJM 2016... a Friday Night

    July 10, 2016. Posted by Michael Bourne.

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    6PM...a great concert at L'Astral: trumpeter Jacques Kuba Seguin plays with his trio, including Frederic Alarie playing the bass of Scott LaFaro, and a string quartet, a tapestry of beautiful melodies.

    Jacques Kuba Sequinn, photo by Denis Alix.
    Jacques Kuba Sequinn, photo by Denis Alix.

    8PM...a great concert at Monument National: trumpeter Erik Truffaz plays with his electro-rocking jazz quartet, playing magical moments, like a haunting prayer as if atop a mountain echoing through the clouds, or echo-plexing himself into a choir of himself, and then a boogaloo.

    Erik Truffaz at FIJM 2016. Photo by Denis Alix.
    Erik Truffaz at FIJM 2016. Photo by Denis Alix.

    10PM...I meander the jazzfest, stop by Club Soda and say hello to the long-time bouncer as a Swedish group called Peter, Bjorn, and John is singing (so says the program) "decadent rock and shimmering pop new wave." I amble on.

    10:30PM...Turkish Airlines is a new jazzfest sponsor, with a mini-expo promoting Turkish tours, and on the big Turkish stage Nigerian/Haitian rapper Wasiu is mostly babbling -- while at the corner of the Saints, Catherine and Urbain, one can also hear the French/American pop duo GinkGoa sounding rap-like from the Rio Tinto stage. "We don't like rap," says one of the young women at the TD "Comfort" kiosk. They have hand sanitizer and wipes for sticky passersby. They also lend games like UNO for folks to play on a nearby terrace. "We like rock," they tell me.

    Turkish Airlines on the grounds of FIJM 2016. Photo by Frederique Menard Aubin.
    Turkish Airlines on the grounds of FIJM 2016. Photo by Frederique Menard Aubin.

    Maybe a couple hundred fest-goers have become a square around two young women twirling batons of fire. They also eat and spit fire as the square cheers. "Any trouble?" I ask a security guard. "No trouble," he says.

    Up the stairs by the Maison Symphonique there's a new kids playground with a giant wooden sax and drum for kids to climb on. Late it is, but kids are everywhere, lots of toddlers in strollers oblivious to the noise. Also lots of older folks in wheelchairs, and lots of solo men looking as if lurking, and lots of women in groups laughing, whole families walk by, lots of all-ages couples walk holding hands, and one of the fest-workers empties a trash can, an Augean labour with maybe a hundred cans and cups in each bag. Two cops walk by, in shorts and looking like fest-goers but packing Glocks. "Any trouble?" again the question. "No trouble," again the answer.

    11PM...Blues lovers, or World Beat lovers, or whoever happens to be around the Bell stage await a French group called Delgres that mixes Delta blues with the grooves of Guadeloupe. I turn the corner and hear Carlos Placeres, a Cuban troubadour singing Quebecois clave on the Hyundai stage.

    I stop at the Terrace Sangria for a blanche and opt for empanadas again at L'Atelier Argentine: one is Carne with Black Angus beef and smoked paprika, very tasty, the other is Humita with sweet corn and red pepper, very yucky. I doubt that the hot sludge in buckets on the tables would've overcome the yuckiness.

    Sangria Terrace at FIJM 2016. Photo by Frederique Menard Aubin.
    Sangria Terrace at FIJM 2016. Photo by Frederique Menard Aubin.

    11:30PM...I walk alongside Place des Festivals, with two makeshift restaurants, one Portuguese, one French, alongside the big TD stage. Devil's Tale is playing, a group that features Quebecois guitarist Adrian Raso with a Romanian gypsy brass band called Fanfare Ciocarlia, all dressed in black suits with red ties, long hair cascading from Sinatra hats. And tubas playing the leads. Quite raucously danceable, what looks like a few thousand fest-goers are dancing in the street, climatically to Grieg's "In the Hall of the Mountain King."

    Midnight...I'm almost cash-less. Canadian bills are slick and I suspect that money slips out of one's pocket. I have only a pocketful of loonies, Canadian one-dollar coins so named for an embossed floating loon. Canadian two-dollar coins are called doubloons. I don't have enough for the jazzfest hot dogs I like, but I'm curious and ask the kid at the grill how many hot dogs does he grills in a day. "300," he guesses. "400, maybe," he guesses. "I don't know, I'm only a humble...uh?" he wonders. "Grillmaster," I offer. "Grillmaster! I like that!" he shouts as he scrapes off another evening of grease.

    Jamie Cullum at FIJM 2016. Photo by Benoit Rousseau.
    Jamie Cullum at FIJM 2016. Photo by Benoit Rousseau.

    I've been 24 years at the jazzfest in Montreal. Doug has been manager for 19 years of another favorite night-ender, the Dairy Queen. "What sells best?" I ask. "Blizzards," says Doug. "How's business been this year with the jazzfest?" I ask. "This was the worst year ever," says Doug. "Weather was shitty, and they don't have big names on the stage any more," says Doug, meaning the TD Bank scene. "They used to have Stevie Wonder," he says, but then, "That kid, what's his name?  Jamie something?"  "Jamie Cullum," I tell him. "Yeah, he was okay," says Doug as he hurries to handle a cream crisis.

    Back at the Hyatt Regency from another meandering festival night, I almost stumble by a little girl dancing. There's no music playing, but she's just as happy dancing to the cool breezes of a night at Festival International de Jazz de Montreal.

  • FIJM 2016... Days of Daze

    July 9, 2016. Posted by Michael Bourne.

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    Photo by Frederique Menard Aubin
    Photo by Frederique Menard Aubin

    So much happening.
    Every which way around Place des Arts.
    This way a Canadian blues band on the Bell stage.
    That way a Nigerian pop band on the TD stage.
    And a festival of eats!
    Along the back street of the festival, tents and bunkers.
    Mexican tapas. Japanese sushi. Greek gyros. Argentine empanadas.
    I opted for the latter, pretty good. And a rouge from a stand selling sangria.
    Heineken is a sponsor, and new this year is a big tent with mostly New Orleans trad by day, guitarist Jordan Officer hosting jams at midnight, and beer always.

    Streetnix perform. Photo by Victor Diaz Lamich.
    Streetnix perform. Photo by Victor Diaz Lamich.

    Streetnix played Place Heineken Sunday eve, but I heard them in the middle of a hot Thursday in the middle of the esplanade.
    Fronted by the charming spokes-saxist Jennifer Bell, with trumpet, trombone, tuba, and drums, they swing through songs of Ray Charles or Jimi Hendrix, any and all tunes hiply played.
    “My Feet Can’t Fail Me Now!” they sing as a zig-zag-striped rabbit on stilts dances by.
    “Eat something healthy!” shouts a fruit vendor to the crowd on the steps.
    “Go work your own corner!” shouts trumpeter Bill Mahar.
    Music teachers and big band players in their year-round musical lives, Streetnix have played FIJM 29 years.
    One of my annual delights, I have requested that next year (their 30th, my 25th) they’ll play for me the Raymond Scott cartoon classic “Powerhouse.”

    Photo by Victor Diaz Lamich.
    Photo by Victor Diaz Lamich.

    Same block as the Gesu, the festival last year opened Club Jazz Casino de Montreal. It’s a parking lot of the builders SNC-Lavalin. There’s an oyster bar, a barbecue stand, a bagel stand, a bandstand. There’s no gambling — Casino de Montreal is the site’s sponsor, and each evening one can catch a free taxi to the actual casino.

    Photo by Victor Diaz Lamich.
    Photo by Victor Diaz Lamich.

    I was at Club Jazz, my umpteenth year, as a judge for the Canadian band competition. They play for the TD Bank Gran Prix de Jazz: $5000, 50 hours of studio time, a mainstage gig at FIJM and a gig at the jazzfest in Rimouski, a coastal town where the St Lawrence river becomes a bay and then a gulf. Martin Roussel, my fellow judge for most of this century, is the producer of the jazzfest there. We used to quarrel between groups more artistic (me) or entertaining (him) but over the years we’ve come to agree more, always listening for “The One,” the band that’s good enough to win and that other groups will have to better. Some groups are talented but not extraordinary. Some groups don’t sound like they’ve played together enough. We want to hear musicians who know each other and know the music they’re playing. We actually have a prejudice against groups that play from charts. One group this year looked (and sounded) as if they were reading every note, including the solos! Brad Cheeseman, electric bassist from Ontario, fronted a quintet that was in the pocket from the jump and, almost (but close enough) unanimously, won the Gran Prix.

    Photo by Frederique Menard Aubin
    Photo by Frederique Menard Aubin

    There’s a second prize, a “Rising Star Award,” for the “most original piece of music,” $5000 from the multi-media broadcasters Stingray. Stingray programmer Pierre-Jean Lavinge is another of the adjudicating regulars, and we were joined this year by Dominique Soutif, programmer of the Quebec hotel and entertainment “castle” Palais Montcalm, and Cuban pianist Rafael Zaldivar. Tara Kannangara, a singer and trumpeter from Ontario, played the last show of the competition, and just before her last song, we were all essentially done with our judicial notebooks. That was when she started singing “The House Where I Live,” a pretty folk-ish song, with a pretty trumpet solo between the vocals.  And that very last song was the winner.

  • FIJM 2016 Django lives!

    July 8, 2016. Posted by Michael Bourne.

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    Cyrille Aimee grew up in France near where Django Reinhardt lived and where an annual gypsy jazz fest happens. Cyrille played at L’Astral with her gypsy-swing quartet, mostly singing from her album Let’s Get Lost. She danced–shimmied, actually–as if electrified by the swing. "I'm in the Mood for Love," a duet with the bass, was a highlight, also "Well, You Needn't," at first coquettish, then whirled into a funky bump and grind.

    Cyrille Aimee has won both the Montreux Jazz Festival’s Vocal Competition and the Sarah Vaughan International Vocal Competition.
    Cyrille Aimee has won both the Montreux Jazz Festival’s Vocal Competition and the Sarah Vaughan International Vocal Competition.

    "Django Unchained" was that night's show with the James Carter Organ Trio. James is always a commanding performer but was even more of a charmer at the Gesu, telling the audience which Django Reinhardt and bal musette classics they'd be playing "in a more urban sort of context." "Manoir de Mes Reves" sounded more like Jug than Django, like echoes of a 1950's Ammons and McDuff organ jam. Gerard Gibbs on the Hammond B-3 played as heartily as James. Alex White kept all the grooves at the drums.

    The James Carter Trio celebrated their ten-year anniversary in 2011. Photo by David Sinclair.
    The James Carter Trio celebrated their ten-year anniversary in 2011. Photo by David Sinclair.

    None of the tunes (like "Anouman") were recognizable. None of the tunes were at all retro-gypsy. "We're gonna light up a spliff and spark it up!" laughed James, heralding a reggae twist. What was especially enjoyable (along with his frequent dancing) was how Carter's musical personality shifted on his three saxes. On the tenor he'd get funky in the pocket. On the soprano he'd get almost surreal, once playing a solo sound that lasted a whole chorus. On the alto he’d get funny, percussively clicking the sax keys, or swallowing the mic with the bell and playing the feedback. James Carter talked about “unchaining” Django with me and Simon Rentner for The Checkout.

  • Trombonist David Gibson Joins Sheila Anderson For A Salon Session

    July 5, 2016. Posted by Josh Landes.

    Veteran jazz musician David Gibson came by the WBGO studios to talk about his new album, "Inner Agent", and about his own musical history that informed it. From the supper clubs of Oklahoma to the iconic venues of New York City, the full story awaits you in this Salon Session from WBGO.

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