Andrew Pask / Jonathan Besser: Griffith Park (PFMCD041)

Jeff Kaiser

[playlist ids="448"]
Andrew Pask/Jonathan Besser

JONATHAN BESSER: Piano
ANDREW PASK: Soprano Saxophone, Bass Clarinet, Live Processing

1. Magnificent Photon—2:20
2. Steam Engine Love Letter—2:58
3. Dust Bunny Meditation—3:13
4. Chessboard Cowboy—4:00
5. Coldwater Light Bulb—2:43
6. Tomato Blade—2:22
7. The Fried Judge—4:27
8. Fruit Cake—5:55
9. Cloud Formation Microscope—3:44
10. Geosynchronous Hibernation—0:52
11. Sleeping Wheel—5:12
12. Wellington Harbour—5:57

All tunes composed by Andrew Pask and Jonathan Besser, except “Wellington Harbour,” composed by Jonathan Besser, © 2006, Andrew Pask, Kaleidacousticon/ASCAP, and Jonathan Besser, Besser Music/APRA

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Wayne Peet at Newzone Studio, Los Angeles, California, June and October 2005
Photography by Annette Wu; design and layout by Steuart Liebig
www.kaleidacousticon.com
www.jonathanbesser.com

Liner Notes:

Jonathan and I were walking in Griffith Park when Wayne Peet called to say he had an opening at his recording studio. (Wayne Peet, more than anyone I have ever met, is a musician and an engineer. And is masterful at both.)

So off we went.

Jonathan and I played together many times when I lived in New Zealand, but the last time we played was in Macau, circa nineteen-ninety-something, at the Captain’s Bar of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel. Jonathan was on tour in China with Ed Ware and Nick van Dyke and I was living in Hong Kong playing in bars and doing gigs with Cantopop stars.

It was really fun to go back into the studio and record after so much time. Just as it happens in spoken conversation with a good friend, we just seemed to pick up where we left off . . .

–Andrew Pask, Los Angeles, California, April 2006

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Steuart Liebig / The Mentones: Nowhere Calling (PFMCD039)

Jeff Kaiser

[playlist ids="445,443"]
The Mentones
Tony Atherton: alto saxophone
Bill Barrett: chromatic harmonica
Joseph Berardi: drumset, percussion
Steuart Liebig: contrabassguitars

chatterbox – – 4:17
double-blade axe – – 3:58
coal – – 4:41
back seat, white cadillac – – 7:08
hardcase – – 2:30
iodine cream – – 4:10
manchild hustle – – 3:16
way high lonesome – – 4:55
the single-double two-step – – 1:58
rocking chair – – 6:29
angel city dust – – 3:47
daisy man – – 2:00
rooster rocket – -1:53

© 2006, steuart liebig/sisong music (ascap)

photos/montages by steuart liebig;
band photos by amparo fernandez;
inside photo from david witham video, processed by joseph berardi;
layout by steuart liebig
recorded at newzone studio, by wayne peet; mixed at newzone studio, by wayne peet and steuart liebig, mar vista, california, 2006

gear thanks: fodera basses, thomastik-infeld strings, rick turner and raven labs; pat missin; paiste cymbals and attack drums heads

Liner Notes by Nels Cline:
The Mentones. The name conjures up some preconceptions: a sort of retro outfit, maybe a blues/rock or R&B thing. Dudes. Maybe Texan dudes. Or Oklahomans. The kind of band dudes get rowdy to, or maybe even couples shake their tailfeathers to. Interestingly, although the name is derived from bandleader/composer/bassist Steuart Liebig’s street name in Los Angeles County, there are shards of truth in these preconceptions. But they certainly don’t tell the tale. The Mentones—and yes, they ARE all men— actually do play a kind of blues boogie, though their brand of this is calculatedly skewed in a kind of Bartokian way. This is an all-instrumental thing, so already we’re talking some kind of FUSION band, right? The kind men might dig, since the rumbling roots of the band’s concept are blues, boogie, and some kind of out jazz freakout. HOWEVER: I have watched women groove mightily to The Mentones! I’ve heard them applaud their taut, economical solo workouts! And it’s not because these guys are working the image thing, OK? Not a hipster hat, no sharkskin, no stage presence is in evidence (sorry, cats)! What, then, IS this SoCal combo all about? Why are these hepcats and hepkittens in major DIGULATION MODE?? *** If one follows the prolific and mercurial output of CONTRABASS guitarist Steuart Liebig, one quickly gets dazzled—if not fully bogged down—in the myriad projects he has formed and for which he composes. I have truly lost count of how many bands Steuart is doing concurrently— it’s well over five—and each one operates within tight conceptual parameters. The Mentones is Herr Liebig’s rockingest combo, and it is specifically created to simultaneously refer to and mangle elements of blues, R&B, and, to my mind, surf and the old “instrumental hits” idea, particularly as it played out in the mid-60s. I am also repeatedly reminded of the early quartet music of Ornette Coleman, not stylistically, but in the tight and focused ensemble statements. There are no 5-minute solo forays here. Each piece is highly compressed, and some are over before you even know they’ve started. There appear to be other tightly controlled parameters. For example, it all seems to be about meaty vamps and unison or octave melodies between alto saxophone and harmonica. It’s a thing! I know this because I’ve known Steuart for 30 years! It’s how he thinks and works. His writing for octets, chamber trios, is rife with neo-modernist harmonies. But not in The Mentones. I cherish a fantasy (apologies in advance to Oliver Reed): Lee Marvin, looking for a out-of-the-limelight spot to have a drink or five, stops into a Salvadoran joint like Culver City’s Club Tropical. On the dance floor, The Mentones are at it, pounding out the mighty Liebig salvo, “Hardcase.” Marvin walks right up to the band, his towering, manly frame blocking the view of many of the reverent denizens. As they WHOMP! the song’s abrupt conclusion Marvin, a few Patron Silvers into his evening asks, to no band member in particular, “What are you guys supposed to be, some kind of LOCRIAN BLUES BAND?!” Too bad Lee’s joined his ancestors, but man, he’d be right! With melodies derived from obscure modes (Steuart is positively besotted with flatted fifths) or completely chromatic, the CHUG and CHURN of the bass and drums ram the solar plexus while the peculiar (and totally singular) melodies dance like satyrs in the cerebellum. *** A few words about the men of The Mentones: On alto saxophone is Tony Atherton. Sure, he sounds like he’s sucked up plenty of the toxic stench in Naked City, or perhaps worshipped at the feet of Big Satan. But the maniacal frothing of his playing is totally ROCK ’N ROLL. If he was around in the late 50s, he’d have been the kid in high school who hung out with all the older nighthawks, jamming into the wee hours—or at least as long as the benzedrine in his inhaler lasted. His imposingly tall frame and gentle demeanor barely mask what is obvious: he is a TOTALLY GONE CAT. After negotiating the written material to a tee, he then uncorks the reedy gusher of his horn/psyche. Bill Barrett plays the harmonica. Simply stated, he is one of the most cogent and arresting soloists ON ANY INSTRUMENT playing today. I kid you not. Listen to this shit! He goes from classic blues harp to fucking campfire memories to ghostly shakuhachi rushes without ever losing the moan and shriek of the blues. His playing is consistently haunted. It haunts the music like a spectre, imbuing each moment it inhabits with what David Briggs called “The Spook.” Drummer Joe Berardi has credits longer than the ‘thank yous’ on a Mariah Carey record. I’ve seen him in so many situations spreading his excellence around that it’s dizzying. Do some homework on this man. In The Mentones, Joe really GETS DOWN. Whether playing prepared drums, a tin can, or just laying it down normal-style, this is a BURNER for Joe (and beautifully recorded, I might add). There remains one question: how can a man so consistently well dressed SHRED like that? As for the fearless leader himself, Steuart Liebig here eschews his effects pedal dazzle for a virtuosic though never out-of- the-pocket piledrive through the lexicon of bass and guitar. You see, Steuart bought one of those 6-string basses right when they came out. These things were the fulfillment of a dream, much in the way the MiniMoog was the fulfillment of a dream for Jan Hammer. If only these select individuals were the only ones to bring these instruments to light! Anyway, now Steuart has 3 or 4 of these monster basses. One fretless, one fretted/flatwound, one fretless, one fretted/roundwound, all customized, stickered, slathered with the foam of the mad scientist he is. He plays slide, digs deep into involuntary bowel movement frequencies, and skitters around in the guitar’s range like a musician version of the Manster. AND OH YES, he writes all these neo-Peter Gunn, Locrian, Willie Dixon jams. When The Mentones perform, Steuart name checks his bandmates about 23 times—per set! But I hope that you, the holder of this fine CD, can take a minute to let the names of these men seep into your over-stimulated brain. *** By the way, this disc really starts to ramp up around track 9 (programmers take note!), so all you kids put on your crash helmets and don’t miss the exciting conclusion of Nowhere Calling! Cowabunga!
Nels Cline—Glendale, CA, April 1, 2006

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PFM039

Rich West: Heavenly Breakfast (PFMCD035)

Jeff Kaiser

[playlist ids="435"]
Rich West: drums, accordion, pieces
Dan Krimm: electric bass
Bruce Friedman: trumpet
Emily Beezhold: electric piano, korg ms2000
Lynn Johnston: saxophones, clarinets

1. Bloomsday
2. A Performer’s Objective Is to Put Everyone to Sleep
3. You Never Want to Tell People You’re a Scent
4. Le Petomane
5. Detritus or Treasures
6. Death Pledge
7. Glenn’s Conducting

all compositions by Rich West, © 2006 richwest recordings (bmi)

Design and Layout by Jeremy Drake
Recorded April 18th and November 27th, 2004
Mixed March 24th, June 2nd, and June 10th, 2005
Mastered August 2nd, 2005
All at Catasonic Studios by Mark Wheaton

Notes:

Heavenly Breakfast is a novel/autobio by Samuel Delany about
communal living but it reminded me about how happy I was when I
would visit my friends’ cooperatives in Santa Cruz. The food was
vegetarian and excellent. The meal would cost a dollar and I’d help
either in the kitchen or at the dining table. And then the circular
massages. It definitely takes a certain type of person to be involved in
those things on a day-to-day basis.

I was not one of them.

– Rich West

BLOOMSDAY
I could say I based the form of this tune on the structure of James Joyce’s book Ulysses – but I didn’t. It’s more about getting progressively more wasted on an eventful Bloomsday (June 16th) on the UC Santa Cruz campus in 1984. I came to a classroom full of joyous Ulysses fans drinking Irish whisky, enjoying another full-length all-night reading of the tome. Brendan, in his tenth year at the university as an undergrad, was trying to finally finish a B.A. in philosophy, preferably before a heroin overdose. He was sitting front and center, absorbed. He got up and read for about a page.

A PERFORMER’S OBJECTIVE IS TO PUT EVERYONE TO SLEEP
“Come to my gig,” I tell my girlfriend. “You can take a nap.”

YOU NEVER WANT TO TELL PEOPLE YOU’RE A SCENT
Right?

LE PETOMANE
I’ve thought of dedicating a whole cd to him. I would be the stand-in for
the famous actor who would play him in the full-length movie. I’d need a
voice-over, though, as I’m really an unpracticed amateur. Did you
know I was once the model for a Butthole Surfers concert promo poster?
Taken by Steve Callis, the police were looking for the photographer and
producers who put out this smut, this photo of a woman’s groin. Ah, pride.

DETRITUS OR TREASURES
In chipping away, a fantastic and unfortunate thing happened.
A 20,000-year old fossilized bug came loose as Mr. Big was digging.
It lodged in his corneal area. A trip to the hospital and some tweezers later, his eye was red for several weeks.

DEATH PLEDGE
See the Latin word “mortgage.”

GLENN’S CONDUCTING
There was a great series at the Kabuki Theatre in San Francisco in
1983 on Fridays. The first one I went to was Glenn Branca
when he had his big guitar group with the sympathetic vibration string
instruments and the drummer played an anvil. You really couldn’t
hear those sounds on recordings, not the way he intended anyway.
I noticed that if you mixed peach brandy and sat in the front row you’d
have involuntary regurgitations. It was LOUD, and freaky because
of all those sympathetic vibration highs. Mind-blowing, psychedelic, and
he had a program so you could read about it in very academic language.
Right?

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PFMCD035

Michael Vlatkovich: Across 36 Continents (PFMCD030)

Jeff Kaiser

[playlist ids="423"]
Michael Vlatkovich: Trombone, Percussion
Rob Blakeslee: Trumpet, Flugelhorn
Jeff Kaiser: Trumpet
Jill Torberson: French Horn
Michael Powers: Bass Trombone
Mark Weaver: Tuba
Rich Halley: Tenor Saxophone
Kurt Peterson: Alto Saxophone/Tenor Saxophone
Alan Lechusza: Bass Clarinet
Chris Lee: Drum Set, Vibes, Percussion
Mark Weber: Narrator, Track 5

1. 5 Why Zee 1 3:53
Soloist: Vlatkovich, Kaiser, Halley, Lechusza
2. I Have These Tears 6:17
Soloist: Blakeslee, Peterson, Lee
3. Asking How Tiny Screams Rust Thousands Of
Times Beneath Enormous Rocks 7:07
Soloist: Powers, Halley
4. 8 5:31
Soloist: Blakeslee,Vlatkovich
5. Be Careful 1:54
Soloist: Vlatkovich, Kaiser, Torberson, Weber
6. 9113 6:20
Soloist: Vlatkovich, Kaiser, Torberson, Peterson, Lee
7. It’s Too Much To See Things Any More Clearly
Than One Must See Them 10:20
Soloist: Kaiser, Vlatkovich, Blakeslee, Halley
8. All Of You None Of Us Know 2:56
Soloist: Halley

Music Composed by M. Vlatkovich, (c)2005 Julius Ivory Music, ASCAP • Poem Composed by Mark Weber
Recorded and Mastered by Sean Flora, Rocket Science Recording, Portland, Oregon
Color Photos by Harlan Goldberg • B&W Photo by Charles Britt
CD Design and Layout by Jeff Kaiser

PFMCD030

PFMCD030

Brad Dutz: Nine Gardeners Named Ned (PFMCD026)

Jeff Kaiser

[playlist ids="414"]
BRAD DUTZ: mallet percussion, hand percussion
CHRIS WABICH: drumset, steel drum, percussion
KIM RICHMOND: Bb clarinet
BOB CARR: bass clarinet
SARA SCHOENBECK: bassoon
ELLEN BURR: C flute, alto flute, piccolo
JOHN FUMO: trumpet, piccolo trumpet
KRIS TINER: trumpet, flugelhorn #4, #8, #9
WILLIAM ROPER: tuba, spoken word
TREY HENRY: acoustic bass
DEAN TABA: acoustic bass #4, #6, #8, #9
ANDERS SWANSON: acoustic bass solo #1
JASPER DUTZ [age 9]: bass clarinet, Bb clarinet

1. Look at the pretty weeds…they’re dead 13:38
2. Rotted vegetables…too late to pick 3:45
3. Rotted fruit…infested with insects 6:07
4. Distribute fertilizer…evenly 5:56
5. I like brown leaves especially when they’re torn 11:54
6. Leaf blowers are stinky…and loud 2:31
7. Norbert rakes bark…and mulch 7:58
8. Wicked late for nite blooming…but not dusk 6:16
9. Plant the bulbs…frequently 3:47

all compositions by Brad Dutz • (c) 2005, leakyspleen music, BMI
recorded by BRAD DUTZ 2003-2004
mixed and mastered by WAYNE PEET at NEWZONE, july 2004-jan 2005
cover cartoons: JASPER DUTZ • layout and design: KAORU MANSOUR and JEFF KAISER
thanks to: YAMAHA, VIC FIRTH, PAISTE, REMO, MOUNTAIN RYTHYM

 

NINE GARDENERS NAMED
1. Look at the pretty weeds…they’re dead
Kim Richmond-clarinet [solo]; John Fumo-trumpet [solo]; Sara Schoenbeck-bassoon [solo]; Anders Swanson-acoustic bass [solo]; Brad Dutz-vibes, marimba, crotales, bongos, cajon bongos, gong; Chris Wabich-drumkit; William Roper-tuba; Bob Carr-bass clarinet; Ellen Burr-flute; Trey Henry-acoustic bass
2. Rotted vegetables…too late to pick
Bob Carr-bass clarinet; Ellen Burr-alto flute; Brad Dutz-marimba; Sara Schoenbeck-bassoon; Kim Richmond-clarinet; text created and spoken by William Roper-tuba
3. Rotted fruit…infested with insects
same as above plus Chris Wabich-perc; featuring William Roper
4. Distribute fertilizer…evenly
Chris Wabich-steel drum [solo]; Jasper Dutz-bass clarinet;
Ellen Burr-flute; Dean Taba-acoustic bass; Kris Tiner-trumpet;
Brad Dutz-repique jamau, vibes, darabuka, cymbals, crotales Hadjira, khol; Ellen Burr-flutes
5. I like brown leaves especially when they’re torn
Chris Wabich-drumkit, percussion, steel drum [solo]; Brad Dutz-xylophone, congas, bongos, darabuka, marimba [solo]; Bob Carr-bass clarinet [solo]; Ellen Burr-flute; Trey Henry-acoustic bass; John Fumo-trumpet; Sara Schoenbeck-bassoon; Kim Richmond-clarinet; William Roper-tuba
6. Leaf blowers are stinky…and loud
Brad Dutz-marimba, vibes; Ellen Burr-flute;, Dean Taba-acoustic bass; William Roper-tuba; Jasper Dutz-bass clarinet, Bb clarinet;
John Fumo-trumpet
7. Norbert rakes bark…and mulch
Ellen Burr-piccolos [solo]; William Roper-tuba; John Fumo-piccolo trumpet; Sara Schoenbeck-bassoon; Bob Carr-bass clarinet; Kim Richmond-clarinet; Brad Dutz-piccolo snare, field snare, orchestra bells, bass drums, piatti, snare drum; Chris Wabich-piccolo snare, field snare, bass drum, piatti, snare drum
8. Wicked late for nite blooming…but not dusk
Sara Schoenbeck-bassoon; Bob Carr-bass clarinet; Kim Richmond-clarinet; Dean Taba-acoustic bass; William Roper-tuba; Kris Tiner-trumpet; Brad Dutz-vibes, crotales, cymbals, xylophone; Ellen Burr-flutes
9. Plant the bulbs…frequently
Sara Schoenbeck-bassoon; Bob Carr-bass clarinet; Kim Richmond-clarinet; Dean Taba-acoustic bass; William Roper-tuba; Kris Tiner-trumpet; Brad Dutz-marimba, xylophone; Ellen Burr-flute, piccolo; Chris Wabich-steel drum

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PFMCD026

Emily Hay: Like Minds (PFMCD022)

Jeff Kaiser

[playlist ids="403"]
This recording represents various musical projects in which I have participated over the past few years. All tracks are improvisations with no overdubs or second takes, with the exception of “A Year and Two Weeks” where a vocal track was added. “Call To Unarm” and “Like Minds” are from live concert performances, and “A Year and Two Weeks,” “Swamp Moss,” “Waiting For Sara” and “Crooked Hopscotch” were recorded direct to two track tape, with no multi-track mixing. Special thanks to all of the musicians who performed on these recordings, to Lee Scott, Randy Fuelle and Wayne Peet for their engineering expertise, to Annette Buhl for her photography and to Jeff Kaiser for his artwork design and support in releasing this disc.

-Emily Hay, 1.1.05
www.emilyhay.com

Emily Hay • Like Minds

1. CALL TO UNARM 8:56
Emily Hay – Flute, Alto Flute, Voice • Ronit Kirchman – Violin, Voice • Brad Dutz – Percussion • Joe Berardi – Percussion
2. LITURGY OF SOUND 5:40
Emily Hay – Flute, Voice • Lisle Ellis – Electronics, Bass • Marcos Fernandes – Percussion, Field Recordings
3. A YEAR AND TWO WEEKS 4:01
Emily Hay – Voice • Michael Whitmore – Guitar • Brad Dutz – Synthesizer
4. BOILED CADILLAC 4:35
Emily Hay – Flute • Wayne Peet – Piano • Brad Dutz – Percussion
5. CROOKED HOPSCOTCH 8:18
Emily Hay – Flute, Voice • Sara Schoenbeck – Bassoon • Michael Intriere – Cello • Brad Dutz – Percussion
6. WE ARE 6:16
Emily Hay – Flute, Voice • Marcos Fernandes – Percussion
7. LIKE MINDS 7:09
Emily Hay – Piccolo, Voice • Ronit Kirchman – Violin, Voice • Kurt Heyl – Trombone, Voice
8. WHA’ ‘BOUT 9:32
Emily Hay – Flute, Alto Flute, Voice • Steuart Leibig – Bass • Rich West – Drums, Background Recordings
9. SPAR 2:31
Emily Hay – Flute, Voice • Lisle Ellis – Electronics, Bass • Marcos Fernandes – Percussion, Field Recordings
10. WAITING FOR SARA 3:06
Emily Hay – Voices • Michael Intriere – Cellos • Brad Dutz – Percussion
11. HIBIKI 5:36
Emily Hay – Flute • Marcos Fernandes – Percussion
12. SWAMP MOSS 2:30
Emily Hay – Voice • Michael Whitmore – Guitar • Brad Dutz – Melodica

1. Recorded by Jeff Kaiser at Ventura City Hall, Ventura, CA 2004 Mastered by Lee Scott, Glendale, CA 2004
2. Recorded by Randy Fuelle, Hit Single Studios, San Diego, CA 2004 Mixed and mastered by Mark Wheaton, Catasonic Studios, Los Angeles, CA 2004
3. Recorded by Brad Dutz in North Hollywood, CA circa 1994
4. Overdub recorded/mixed by Wayne Peet, Newzone Studios, Los Angeles, CA 1997 Mastered by Lee Scott, Glendale, CA 2004
4. Recorded and mixed by Wayne Peet, Newzone Studios, Los Angeles, CA 1997 Mastered by Lee Scott, Glendale, CA 2004
5. Recorded by Brad Dutz, Tujunga, CA circa 2000 Mastered by Lee Scott, Glendale, CA 2004
6. Recorded by Randy Fuelle, Hit Single Studios, San Diego, CA 2004 Mixed and mastered by Lee Scott, Glendale, CA 2004
7. Recorded by Ronit Kirchman/Jeremy Drake, Asto Gallery, Los Angeles, CA 2003 Mastered by Lee Scott, Glendale, CA 2004
8. Recorded and mixed by Wayne Peet, Newzone Studios, Los Angeles, CA 1997 Mastered by Lee Scott, Glendale, CA 2004
9. Recorded by Randy Fuelle, Hit Single Studios, San Diego, CA 2004 Mixed and mastered by Mark Wheaton, Catasonic Studios, Los Angeles, CA
10. Recorded by Brad Dutz, Tujunga, CA circa 2000 Mastered by Lee Scott, Glendale, CA 2004
11. Recorded by Randy Fuelle, Hit Single Studios, San Diego, CA 2003 Mixed and mastered by Lee Scott, Glendale, CA 2004
12. Recorded by Brad Dutz, North Hollywood, CA 1994 Mastered by Lee Scott, Glendale, CA 2004

Photography: Annette Buhl • Art Design and Layout: Jeff Kaiser
(p) Emily C. Hay 2005, (c) Emily Hay Music, publishing administered by Emily Hay Music (BMI). All rights reserved. For more information: pfMENTUM • PO Box 1653 • Ventura • CA • 93002 • www.pfmentum.com

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PFMCD022

Dottie Grossman / Michael Vlatkovich: Call and Response (PFMCD021)

Jeff Kaiser

[playlist ids="402,399,401"]
Call and Response
Poems written and read by Dottie Grossman
Trombone improvisations by Michael Vlatkovich

1. If we lived on a mountaintop :44
2. The lady from Calcutta 1:05
3. What if another caveman 1:12
4. This poem is part cartoon :44
5. I’m grown up now :55
6. The hum of a place :58
7. In a sleep
In the dream
In recurring Cary Grant 1:34
8. Today I bought 1:04
9. In the canyons below 1:27
10. In the evening 1:33
11. There has been :44
12. Three Henny Youngman Poems 1:12
13. Dear Terre Haute 1:05
14. We waited the storm out 1:23
15. On a navy-blue night 1:29
16. Two about movie stars 1:34
17. The man who is more like
The murderer on his way 1:40
18. Ten P.M. 2:12
19. Six Short Cat Poems 2:04
20. The Man Who Loves His Job Makes A Poem 1:09
21. You make me laugh easily 1:27
22. Three Henny Youngman poems :58
23. Two appropriations 2:26
24. My hairdresser tells me 1:52
25. Daughter 2:52
26. In my pre-adolescent :46
27. Once upon a time 1:32
28. Two short ones 2:00
29. Three short ones 2:09
30. The weekend begins 1:35
31. Two in a row 2:46
32. Two about geography 2:02
33. Two more in a row 2:40
34. Two that seem to go together 1:19
35. …And three more Henny Youngman Poems 2:08

(c) 2004 Dottie Grossman and Michael Vlatkovich • Executive Producer: Jeff Gauthier
Art: Billy Mintz • Design and Layout: Jeff Kaiser and Dottie Grossman
Engineers: Garth Powell and Scott Looney • Best Boys: Garth Powell and Jeff Gauthier
Recorded: 6 March 2004, 1510 Studios, Oakland, CA
Recorded in real time with no overdubs or edits

A sampling of the poetry…

1.
If we lived on a mountaintop,
the fog would rise up every night,
so thick you could run a comb through it.
Every morning would look like a barbershop,
with wet floors full of leftover curls.

2.
The lady from Calcutta
is taking a breather
in the California sun.
She sits by the freeway
eating ice cream
and thinks that the freeway
is a kind of Ganges,
all foamy and shining with light.
Oh, lady from Calcutta,
you never had it so good.

3.
What if another caveman
had my hands,
after they saw me
through my teens
and spent the sixties
with me?
Could somebody else
respect that?
And would the tracery
of my lifeline
meander differently
on, say, you?

4.
This poem is part cartoon
and part injection.
I hope it has the clarity of wind chimes
or the bloody sparkle of broken glass.

5.
I’m grown up, now,
but I still find
human babies
menacing:
especially
the way they bob
their smiling,
ornamental heads.
I don’t trust them
when the filtered light
of winter
cleans the empty beach
between storms
and exposes
the desert hideouts
of dead Indians
and their toys.

6.
The hum of a place
tells me everything’s working.
I love the electrical breaths
of us and our gear,
doing pushups.

7. Three Poems…

1.
In a sleep
ruffled by guilt,
I dream of my family,
praying together,
childishly.
They are so small
that I suddenly understand
their common nightmare,
and why they call themselves
by one name.

2.
In the dream
of skyscrapers
as paper dolls,
each has its wardrobe
of tenants
that can be moved
around forever.

3.
In recurring Cary Grant
Dream Number One,
he appears on Christmas Eve
to bless the animals.

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PFMCD021

Tom McNalley Trio: Tom McNalley Trio (PFMCD018)

Jeff Kaiser

[playlist ids="391"]
Tom McNalley Trio

Tom McNalley: guitar
Jonas Tauber: bass
Ken Ollis: drums

1) Reddog 18:32
2) Orange Needle Society 13:53
3) ZHE 14:34
4) Mourned 9:54
5) Gallery 421 7:30
6) Loss 8:01
Total Playing Time: 72:24

All compositions by Tom McNalley, (C)2004 Tom McNalley Music, ASCAP
Recorded at Cappos Cafe, 10.6.03 by Keegan Quinn
CD mastering, art design, and layout by Jeff Kaiser
Photographs by Jonas Tauber and Tom McNalley

After getting the initial version of this CD, I sent copies to several people to see what they thought. One was my friend, author and music critic Richard Meltzer. He called and said that he loves the CD – very much, in fact – and if I wanted liner notes, he would write them. Naturally, and with gratitude, I took him up. — Tom McNalley
******

Hey, listen — I got something important to tell you:

Tom McNalley is the youngest Great Musician I’ve ever encountered.

Great! Amazing! To put things in even partial perspective, the last young’un anywhere near as adept and inventive and passionately original was probably David Murray, pre-WSQ, back when he was still a ferocious motherfucker.

Tom McNalley IS a ferocious motherfucker. By turns savage and tender — a killer and healer — nutso and nutty, then logical/lucid as Jerkoff Sebastian Bach, his playing is as hotly/coolly/sanely/madly a-dance and a-prance (at peace-and-war) with abstract notions as it is with direct emotional one-on-one — “interest” and “feeling” existentially melded (no mean feat) — “jazzy” in the least jaded, least guitar-baggaged, most mammal-elegant sense, while partaking EQUALLY of the dirty screaming scuzz of postwar blues and rock rock rock and roll…fuggit.

Sophisticated beyond its maker’s 21 years, Tom’s music spins, spills and spits forth whole vast sonic WORLDS (pardon my French), but if you’re lookin’ to hear Other Guitarists in his playing, well, you won’t hear other guitarists in his playing. Okay, splashes and soundings maybe — f’r sure he’s picked up “things” from Hendrix, McLaughlin, Sharrock, Nels Cline, Derek Bailey, Alberts Collins and King — but rarely anything as explicit as a borrowed “idea,” a riff, even a lick.

“I’ve never been lick-oriented,” says Tom. “I’ve tried to develop a sense of melody that will serve me, that’ll do me some good, and I always like to see how others handle it, but not through their licks.”

By “melody,” um, you mean tunes? Tunefulness?

“No, more like just the basis for telling a story — the unique and individual approaches of players I admire, the ones who seem to be emotionally honest, who have the chops to communicate directly and honestly. Most aren’t even guitarists. Rob Blakeslee is and has been very important to me, seeing how he makes the music that is his — the concepts he brings to his trumpet playing.

Ayler…Braxton…Charlie Parker, certainly — but not for anything to do with ‘bebop.’ Bebop as such has very little meaning to me.”
And what is the importance, the weight in the equation, of “free”?

“In a sense, I view composition as no more than a set of instructions for the band. There are things I want to happen, but they’re general. I like looseness — flexibility — so the music can go anywhere. In some cases there’ll be a written line, but usually no more than a suggestion of bass line, rhythmic groove, things like that. Half the tunes in this set, on this recording, are freely improvised — completely — there’s no written or suggested anything. Even the stuff that sounds written is very spur-of-the-moment. In real time, not trying to play to a pre-existent notion, but at the same time going for and building a musical totality, the players communicated the compositions to each other. We just played and listened.”

Played and listened: dig it!

Look, I don’t wanna make with the ultra-superlatives again — well, maybe I do — but this here album, on which Tom, bassist Jonas Tauber and drummer Ken Ollis explore, with extreme malice (and extreme care and definitude), the MYSTERY OF INTIMACY — stripmine it — achieve near-total communion — is to my ears the HOTTEST debut alb by a guitar guy & co. since Are You Experienced? Hendrix. Before you were born (that’s how old I am).

It is also — pardon my carried-away — one of the great trio albs, period, y’know like ever, up there with Trio in Real Time by Richard Grossman, the v. best of Bill Evans with Scott LaFaro and Paul Motian, and the bestest by Air with Steve McCall. The music these humpers make together is outstanding and astounding…I wouldn’t shit ya.

Hey — I love this record — ‘scuse me — disc. I hope you will too.

— Richard Meltzer, Portland, 2004

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The Jeff Kaiser Ockodektet: 17 Themes for Ockodektet (PFMCD010)

Jeff Kaiser

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Woodwinds: Eric Barber, Vinny Golia, Emily Hay, Lynn Johnston
Trumpets: Dan Clucas, Kris Tiner
Euphonium and Valve-Trombone: Eric Sbar
Tuba: Mark Weaver
Prepared Acoustic Guitar: Ernesto Diaz-Infante
Electric Guitar/Electronics: G.E. Stinson
Organ/Theremin/Electronics: Wayne Peet
Contrabasses: Jim Connolly, Scott Walton
Drums: Billy Mintz, Richie West
Percussion: Brad Dutz
Conductor/Trumpet: Jeff Kaiser

Suite One
1. Dirge 2:31
2. Clad Like Birds 3:40
3. Amplifying Their Parallels 7:01
4. Nothing May Be Taken Naturally 2:56
5. Even with Diagrams 8:12
6. One Absolute Material 5:54
7. Figures of this In-Between 3:05
8. Figures to be Actualities 4:27
9. Figure with Wings 7:09
Suite Two
10. Coincidentia Oppositorum 3:55
11. Where His Third Eye Could Be 3:59
12. Fulfilled by the Reflected Image 7:41
13. There is No Profit from Dreams 7:55
14. Into That Nothing-Between 5:07
Total Time: 73:44

All compositions and arrangements by Jeff Kaiser, ©2002 Jeff Kaiser Music, ASCAP
Recorded direct to DAT – on the occasion of Jeff Kaiser’s 40th birthday party – at Ventura City Hall, Ventura, CA, 12.8.01
CD recording, mastering, design, and layout by Jeff Kaiser

“Dreams are sleep’s watchful brother, of death’s fraternity, heralds, watchmen of that coming night, and our attitude toward them may be modeled upon Hades, receiving, hospitable, yet relentlessly deepening, attuned to the nocturne, dusky, and with a fearful cold intelligence that gives permanent shelter in his house to the incurable conditions of human being.”
— James Hillman, The Dream and the Underworld

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Brad Dutz and John Holmes: My Bongo (PFMCD012)

Jeff Kaiser

[playlist ids="379"]

Percussion Duos
list of axii used:
1. Gongs, Cymbals, Cupchimes
2. Kidi, Sogo, Kagan
3. Indianbells, Bird Call, Cymbals, Springs, Gongs, Pods, Harmonica, Conga, Drumset
4. Marimba, Drumset, Woodblocks, Cupchimes
5. Bellchimes, Pandiero, Congas, Drumset, Arp Axxe, Cowbells
6. Eight Metal Discs, Cupchimes, Pods
7. Xylophone, Steel Drum, Drumset
8. Two sets of Bongos
9. Drumset, Congas, Bongos, Cymbals
10. Vibes, Drumset
11. Tabla, Drumset, Caxixi, Gyli, Melodica
12. Crotales, Drumset, String Cajon,
Tar-Ine, Bongos, Waterphone
13. Gyli, Drumset, Cajon, Kagan, Kidi, Sogo, Bowed Crotales
14. Glass Marimba, Drumset
15. Bougarabous, Bongos, Drumset
16. Gongs, Cymbals, Cupchimes

Track List:
1. We Like Gongs 5:14
2. Ewe Day 3:18
3. Indiana 2:27
4. Peanut Jelly 3:43
5. Caught In The Middle 4:22
6. Klem 5:09
7. Croquets 4:35
8. My Bongo 2:30
9. Tribute To Elvin 6:36
10. B-17 Apricot Seeds 4:04
11. DuoSolos 5:55
12. Pig On Cow 6:39
13. Another One Pumpkin 4:54
14. Is She Mute 3:28
15. Bougarabou 4:53
16. We Still Like Gongs 4:12

Tracks 2, 6, 7, 9, 10, 14 and 15 by Brad Dutz
©2003 Leaky Spleen Music, BMI

Tracks 4, 12 and 13 by John Holmes
©2003 Cymblicity Music, BMI

Artwork by Kaoru, Cover: Iro #212, Back: Iro #168
Recorded by Brad Dutz. CD Mastered by Wayne Peet

Layout and Design by Jeff Kaiser
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