RecordDB
Home
Search
Artist Search
Record Search
Track Search
Maintenance
Artists
Artist List
Create an Artist
Edit an Artist
Delete an Artist
Records
Record List
Create a Record
Edit a Record
Delete a Record
Discs
Disc List
Create a Disc
Tracks
Track List
Create a Track
Bulk Insert Tracks
Statistics
Artist Totals
Statistics
Edit
Record
← Back to Records
Artist ID
Title
Field / Genre
-- Select Field --
Acoustic
Audio
Blues
Classical
Comedy
Country
Folk
Fusion
Jazz
Pop
Rock
Soul
Soundtrack
World
Year Recorded
Label
Pressing
-- Select Pressing --
Am
Aus
Can
Eng
Fra
Ger
Hk
Hol
Ita
Jap
Kor
Swe
Swi
Rating
-- Select Rating --
*
**
***
****
Discs
-- Select Discs --
1
2
3
4
5
6
Media
-- Select Media --
CD
R
DVD
CD/DVD
Blu-ray
CD/Blu-ray
Date Bought
Cost
Cover Name
Review
<p>Branford Marsalis' longtime pianist Kenny Kirkland died two months after the sessions for this album began — hence the title — and after a futile attempt to finish the recording in December 1998, Branford decided to leave the music as is, first takes and all. If there are any serious flaws in the playing, they will escape the vast majority of ears out there, for this is an uncompromising, well-played disc of acoustic jazz that leans a bit toward adventure at times. At first, Branford's foursome (Kirkland, Eric Revis on bass, and Jeff "Tain" Watts on drums) seems content to turn out a pretty good facsimile of the John Coltrane Quartet, with Kirkland playing brilliantly and reflectively in the McCoy Tyner manner. But with "Lykief" — a pun on Keith Jarrett's name — Branford takes up Jarrett's long unanswered challenge and pushes through a tumbling, nearly rhythmically free piece attractively anchored by Jarrett's gospel harmonies and melodic methods. "Bullworth" blasts off on a Watts hip-hop rhythm, with Branford going nuts in an angular bit of soloing, and "16th St. Baptist Church" apparently sends the CD home on a funky New Orleans street march, only to be followed by a touching, uncredited Marsalis/Kirkland benediction. Once again, the post-Tonight Show, post-Buckshot Marsalis makes a credibly serious jazz statement in what turned out to be the swan song for one of the neo-bop era's finest lineups.</p><p>— <b>Richard S. Ginell</b></p>
Save Changes
Cancel
View Details