Monday, March 30, 2026

Jerome Kitzke-The Character of American Sunlight; Koch International Classics Records, 1999

 

Some years back Disaster Amnesiac's car was rear ended and totaled, which was a complete bummer, not only on account of having to then go through the hassle of dealing with insurance, finding a new ride, etc. I also lost a copy of The Character of American Sunlight, the collection of seven works by American composer Jerome Kitzke. See, the disc had been playing when my car was rear ended by another car, and there was no chance to eject it before having the thing towed and subsequently traded in for scrap. Mrs. Amnesiac still laments the loss of vehicle but Disaster Amnesiac must be honest and confess that the toughest part of the entire ordeal's fallout was losing that copy of some of Kitzke's incredible recorded works, 1987-1996. Perhaps an odd quirk of the music fan mindset, to be sure, but that being said the music contained therein was so fascinating to me that it just could not be forgotten. Over the years it's been a recording that has been streamed over various of my devices, but as stated I have continued to desire a physical copy for play, especially during drives. Recently I broke down and ordered the desired physical object and am absolutely stoked to have done so. Kitzke's sounds are a kind of shamanic chamber music most likely only possible to have been envisioned and produced by and American composer living in and interacting with American culture and that's very exciting to this listener. The Character of American Sunlight kicks off with 1991's Mad Coyote Madly Sings, during which tight percussion and melodic invention entwine from its onset. It has the flavor of the most focused and forward thinking Jazz, think Mingus or Braxton, and these sounds frame whimsical singing of a text written by Alan Ginsberg, Lakota people, and Tewa people. The piece spins tightly around the perceptions, rewarding close listening with the delight found in truly melodious musical presentation. A Keening Wish follows, and it contrasts higher and lower melodic lines while featuring a female soprano sung voice. Surrealist ruminations about love and fine, minimal percussion color this tense and dramatic piece from 1988, which also skews downright Classical at times, while never losing its American essence. A simple tap dancing pulse pushes the start of The Animist Child, during which the composer coaxes free rhythms and glossolalia from his imagination. Chromatic exploration and shamanistic vocalization ensue, and it's as if Kitzke felt the urge to go back to almost childlike roots on this piece from 1994. Still, the dramatic nuance of engaged adulthood is never far away. Oboe/clarinet/percussion gymnastics are on display on The Big Gesture, as more of that Jazz flavor is presented. Syncopated runs push counterpoint register statements as tight harmonic focus flavors the melodies of this 1987 work. For a percussionist it's a tune of tom tom bliss while a woodwinds player would surely get of mightily on the soaring oboe. If this piece was one of Jerome Kitzke's early calling cards, it's clear as to why he became recognized as an important voice within the field of New Composition. As a requiem for a  fallen comrade, Breath and Bone, with its pairing of accordion and voices, works in an emotional capacity that is never maudlin but more celebratory. It's American to the core as it hits upon First Nation notes and Bayou partying sonority. This listener finds a lot of wonderful similarity to the non Pere Ubu work of David Thomas in the piece, and that alone makes it great for this American. Pensive strings pull We Need To Dream All This Again out of the ether, which lead from largo to allegro passages fueled by more tight percussive syncopation. It's a a piece that runs the gamut from exceedingly simple phrasing to high complexity. Strings glissando and First Nations chant within its polyglot matrix of sound. The drama all leads to a beautiful coda. Yes, let's collectively find a new dream for this gauntlet named America! This collection of works by Jerome Kitzke concludes with the title track, which moves from the Impressionistic lines of its main theme and into sophisto-hobo Harry Partch-like territories with semi tones and junk percussion. Disaster Amnesiac has also heard a possible Messiaen influence at times during The Character of American Sunlight. The mid section of this piece has passages of such great splendor as to replicate that sublime light of the prairie or the desert or the forests on the Easter Seaboard. Pretty amazing, how much harmonic richness can be coaxed from a pretty simple instrumental lineup consisting of piano, harmonicas, percussion, and voices. They say that in America a person can achieve anything that they try hard enough to achieve. Disaster Amnesiac wishes for more musical achievements the likes of which Jerome Kitzke attained during the period that the compositions for The Character of American Sunlight were realized. Surely he's composed more since that time frame, and no doubt they're equally as compelling as the sounds found in this wonderful compilation. Oh and please do not tail gait.

Friday, March 27, 2026

Live shot #215 and shots of downtown Tucson at night!

 

Below: pedal steel player at Jojo's Restaurant in Tucson, 3/27/26. Really imaginative covers of tunes by Bowie, War, Nena and others. Totally enjoyed hearing his interpretations. 

Below: shots taken during a walk with Mrs. Amnesiac through various parts of downtown Tucson. New art at the Congress St. outdoor parking lot is looking great. 








Such a lovely evening in the Sonoran Desert. Ocotillo's are blooming currently. Time to hit a trail on the Catalinas!



Live shot(s) #214!

 Shots taken at Golden Saguaro Tucson, 3/25/26. 

Below: Whistler's Mother. Community-based improvised music with rotating conductors. Really good clarinet player featured.




 

Above: dancer Alea Jade brings an emotional rawness to her movements. 



Tuesday, March 24, 2026

Live shot #213!

 

Lob Instagon, Makeout Room San Francisco 2016. Lob continues to curate musical events at his new home town of Miami, AZ. One of the good guys in music.

Saturday, March 21, 2026

Live shot(s) #212!

 

Shots taken at 191 Toole and Che's Lounge, Tucson 3/20/26.

Below: Nether Dred bring their on point Power Metal precision to 191 Toole. Headed to New Mexico for a Metal festival soon!



Above: Day Trails play big guitar Rock. Was only able to see a couple songs by them before heading to Che's Lounge.

Below: The Working People always tweaking their sounds and approaches to the tunes. Some really sludgey moments to their set at Che's Lounge.




Above: My Darling May, out on tour from El Paso. Hooky Rock/Pop blending. They have fans in Tucson!

 

Below: Gutter Town's Rock 'n Roll moving for people. Great to hear the banjo with them, it adds some grit. Hollow Body Punk Rock! 

Thanks to Ryan for the 191 Toole tix!



Friday, March 20, 2026

Live shot(s) #211!

 

 

Both shots taken at Slow Body Beer, Tucson 3/19/26. 

Above: June Swoon. Singing those road songs. Stopped in Tucson on the way back to Los Angeles from a South By Southwest slot in Austin! 

Below: Priscilla Priddy makes the people dance. Undeniable charisma.



Saturday, March 14, 2026

Arild Andersen/Clive Bell/Mark Wastell-Tales Of Hackney; Confront Recordings Records, 2020

 

It's not as if Disaster Amnesiac has had any opportunities to attend one in a very long time, but I do remember these things called dinner parties, wherein people would get together and enjoy the preparation and sharing of food and drink. They're mentioned in tandem with recent listening to Tales Of Hackney, the 2020 release of a 2017 recording by the improvising trio of Arild Andersen, Clive Bell, and Mark Wastell, because as is recalled, more often than not there would be Jazz playing. That would work, too. Much Jazz music can strike the delicate balance of being able to serve as either listener-focused sound or as background ambiance, and, getting back to Tales Of Hackney, while it may not be a strictly Jazz affair, it certainly has had those same aspects for this listener. And I definitely mean no disrespect towards the abundant musical merits of the players on the disc: bassist Andersen, woodwinds player Bell, and percussionist Wastell strike delicate balances within each and every one of the nice pieces presented on the album, ones clearly pulled from decades of dedicated Jazz/Improvised Music pursuits. Arild's playing has the refinement that seasoned masters evince. Each and every note that is plucked, bowed, or struck from the strings of his double bass is precisely the right one, and they all hit at the exactly correct moment within the matrix of the tune. His melodic gestures arise in ways not forced yet simply emerging, as they've clearly been known entities to him for quite some time. He is not hacking stuff up but revealing insights that true and well earned. The electronics that he contributes are very subtle, and the listener must really pay attention in order to catch them. Back to the dinner party theme here, in that one can simply let these sounds float past or get more intellectually engaged with them. Either way, they exist and they'll let you choose your course of action. How brave! The woodwinds on Tales Of Hackney offer a very unique, for Jazz (if you'd like to refer to the album's offerings as such), timbre in that they are played on Asian instruments such as the khene, shakuhachi, pi saw, and shinobue. Clive Bell does exemplary work with all of them as he explores their tonalities and sonic ranges while never blowing them out or turning their sounds into simple novelty items. The sounds from them are always raw, earthy and Bluesy and they color the pieces beautifully. Resonant metals and non-drum set percussion are what Wastell strikes for the most part. He strikes them in ways that allow them to ring out and into the mix but he also holds back so that they do not overpower his mates within the group. There's a sparseness to his playing approaches which brings much satisfaction. As opposed the the overly demonstrative mode, Mark's playing sounds as if it's defined by the willingness to let the sounds emerge, from himself and the others, in manners that show patience and ego sublimation. Never a bad thing. Taken from a macro aspect, Tales Of Hackney's overall vibe is one characterized by restrained beauty and touched with contemplative refinement. Engineer Shuta Shinoda gives all of the sounds their spot within the mix, presumably an easy task when working with musicians of the stripes held by Andersen, Bell, and Wastell. For all Disaster Amnesiac knows, at this point in time there may be dinner parties happening again, and additionally they may feature any and all type of background music while people gather and eat and socialize. Who knows, right at this very instant there may be a congregation of people cooking and laughing to the sounds of Deicide or the Nightingales. Or maybe they're still playing Cool Jazz from the 1950's. However unlikely it is, if I ever have a dinner party a mi casita, I'd gladly play Tales Of Hackney and hope my guests would dig its fine sounds and tones.