Ezz-thetics 
        a column by 
       John Butcher is a musician of a special breadth and vision. Over the  past thirty years, he has conducted a particularly acute investigation of tenor  and soprano saxophone sonics and, more to the point, their potential for  meaning on any number of levels. He has explored circular breathing, false  fingerings and extraordinary control of embouchure to develop layers of densely  textured, shifting sounds, often doing for long tones and layers what Evan  Parker did first for simultaneous lines. Butcher has also expanded the  saxophone with amplification, including feedback, and explored hyper-resonant  environments, extending the range of his richly layered, meditative improvisations  to include architectural, geological and spatial partners: e.g., an oya stone  mine and the 380 foot high gasometer in Oberhausen,  Germany (The Geometry of Sentiment [Emanen,  2007]); a mausoleum, a reservoir, a cave and an underground fuel storage tank (Resonant Spaces [Confront, 2008]). Butcher developed his music within the context of European (often  specifically English) free improvisation, from early work with John Stevens’  Spontaneous Music Ensemble to relatively recent work with AMM and a host of  partnerships in between, perhaps most notably Phil Durrant, Chris Burn, Rhodri  Davies, Gino Robair and the groups News from the Shed, Polwechsel and A Contest  of Pleasures. Four recent CDs present Butcher in diverse settings that present  opportunities to interact with contrasting collaborators and sometimes  distinctly different approaches to collective improvisation, at times returning  the saxophone to its specific and hallowed nest in free jazz. A few years ago, Butcher wrote a piece called “Freedom and Sound: This  time it’s personal” (http://www.pointofdeparture.org/PoD35/PoD35Butcher.html)  in which he objected to the use of the term “extended techniques” as if they  were things to be chosen by a composer from a list rather than integral parts  of an individual voice: “One wouldn’t describe Jimi  Hendrix’s use of feedback, Son House’s percussive attacks and bottleneck, or  Albert Ayler’s over-blowing as extended techniques. They are all an intrinsic,  inseparable part of the music and a completely necessary part of the artist’s  sound.” It’s a useful list of sources – a collection of musicians of  transcendent power – to keep in mind when listening to Butcher, and it emerges  with particular force during some of these recordings. In Butcher’s own case, the extension of technique has become a range of  sometimes unimaginable sounds and devices that are not mere sound effects but  are wedded to the world, invoking the profound grind of tectonic plates, the  primordial roar of great beasts, the scraped and chattered codes of insects, the  secret speech of magpie and whale or wind making melody as it blows through a  badly sealed window – all the intersections of elements and mechanisms. On  these recent performances, there’s an expanding dance between his instrument’s  sound reserves and more traditional musical languages. Ultimately, we listen to  these recordings differently as each is shaped by different structures,  different ways of conceiving improvisational relationships. Gesture: Butcher’s duo performance with Norwegian percussionist Ståle Liavik Solberg, So beautiful  it starts to rain (Clean Feed CF 390), might well be the most spontaneous  music among these CDs. Recorded at London’s Café Oto in August, 2015, it’s a largely  responsorial music, based in call and response, question and answer. There’s a  particularly open spirit of dialogue, with each afforded space to create his own  music, to exchange time, to develop independently within a shared discourse  rooted in gesture. Solberg has a fascination with little sounds and details, seemingly  turning his cymbals into little gongs and creating sonic skeins of tapped snare  and tom-tom. The spare setting dramatizes Butcher’s attention to the reed,  allowing the minute detail of a sound’s transformation and amplification to  stand out in all its remarkable detail; at other times, the percussion propels  him to enter the energized forum of free jazz, lines suddenly leaping from his  horn. Other: The earliest recording of these recent releases is Tangle (Fataka 14), recorded at Café Oto in February 2014, by the  trio of Butcher, Thomas Lehn on analogue synthesizers and Matthew Shipp on  piano. It might be described as a group operating on a principle of independent  insistence. The 37-minute “Cluster” begins with Shipp declaring a series of  ascending chords amidst the sound of footsteps, whether evidence of an audience  or Lehn’s simulation. His first determinedly electronic sound is a bit of noise  that will suggest a defect in a CD or a dusty LP needle. Shipp will frequently  turn to repeating patterns, usually chordal, and the combination of his formal  insistence (at times it can suggest the decorous exoticism of Moussorgsky’s Pictures at an Exhibition) and Lehn’s  oscillator blasts seem to press Butcher toward a kind of liberated  expressionism. In what may be the year’s most perceptive liner essay, Nate Wooley  recalls a conversation once held with band-mates in which he postulated the  contrasting poles of style formation, “the accretion of raw ideas and refining  a very specific language.” His examples of the predominance of one over the  other had been Shipp tending toward “raw accretion” and Butcher “a very  specific language.” What Wooley hears here is Butcher “simply shred[ding] with  a certain abandon that feels slightly unhinged at points,” and “an obvious  sense of architecture in Shipp’s playing here that is shocking in its ability  to structure the way we perceive the trio improvisations.” For Wooley, Lehn “can  forgo the parts for the whole and create from a distant place: not transcendent  or confrontational, just ... indescribable.” What is remarkable about Tangle is that it isn’t exactly a “tangle”: the distinctions in the musicians’  approaches instead invite a kind of independence of listening (akin to the  independence of hands and feet practiced by a trap drummer) in which we follow  parts singly, in pairs and as three (or sometimes more depending on the scale  of individual activity). The experience is then all the more remarkable when  there is evidently intentional interaction among the parts. We’re invited to a  benevolent conception of time in which it is conceived as both static and  dynamic, both still and moving, like time experienced as two places at once.  The final brief track is called “Tiefenschärfe” (“depth of field”), the title  suggesting just how we might approach this remarkable music. Butcher’s playing at  the outset is as lyrical as Stan Getz. Genre: While the previous CDs reflect an on-going partnership and a special  event, the following CDs present Butcher playing with pre-existent groups that  represent their own improvisational languages from distinct traditions. Trio Kimmig-Studer-Zimmerlin is a group of virtuosic German-Swiss string players – violinist Harald  Kimmig, bassist Daniel Studer and cellist Alfred Zimmerlin – who employ free  improvisation to create music in a direct line of European art music, their  works suggesting the high seriousness and rigorous precision of Schoenberg or  Bartok conjoined to a vastly expanded rhythmic and sonic palette, whether  making their strings into percussion instruments or weaving a tapestry of  harmonics. At times they play at dynamic levels to challenge hearing, suggesting  a distant garden’s light irrigation, articulating, perhaps, the anxious promise  of silence. At times Raw (Leo CD LR  766), recorded in Munich in January 2015, has the emotional weight of  Schoenberg’s Verklärte  Nacht, the musicians’ focus so intense that Butcher’s  long tones have passed to Zimmerlin’s cello, the thought arising of an alchemy  of sound in which everything is wind, everything bowed and scraped string, as  if the sounds have been aerated in a kind of organic ring-modulation. Raw may be the least “raw” music among  Butcher’s recent recordings, possessing the structural clarity of Boulez’s  Webern set for Columbia. Summer Skyshift (Clean Feed CF372) documents Butcher’s 2015 meeting with Lisbon’s Red  Trio at the city’s Jazz em Agosto festival. Butcher’s partnership with Red Trio  was first documented on Empire,  recorded in 2010 and released on LP by No Business. The Lisbon-based group has  the instrumentation of a classic jazz piano trio and a strong connection to the  free jazz continuum; however, pianist Rodrigo Pinheiro, bassist Hernani  Faustino and drummer Gabriel Ferrandini combine tremendous free jazz drive with  an ability to reduce the power for subtle developments of texture, whether it’s  Pinheiro’s lacework keyboard flurries, Faustino’s kalimba-like ostinatos or Ferrandini’s  massed raindrop polyrhythms. In one of the music’s delicate moments, Butcher’s  sound becomes so flute-like that he might be playing transverse soprano,  blowing through one of the key holes. But it’s in the free-ranging  dense bustle that is this music’s lifeblood that Butcher’s extraordinary  facility with multiphonics and his starkly precise articulation enter fresh  territory. As a listener of a certain vintage, I once heard John Coltrane’s  quintet with Pharoah Sanders when the latter was at his energized peak, finding  ways to play the saxophone multiply, with simultaneous roars, wails, gasps,  shrieks and intelligible lines exploding through his horn. I recall turning to  see Coltrane to gauge how much was coming from his horn, only to see him  striking a cowbell with a stick. The music that John Butcher plays with Red  Trio approaches that divine trance. The opening piece (some forty minutes) is a  multi-faceted improvisation that evolves through various stages with each  member of the band assuming the lead at one time or another. It has enough  energy and fury to suggest at times the billion years’ saga of life on Earth in  all its multifarious forms, or, more precisely, it’s an epic of transforming  energy without something so trite as a distinct subject; an incarnation of the  principle of energy. On the shorter final piece, Butcher’s coiling soprano  scales sing directly of Coltrane. Stuart Broomer © 2016  |