Wynton Marsalis, ever the protagonist and explorer, brings his love of the spoken word and the adolescent relations of the male and female persuasion during He and She, a collection of instrumental mainstream jazz pieces with poetry as preludes. Inspired by the tone of the Jon Hendricks epic Evolution of the Blues Song, Marsalis uses math equations, the sun and the moon, and the budding affection of youth to frame his music -- mostly jazz waltzes -- into thematic conclusions based on getting along, and why the genders think differently. New pianist Dan Nimmer is a welcome addition to the quintet, while drummer Ali Jackson really shines and reliable saxophonist Walter Blanding asserts his increasing powers. Where the concept of these recordings is somewhat static and the music predictable according to the previous precepts of the trumpeter/composer, there's a lot to listen to and enjoy, even a bit of stepping out from the hard bop to post-bop comfort zone Marsalis has been mired in for over two decades. "School Boy" reverts to the old-timey vintage stride-infused sound the trumpeter occasionally taps upon, "Fears" is actually a free-form-based piece driven by the bass of Carlos Henríquez, "Zero" floats on the wings of birds, and "A Train, a Banjo and a Chicken Wing" is a typical bluesy, plodding, New Orleans late-night stalk taken in carefully calculated, not giant steps. Of the waltzes, "The Sun and the Moon" is evocative via Nimmer's tinkling piano with muted trumpet and tenor sax, "Sassy" features the stop-start techniques Marsalis has always favored with Blanding's tenor morphing into furious soprano sax, and "Girls" is pretty and innocent as you'd expect. There's a four-part suite dedicated to autobiographical schoolboy firsts, with "First Crush" a near bolero with distinct fluid dynamics, "First Slow Dance" a melting, innocent tune parsed by Nimmer, "First Kiss" a counterpoint tangent, and "First Time" a definitive tango anchoring scattered and dizzying complex flurries of expansive emotionalism. Each poem tells its own story of youthful speculation, self-doubt, and realization, as you hear Marsalis talking about playful connections, "riding the rim bare," "everything and nothing," the madness of a young girl's developing misunderstood mind, and the variation of one-plus-one equations equaling two, three (you and me and us equals three), and zilch. On this return to simpler times and the childish wide-eyed beauty of youth, Marsalis has struck a chord with those awkward, precious times in a way that adults can appreciate....full text |
| Jazz veteran Wynton Marsalis has delved into a multitude of genres, from mainstream swing to ballet scores to epic narratives to last year's Willie Nelson duo. For his fifth Blue Note album, Marsalis turns to poetry, reciting short patches of spoken word complemented by longer instrumental improvisations with his quintet. The theme: impassioned, and oftentimes elusive, love. While Marsalis' verse falters, the music beams stellar with lyrical rhapsodies and compelling arrangements imbued with multifarious colors and orchestral textures. The collection, which unfolds largely in waltz time, includes the swirling "The Sun and the Moon," where Marsalis dances on muted trumpet with tenor saxophonist Walter Blanding. Noteworthy numbers include the four-part "First" suite (youthful crush, slow dance, kiss and the tango), the playfully skipping "School Boy" shuffle with soft-shoe bounce and the romantic muse "Girls!"—Dan Oullette...full text |
| If Wynton Marsalis is serious about how much more girls know about life than boys do, which is a heavily flagged message of his fifth Blue Note album's spoken passages, then I'd like to hear him get the contemporary American composers Maria Schneider or Carla Bley write a concerto for him, and let his dazzling trumpet technique and tradition-driven improviser's imagination do the rest. It might mean a back seat for Marsalis - who has, since the 1990s, been considered by many as jazz's rejuvenating driver - but it could also be the best use of his true talent. The soloing on this album, themed on the relationship between man and woman, is immaculate. Marsalis's achilles heel is his preacher's instinct, so there's plenty of spoken material along the lines of "red, red moon, big, big sky, the road, only the road", to represent the supposedly universal underpinnings of male-female courtship. Once you get past all that, the trumpet-playing - pure in the upper register, with directness weighed against Miles-like muted ambiguity - is gorgeous. Walter Blanding's smoky tenor sax is the ideal counterpoint, and the mix of trad jazz, orchestral swing, McCoy Tyneresque piano punch and bluesy lamenting is a compellingly effective distillation of the jazz past....full text |