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Gilad Atzmon & the Orient House Ensemble with Robert Wyatt and Guillermo Rozenthuler musiK Re-Arranging the 20th Century
"1st Jazz album of the Year", John Lewis Time Out "12the Best Album of the year", Time Out "A potently expressive musical angle on the world we live in". Jazzwise "it's a taste well worth acquiring because you realise what a profound, moving experience Atzmon's lone voice raised in protest has been". The Observer "...the work of an independent and unruly spirit still in turbulent evolution. The Guardian "Witty, wierd, bolshie and beautiful, this is a great album". Time Out "This album feels like a spell in a nightclub at the edge of oblivion". Evening Standard "Atzmon is essentially a jazz man, and everything emanates from his moodily lyrical playing-with the most telling moments those closest to home. The Daily Telegraph "His flow of ideas and coherent marshalling of them makes for solos that are as exhilarating as they are impassioned". The Herald "...fantastiK" Sunday Tribune Rearranging the Twentieth Century In the early days of the twentieth century, culture became an industry and music became a commodity. To begin with it looked promising. Music for the people, beauty en masse. This is when jazz was born, when tango crossed oceans, when Nino Rota met Fellini, when the Beatles managed to persuade teenyboppers to toss their knickers in the air. But things changed, something went wrong. It was a pretty gloomy day when I realised that popular music wasn’t aiming towards beauty. Music stopped referring to itself. Aesthetics was brutally murdered in broad daylight and a shallow notion of fashion took its place. A market value was attached to every bar. Music became furniture, a matter of style, a mass global product, an extension of Levi jeans or a secondary product to Coca-Cola. It is time to move on, to rediscover why we all listened to music in the first place, why some of us decided to play music for a living. It is time to seek a glimpse of essentiality in our overwhelmingly noisy environment. Now is the time to rearrange the twentieth century, to stand up, to rebel, to resist and to say ‘no thanks’. It is time to tell Big Brother ‘I will decide what music is about’. This album is a search for the means rather than for an end. It is about playing music; it is about making music for the sake of musiK. musiK musiK is music when it is stripped of its market value. It is the naked German beauty. Being at the centre of man’s innermost reality, musiK is probably the wildest expression of the omnipotent might embodied by the great requiem. It is the impotent shiver performed by the descending lonesome violin. It is the spotless expression of enlightenment and its ‘highly praised’ tempered tonality. It is the sublime oud indecisive tonality digging into the Arabian night. Unlike visual art, which composes beauty out of shapes, colours and matter, unlike prose, which integrates words into meanings and narratives, musiK is all about musiK. In other words, musiK is all about man, man’s emotions, intimate desires, pain, hysteria, tranquillity, lust, love, frustration, liberation and indifference. musiK is the search for oneself; musiK is the search in itself. musiK is mankind at his very best.
Gilad Atzmon Songs 1. joven, hermosa y
triste- Gilad Atzmon, Gilad Atzmon, Guillermo Rozenthuler Credits:
Frank Harrison - Piano Yaron Stavi - Double Bass Asaf Sirkis - Drums, Bandir, Riqq Romano Viazzani - Accordion Dumitru Ovidiu Fratila - Violin, Trumpet-Violin Robert Wyatt - Vocal, trumpet ( Rearranging The 20th Century ) Guillermo
Rozenthuler - Vocal ( Joven Hermosa y Triste, Surfing, musiK, Matthaios
Tsahourides - Pontic Lyra, Greek Bouzouki (Liberating The American Tali
Atzmon - Vocal (And She is Happy, Lili Marlene)
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