Christiansen and his quintet goose the Americana songbook with plenty of funk and fusion, teasing out dark edges and recontextualizing the music for new generations.
The third in guitarist Corey Christiansen's trilogy of albums exploring the grounds between jazz, blues and Americana, is focused on his original compositions - tunes written for people in his life, places been, characters imagined, landscapes seen and the captured feelings from those experiences. The rapport within his longtime band is at its most evolved and empathic, while Christiansen's already prodigious guitar work has found the fluidity and emotive qualities only obtained through their continued collective focus and dedication to concept. "Supported by a responsive rhythm section, alternately supple and clangorous, (Christiansen & Lapidus) imbue the Christiansen tunes with soulful lyricism to spare." - JAZZTIMES.
1. Turtle Dove - 7:40
2. Didn't Leave Nobody But the Baby (Traditional) - 4:55
3. JT - 7:01
4. Palouse - 5:38
5. Black-Eyed Susan - 5:41
6. Return - 6:59
7. Skinny Big - 6:03
8. Not Whatever - 4:23
All compositions by Corey Christiansen except (2), Traditional
Produced by Corey Christiansen, Jeremy Allen & Matt Jorgensen
(1,4,5) Recorded by Scott Wiley at June Audio, Provo, UT, October 9-10, 2015
(2,3,6,7,8) Recorded by Eric Eagle at Skoor Sound, Seattle, WA, May 16, 2016
Mixed by Scott Wiley at June Audio, Provo, UT
Mastered by Don Gunn at The Office, Seattle, WA
Artist photograph by Mark Sheldon
Cover design & layout by John Bishop
Midwest Record (Chris Spector)
The guitar man takes a steep left turn here as he wraps up his jazzy Americana trilogy with original tunes that seem to take smooth/summer jazz into some dark corners where there's a jazzy impression of southern gothic lurking around the next turn. There's a solid little history of modern jazz here lurking in the twists and turns that gives it the ...
Audiophile Audition (Fritz Balwit)
4-STARS I don't typically incline towards funky R&B/ fusion music. See-sawing major chords, repeated licks, and hypnotic vamps are associated with long-road trips and exercise classes, neither optimal for serene aesthetic contemplation. All the more surprising that this over-the-top boisterous funk outing swept away my misgivings about the genre o ...