“When it rains, it promises an auspicious event,” announced Rhada Botofasina before launching the concert with a a prayer of the Hare Krishna religion that Coltrane was so devoted to. Performed by Botofasina on harp and vocals, accompanied by a pianist and the great Miguel Atwood-Fegueson on viola, the combination of jazz influences and gospel stylings with Indian sacred music was appealing, yet the pentatonic harp arpeggios and block piano chords lacked the spark that made them unique in the hands of Alice Coltrane. Botofasina was followed by free-jazz violin luminary Michael White, whose fiery improvisation was excellent; his performance, however, was marred by the extraneous presence of Leisei Chen, a vocalist who can best be described as a jazz hybrid of Bjork and Yoko Ono. Free-jazz saxophonist Daniel Carter improvised on a theme for solo saxophone that showed off his excellent, almost Paul Desmond-like, cool and breathy tone.
Carter was followed by Kyp Malone of TV on the Radio and jazz guitarist Nels Cline of Wilco fame, who played a remarkable Jazz rendition of a Hare Krishna prayer, accompanied by a bassist and a drummer. Cline is a remarkable player, taking risks and playing out yet firmly grounded in the jazz tradition of chord melody. Malone, on the other hand, sounded frightfully amateurish, frequently hitting what sounded like wrong notes; it made me wonder if this was indeed the same gentleman who was responsible for TV On the Radio's brilliant 'Dear Science'. After some spacey incidental music, Coltrane's nephew Stephen Ellison- aka Flying Lotus- walked on stage to warm applause. Presenting a monologue of Coltrane's on various religious and spiritual topics accompanied by a video montage taken on a trip to India with his Aunt, Flying Lotus was highly underwhelming; his ambient knob twiddling behind the video was barely noticeable and added no valuable texture, and the electric harpist played the same pentatonic arpeggios that failed to inspire when first played by Rhada Botofasina; Miguel Atwood Fergueson's viola was this piece's only saving grace.
At this point the Nels Cline group, featuring Alex Cline on drums, harpist Zeena Parkins, bassist Todd Sickafoose, violinist Jeff Gauthier, a tamboura, and a cello in addition to Cline's guitar, provided a magnificent rendition of Charlie Haden's 'For Turiya ' that reached the sublime cosmic sound that Coltrane pursued throughout her career. The swirling blend of strings, percussion and guitar engaged in a group improvisation that eventually coalesced into a swinging groove, anchored around the bass. Great Stuff.
After intermission, Dutch free jazz dummer Hans Bennick provided the comic relief with a slapstick performance that involved a snare drum, his shoe, the stage, his cheek, and a whole bunch of drum sticks. He was followed by Kyp Malone and company, who preformed a god-awful rendition of 'Govinda Je Je' that lacked all sense of structure, time, and musicality and would have been more at home on the Venice Beach boardwalk than at the esteemed Royce Hall. Ouch.
Following that disaster, Jazz deity McCoy Tyner graced us with fifteen minutes of the most sublime music that I have ever heard. Commanding an orchestra of sounds from the Steinway grand, Tyner's coaxed a wash of pure sound in block chords, fast runs, and sensitive and sophisticated chords and melodies. It seemed that Tyner was acknowledging the subpar quality of the performance when he failed to show up on stage when Michelle Coltrane beckoned for the closing rendition of 'A Love Supreme' that featured incredible viola from Miguel Atwood Fergueson, but was utterly ruined by Michelle Coltrane's miserable tambourine playing of.
Overall, the Alice Coltrane tribute paired the transcendent with the lousy and resulted in the most mixed-bag evening of music I have ever attended.
