| Bassist Noah Jackson |
Live Concert Reviews from Detroit's Jazz Scene
| Bassist Noah Jackson |
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| Saxophonist Immanuel Wilkins |
It’s
such a pleasure to hear a young jazz musician whose influences are instantly recognizable
after he or she plays a note or two. That’s how I felt Saturday evening
listening to the alto saxophonist Immanuel Wilkins perform with his quartet at
the Blue Llama jazz club in downtown Ann Arbor, Michigan. A Juilliard graduate,
a Grammy-nominee, and a Blue Note artist, Wilkins performed at the Blue Llama
for the first time, and it didn’t take long for his quartet to win over the packed
club. The quartet is unflashy and woven tightly, featuring bassist Ryoma
Takkenaga, drummer Kweku Sumbry, and pianist Micah Thomas. From the opening number,
it was apparent that Wilkins had spent considerable man-hours dissecting the
licks and mechanics of saxophonists James Spaulding and James Carter. Wilkins embodies
Spaulding’s completeness and vast tone and Carter’s fearlessness and command of
every inch of the saxophone. Throughout the 90-minute set, the quartet
performed original compositions—though Wilkins never announced any title, which
was disappointing. But it was an easy flaw to forgive, given how inviting the
music presented was. He showcased his range with brisk, fast-tempo numbers,
slow grooves, and even an avant-garde-leaning number. The standout for me was a
ballad, which he approached with such warmth and tenderness that his saxophone
seemed to melt in his hand. What I admire most about his quartet is their sure-footedness.
They get to the point without taking any shortcuts. Wilkins is a fantastic
saxophonist who truly deserves all the press he’s received since hitting the
jazz scene. Yet, if there’s one noticeable weakness in his game, it’s his lack
of stagecraft—an area in need of immediate attention. Engaging the audience between
numbers and explaining the genesis of his compositions would be an excellent starting
point.
After three years of outstanding
programming, Trombonist Vincent Chandler, the founder of the Detroit Jazz
Preservation Concert Series, finally took the stage himself with a concert celebrating his own music. The 90-minute concert featured nine of his
lesser-performed compositions, such as “Transformers,” “Hidden in Plain Sight,”
and “Praying Hands.” His compositions are multidimensional and demanding, and
you must be an exceptional musician to play them, his wife, opera vocalist
Kimwana Doner-Chandler, stressed, while introducing him. Unfortunately, he
decided against including some of his signature works like “The Beast,”
“Deciduous,” and “Embraceable,” gems that surely many attendees were hoping to
hear. He also didn’t invite any of his former Urban Transport bandmates, Sean Dobbins,
Dean Moore, and Josef Deas, musicians who were next to him when he built his chops
brick by brick, to join him. Chandler performed with his current group, which
includes saxophonist Kasan Belgrave, pianist Jordan Anderson, drummer Tariq
Gardner, bassist Michael Abbo, and guitarist Max Bowen. This group differs
significantly from many of the other straight-ahead acoustic bands Chandler has
traditionally led. This new ensemble leans strongly toward fusion and smooth
jazz. I tried to understand why, at this point in his career, he chose this
direction. Of all the bands I’ve seen him lead, this one resonates the least
with me, mainly because fusion and smooth jazz are so far removed from the
music that originally drew me to him. For the first time in the history of this
remarkable concert series, I left wondering if we would lose Chandler to these
weaker forms of jazz. I left the previous tribute concerts he organized feeling
inspired. Days passed before I could stop thinking about the performances. Over
the years, I have honestly and proudly written about his music and his
contribution to Detroit’s vibrant jazz culture. His monthly concert series has
been one of the brightest developments in Detroit’s jazz scene in a long time.
My discomfort with his new direction isn’t due to any shortcomings on his part
but stems from my own long-standing dislike of fusion and smooth jazz. That’s
not his fault. He’s been a hero of sorts to me, a musician whose work ethic and
the beauty of his playing reaffirm my commitment to acoustic jazz. Still,
that’s what made Sunday night’s performance seem so off-putting. The concert
opened with “The Professor,” and I quickly sensed something was different. His
trombone tone sounded processed, as if there were a sound
system issue. Only later did he tell the audience that he’d bought a new device
that expands the sonic possibilities of the instrument. The group moved through
“Reverie,” “Lion King,” and “The Journey,” the latter sung magnificently by
Chandler’s wife. “Reverie” embodied the complexity of compositions by McCoy
Tyner and Wayne Shorter. There were some standout moments from Bowen and
Belgrave. Especially, Belgrave, whose blowing demonstrated an old-soul strength
and intensity that far exceeded his age. Anderson is typically a rock-solid
pianist, but he reduced himself to a lot of unnecessary horseplay on the
electric keyboard. The concert wasn’t poor by any means, but it didn’t quite
feel like a tribute. Instead, it seemed as if Chandler was giving his
fascination with fusion and smooth jazz a test run. Here's the truth that I
struggle with often: I find it hard to watch jazz musicians I admire drift away
from the music that shaped their cultural identity. As a long-time fan of
Chandler’s music and cultural significance, I can only hope that his venture
into fusion and smooth jazz is short-lived.
Trombonist Vincent Chandler
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| Terence Blanchard and Ravi Coltrane |
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| Trumpeter Wynton Marsalis |
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| Saxophonist Marcus Elliot |
I was surprised
when trombonist Vincent Chandler, founder of the Detroit Jazz Preservation
Concert Series, announced last month, following the tribute to the late pianist
Harold McKinney, that saxophonists Kasan Belgrave and Marcus Elliot would be
featured next. This decision was surprising, not because of any absence of genuine
talent, but because neither artist has yet developed an extensive body of work
as previous honorees in the series have. Chandler explained that Detroit's
young jazz musicians are producing great music and deserve recognition. On
Sunday evening, Elliot delivered one of DJPCS's best concerts, proving that Chandler's
move to spotlight younger composers was wise. Belgrave
and Elliot have graduated with high honors from the young lion stage of their
development. They are respected and popular members of Detroit’s jazz community.
Their respective performances have been DJPCS’s largest turnouts. Elliot’s quintet featured trumpeter Dwight Adams, pianist
Cormac Avila, bassist Noah Jackson, and drummer Caleb Robinson. They
opened with Elliot’s hot. “Hills of Pinar del Rio,” with Adams and Elliot
setting the tone for the elevated level of swing maintained all evening. Adams
swung with the top down throughout the concert, a perfect complement to
Elliot’s luminous blowing. In terms of swing, the quintet was evenly matched,
but Elliot was the centerpiece. I met him years ago during his tenure at the
jazz club Cliff Bell’s. I was drawn to his blowing because he’d clearly modeled
his tenor sax approach on greats like Joe Henderson and Jimmy Forrest. Over the
years, every time I attended one of Elliot’s sets, I was amazed at how his
sound continued to mature. At Sunday’s show, his compositional skills were the
focal point. His compositions show depth, allowing space for unbridled improvising,
a defining aspect of his performance. On his original like “Words for the
People,” “Learning to Remember,” and “On a Good Day,” he consistently showed his
improvisational marksmanship. During certain solos, his blowing was akin to a
youthful Yusef Lateef, and at other moments, Elliot stirred the spirit of Rahsaan
Roland Kirk. Big contributions were also made by Avila, a recent Michigan State
University graduate, and Robinson, the quintet’s secret weapon. Chandler’s
decision to celebrate Belgrave and Elliot proved to be a smart addition to an
already world-class concert series.
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| Pianist Harold McKinney |
On Sunday evening, the Detroit Jazz Preservation Concert
Series paid tribute to the late pianist and composer Harold McKinney with a
two-hour concert co-curated by his wife, Michelle, and daughter, Gayelynn. The
ensemble featured a multigenerational lineup of Detroit jazz musicians: trombonist
Vincent Chandler, bassist Laura Simone, pianist Aya Sekine, saxophonist
Jefferey Trent, trumpeter Jauron Perry, and special guest vocalist Naima
Shambouguer, whose performance added warmth to the program. McKinney was a
cultural powerhouse in Detroit, mentoring generations of jazz musicians and building
programs like Discover Jazz and the Detroit Jazz Heritage Performance Lab. His
discography, though small, was impactful, highlighted by collaborations with
Detroit greats such as saxophonists Charlie Gabriel and Wendell Harrison, and by McKinney’s contributions to the Tribe label. His most celebrated work remains the
classic McKinFolk album. Since his passing in 2002, his daughter
has kept his legacy alive through projects like the landmark McKinFolk: The New Beginning, which united a cross-generational group of Detroit jazz musicians
to perform his music. Sunday’s concert echoed that spirit of the recording. Michelle
McKinney added a deeply personal touch, sharing stories from her life with McKinney and growing emotional while singing “Nostalgia.” And “Warm & Electric.”
The concert opened with McKinney’s well-known works “Juba” and “Conjured Man,”
featuring lively solos from Simone and Sekine alongside strong front-line work
by Trent, Perry, and Chandler. Throughout the concert, Sekine appeared on
course to channel McKinney’s spirit. Michelle McKinney joined the band for
“Wide & Blue,” shifting the tone from swinging to sentimental as she
explained the impetus behind her husband’s music. Unfortunately, microphone
issues diminished the impact of her singing, and Shambhuguer’s single-song
appearance was a missed opportunity to show the influence McKinney had on
vocalists of her caliber. The stories shared about McKinney’s looming
personality were equally engaging as his music. Chandler had the audience
cracking up when he shared the story of McKinney inviting him to his home for a
music lesson that turned into a lengthy history lesson on jazz, dating back
to Africa. Toward the end of the concert, Gayelynn added that her dad was foremost
an educator, and she was exposed to those profound history lessons and philosophical
discussions as early as age eight. As always, Gayelynn was the band's energy source. I find it impossible to sufficiently describe the beauty of
the three solos that she took--a masterful demonstration of improvisational
brilliance. Despite microphone issues and Shambouguer only singing once, the
concert was a hit, a fitting tribute to a Detroit cultural leader whose genius
and music continue to inspire through the efforts of his wife and daughter.