Meat Beat Manifesto At The Center
I often miss Meat Beat Manifesto‘s ghetto blaster symphonies that fume from the English rustbelt. […]
I often miss Meat Beat Manifesto‘s ghetto blaster symphonies that fume from the English rustbelt. Nonetheless, Jack Dangers‘ experiment with a live modern jazz trio is intriguing as it drops textures and heavy grooves like ink into a glass of water. “Murita Cycles” saunters through Technicolored spy jazz while “Granulation 1” envelops a panicking piano with black-clouded drone. Drummer Dave King‘s cadences maintain a narcotic flow (best heard on “Wild”) and flutist Peter Gordon fires melodies like a poet screaming for attention in a crowded pub. Keep those ideas coming, Jack.