Thursday, December 19, 2013

Paul Bedal, Tim Daisy, & Charlie Kirchen @ Myopic Books, 12/9/2013


Here’s a theory/some information for you to disregard completely[i]: For better or worse, whether standard operating procedure or totally idiosyncratic to my personal process, when I go to see live music and know that I’ll want to (or have to…) write it up later, it’s pretty basic what I do during the gig. I sit there, watch and listen, and occasionally jot down little notes or ideas that the music stirs into my head. Generally I’ll have at least 2-3 ideas or observations that come for each tune. Here’s the catch: these thoughts about the music can behave like a dream upon waking: if they’re not captured while I’m having them, or very soon thereafter, they dissipate quickly with next to no chance of retrieval. Gone like a train. Like the music, certain thoughts and ideas about the connections of things can be very “in the moment.” Of course, not all my observations end up being so interesting, clever, or illuminating. But I’ll generally get enough down to allow myself a good jumpstart on writing something.

So what’s all this bullshit about writing process, ideas, thoughts behaving like dreams, yada yada yada have to do with Paul Bedal, Tim Daisy and Charlie Kirchen? In a way, nothing I guess. But maybe this: I wrote nothing down as I was checking out this trio’s three-tune set. Why? Because all that “writing process” crap I tried to explain involves a certain level/style of thinking. The music these guys were making was wayyyyyyyyy too good for me to interrupt my enjoyment of it by forcibly turning my thought process away from the music to trying to capture and transform my thoughts in the moment to describe that music. Fuck that. Often the music can be really great but there are enough breaks that I can get my thoughts/ideas on paper without much interruption in the enjoyment. But this trio was too good and too consistent. Thinking would’ve gotten too much in the way.                    

The music was all freely improvised and in some key ways outside most folks’ listening comfort zone (pulse/no-pulse, lack of standard melody, structurally loose, etc…). But the fact that the group’s instrumentation was basically that of the most recognized and oft used jazz trio - piano, bass, and drums - and that, for the most part, the instruments stayed relatively close to their regularly scheduled timbres, gave it something of a built-in accessibility. This accessibility in no way should be seen as detracting from the creativity and depth of the improvisations. Apparently you can eat your cake and have it too. Bedal’s warm and inviting electric piano tone was at the heart of making this music immediately digestible while remaining adventurous to anyone within earshot. Kirchen and Daisy followed suit in their ability to combine the eating of things with the having of them. But no, they didn’t drop any musical references to tunes from the band Cake. Though that woulda been fine by me - I love me some Cake…       

This trio made a killer, classic rhythm section; with Bedal functioning as icing on the rhythmic cake (what’s up with all the cake?). Daisy and Kirchen came off as something of a rhythm section within a rhythm; and Daisy seemed to be a rhythm section within a rhythm section within the rhythm section. Daisy’s barrage of non-stop ideas and techniques in no way interrupted what ended up being an unbroken flow through each of the three pieces played in this endlessly enjoyable set. The ideas built on one another like findings through scientific method. And even when Daisy is playing free, there seem to be hidden rhythms present, which one can only feel and never count; like secrets which can only be told through the subconscious. Kirchen regularly seemed privy to the inner workings of Daisy’s secret method (maybe I should’ve called it his secret Cake recipe?). In addition to Kirchen’s clear and intricate bass lines, his focus and attention to his fellow players was empathetic and razor sharp: See his entrance with Daisy after the drummer’s short introductory solo on Piece 2 below. It may seem like it was outta nowhere on a dime, but he was simply paying close attention to his band mate, then trusting and acting on his own musical instincts; which can be harder than it sounds.     

Particularly impressive is that the current premise of the ongoing Myopic Books Experimental Music Series is “no bands;” 1st time encounters only, please. Yes, this was Bedal, Daisy, and Kirchen’s first time playing together and their music was completely improvised. But there are other groups who completely (or near completely) improvise their music that play together for years, yet don’t come off as cohesive and fluid as this first time meeting. It was like making a perfect Flourless Chocolate Cake on your first try, and eating it too…



[i] From Philip Seymour Hoffman as the great Lester Bangs in Cameron Crowe’s Almost Famous.


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