As the liner note mention: "Thus on the evening of April 5, 2017, the audience attending Tuft’s concert hall enjoyed an unusual three-part hybrid-format program. First we watched the 1959 documentary film, The Cry of Jazz, written and directed by Edward O. Bland, with the participation of Sun Ra. The film asserts “jazz is the Negro’s cry of joy and suffering” and “the Negro is [white America’s] conscience...if they have a conscience.” These bold and timely ideas pushed forward the second portion of the program, a discussion / Q&A with Daniel Carter, William Parker, and Matthew Shipp. For 45 free-flowing minutes, the men spoke truths, told stories, floated ideas, countered assertions, listened to questions, gave advice, told jokes, and laughed together." Then they started making music.
May this be the reason? A very long evening, talking of deep historical and family trauma and discussing deep sentiments, creating a bond with the audience, interacting with them before taking the stage with the respective instruments? To demonstrate what music is all about? To demonstrate without words what deep sentiments are all about? To demonstrate what true art is? To demonstrate what life is all about?
This one is already now one of the best albums of the year, if not one of the best free jazz albums ever.
Brilliant. Majestic. Grand. Beautiful.