ge 6--Tuesday, September 26, 1978-The Michigan Daily Sun Ra serves up a slice o' the cosmos By R. J. SMITH If there is such a thing as jazz eaven, then surely the gods roared in st at the line-up for the Saturday ening performance during the 1978 rn Arbor Jazz Festival. At the very ast, some wry chuckles were heard um those familiar with all the per- rmers, and some dazed expressions >uld be counted on from those who ere not. A more diverse, opposing line-up could scarcely be imagined. First, there was Kenny Burrell, a disciple of Ellington if ever there was one, in- terested in playing low-key, melodiously swing music. In the middle of the bill was Stanley Turrentine, currently hanging-ten atop the crests of commercial pop-jazzdom. FINALLY, there was Sun Ra. To say there is great subtlety in his playing or that it carries much commercial poten- tial would probably help you cop a plea PREMIERE EDITION (1978-79 season) The University of Michigan School of Music presents the Symphony Band and Wind Ensemble IN CONCERT AL Robed Reynoolds conducting 8:00 p.m. HILL AUDITORIUM SEPTEMBER 29, 1978 Admission Complimentary If you would like more information about upcoming concerts, complete this form, clip, and mail4o: BAND OFFICE (Attn: Mailings) U. of M. School of Music Ann Arbor, MI 48109 NAME STREET, APT. NO. CITY, STATE ZIP of insanity - and not just a temporary one - in most any court of the land. Insanity did prevail Saturday night at Hill Auditorium in the performances and in the crowd, which turned out to be the most vocal group of the festival. It was a bit of a shame, therefore, that one of the finest performances of the entire four days, that of Kenny Burrel and his quartet, got a little lost in the shuffle of noisy support for Ra and Turrentine. If the overall scheme of the show was a comic one, then it was mirrored within the simple wit of Burrell's playing. Introducing a foursome of pianist Harold McKinney, drummer James Brown and brother Billy Burrell ("one of my earliest influences") on bass, the Detroit-born guitarist laun- ched into a set totally given over to the music of Duke Ellington. MCKINNEY IS a wise veteran of the Detroit-area jazz scene, and his ideas are expressed brightly and attrac- tively. The first tune of the evening, for instance, was a long, often gorgeous McKinney exploration of "In A Sen- timental Mood," which changed times and modalities inventively. But if the ideas McKinney expressed often seemed cemented together only by a quick run or two up and down a scale, Burrell's never were. Often star- ting a song off with a solo lead-in, Burrell's bluesy style flowed mar- velously smoothly, with each musical sentence ending in a firm period. Working over the textures of a song languidly, his solos swung like a kid on monkey bars. The group played a moving rendition of "Mood Indigo," with a beautiful opening by Burrell that bent only slightly with the beat, like a strong tree in the breeze. With a sparklingly played melody and all-around sensitivity, it was a highlight of Burrell's performan- ce; and with a smooth transition to a real work-out on "C Jam Blues," it was a memorable part of the whole festival. In the beginning of the show, as he in- troduced his brother and said he would be doing many Ellington tunes, Burrell said, "what's happening up here is a lot of love." By the end of the performance he had repeated that statement many times, without ever opening his mouth. Where Kenny Burrell uses musical form in jazz (time, chord patterns, song structure) only when it suits him, and bends the rules when the best point can be made no other way, Stanley Turren- tine seemed to elevate this formalist viewpoint to being the most important element in his playing. At least that's the impression I got watching him and his group. For Turrentine, melody has pre-eminence over any improvisation, and the main- tenance of a strong, thick melodic line is more important than tonal color. The ensemble provided a well-received snazzy set at Hill, mixing up band originals, covers of popular tunes, ver- sions of contemporary fusion songs, and hits from his recent albums. Turrentine's rendition of Weather Report's "Birdland" had it all over Weather Report's live version. Sans the boring, endless repetition and pointless Herzog Documentaries. In his feature, Herzog finds humanity at the edge of human experience, creating characters who exist on the fringes of society. His documentaries accent this continuing search. LAST WORDS, 1967, 12 min. Last words of a man who refuses to speak, a Cretan hermit brought back to society.... LA SOUFRIERE, 1977, 30 min. Herzog and his crew land on an island experts had predicted would explode. They interview the one man who refused to be evacuated and observe the island without people-traffic lights and tele- vision still pointlessly functioning... . PRECAUTION$ AGAINST FANATICS, 1969, 11 min. An elaborate on-camera practical joke involving German celebrities and a one- armed self protector of race horses.... THE GREAT ECTASY OF THE SCULPTOR STEINER, 1975, 45 min. A lyrical documentary about the lonely terrifying ectosy of the world's greatest ski flyer. More than a sports film with incredible slow motion photography and an outstanding score. Fri: Sean Connery in Boorman's ZARDOZ Sat: Herzog's EVEN DWARFS STARTED SMALL So: D. H. Lawrence's VIRGIN & THE GYPSY African instruments, until a woman comes out and sings. She intones something about the sky being "a sea of darkness, when ther's no sun to light the way," and then, suddenly,' there is Ra: coming up hydraulically from beneath the floor, attended to by a pair of sci-fi courtesans. The woman is still singing about "eternal darkness" and the planets, as Ra struts uncaringly on the stylized wire rainbow thathas risen with him through the floor. Weird? The show has only begun. When he starts talking about outer space and galaxies, or about some aspect of Egyptian mythology, Ra is both entrancing and hilarious. I have no doubts that he has had visions - but I know damn well he has tempered them onstage with a gargantuan sense of the theatric, and a keen eye for the funny and the bizarre. THE FIRST portion of Ra's set was, if you'll excuse the expression here, almost straighforward. Granting his band a great deal of improvisatory freedom, the Arkestra romped through a group of big band songs in a whim- sical, not-irreverent fashion. "King Porter Stomp," "Take The A Train," "Sing, Sing, Sing," and others all soun- ded almost like carnival caliope music: there were a million conflicting edges to the sound, all competing and adding to it a beaming luminosity. They were also pegged down by in- credible solos; far from simply a novelty, this band is a powerhouse of talent. In these early tunes, saxophone and trumpet solos often harkened back to traditional swing-era solos, and then rocketed off into the avante-garde. Further on, the songs began in the fardhest reaches of theravante-garde and took off from there. There were long passages of vacuum-machine-like keyboard extrapolations, times when Ra would spin around behind his syn- thesizer and slap his hands at the keys, or long stints when the band would play at whatever, unattended. THE SHOW also' featured three singer-dancers, who came out several times to vocalize to tunes or improvise dances. It was during these singing por- tions that the great words of Sun Ra were revealed, words which extol the virtues of otherworldliness. Jamming to "Space Is The Place," for instance, the dancers rapidly changed costumes off stage and performed beautiful monologue-dance patterns,nas one singer seductively listed the names of the planets and told us to join him in space because "it's groovy out there." Ra played on until 3:00 at Hill, madly mixing sci-fi sounds and -i tjbes on the benefits of rocket ships with out-of- kilter versions of everything from "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" to "Misty," depending totally on his mood and where his band took the songs. One could perhaps criticize Ra and his Arkestra for too much reliance on show (the abundance of dancing and singing, the band's parade on stage and through the aisles of Hill), but one can- not deny their superb talent. Ra has a brilliant talent for seeing all jazz styles as one style (much like another jazz visionary, Rahsaan Roland Kirke) and for making his admittedly bizarre, sketchy philosophy seem like an ex- citing possibility. And when his messianic streak and his sense of humor collide head-on, the resplt is an entertaining environment that conjures up a remarkable space all Daily Photo by ANDY FREEBERG Sun Ra poses with headphones and cassesse before his intergalactic show Saturday night, as part of the 1978 Ann Arbor Jazz Festival. CINEMA 2 (Rescheduled TONIGHT at 7 & 9) NAT SCI AUD - $1.50 percussion, it became a cheerful, dan- ceable song. A RICH, BALLADY "Pieces of Dreams" was also a highlight, providing the proper sentimental mood for Turrentine's easy-going im- provisitory work. Backing up Turrentine was a youthful ensemble that cracked the whip well when it came to churning out the beat. Keyboardman John Miller spun off walls of synthesized string sounds to fill out the backing sound lushly, and the guitarist clipped out many clean, hard solos. But despite the genial atmosphere of his whole performance, I have major Ir TEES WEEK * * STEVE'S LUNCH We Serve Breakfast A ll Day * Try Our Famous 3 Egg Omelet * with your choice of fresh bean sprouts, mushrooms, green peppers, onion, ham, bacon, and cheese. See Us Also For Our Lunch & Dinner Menus * 1313 S. University Mon-Sat 8-7, Sun 9-7 769-2288 . misgivings about it. Turrentine seemed to be manipulating the audience from the opening, when the band played a funky tune without their leader to warm up the crowd before "Mr. T." strolled' in, to the end, when the worst crass, least common-denominator song in the evening's repertoire - a heavy-handed disco number - was churned out, over which Turrentine announced his exit, all but asking for an ovation. Sadly, he got it. And even sadder, it was resoun- dingly larger than the one offered to Burrell. BUT AT LEAST in jazz, injustices can be easily made up. In time all the howling died down, and it was time for the Sun to rise. And, quite frankly, no matter who's heroes were on stage Saturday night before the last act, Sun Ra and his Solar Arkestra would have stolen the show. From the start, it was a shade beyond bizarre for a jazz show: a 16-piece band comes out and begins laying down a multi-layered rhythmic pattern on ThJe word's out on0 #1pus .., If you want to be in the know, you shoul be reading The Daily the latest in news, sports, les affaire academiques, and entertainment... CALL 764-0558 to order your subscription tod ECLIPSE JAZZ presents: October 2: ECLIPSE JAZZ JAM SESSION University Club, 9:30 p.m.-12:30 a.m. MEDIATRICS presents: September 28: "ENTER THE DRAGON." One of Bruce Lees finest. 7:00, 8:45 & 10:30 in Union Assembly Rm. September 29: "KENTUCKY FRIED MOVIE" TIME Magazine called it "A sort of National Lampoon that walks and talks." 7:00, 8:45, 10:30; Natural Science Auditorium September 30: "I NEVER PROMISED YOU A ROSE GARDEN." A moving film about an emotionally disturbed young woman portrayed by Kathleen Quinlan. 7:00, 8:40, 10:20; Nat. Sci. Aud. UM ARTISTS AND CRAFTSMEN GUILD presents: September 30-October 1: FALL ART FAIR AND MICHIGAN UNION ARTS OPEN HOUSE-75 artists and craftsmen including U-M student displays. Michigan Union grounds and building; Regents Plaza, Saturday, Sept. 30, 10 a.m.-6 p.m. and Sunday, Oct. 1, 12 noon-6 p.m. Admission is free. October 2: COLLABORATIVE ARTS AND CRAFTS CLASSES BEGIN-14 art and craft classes, 6 special weekend workshops taught by active professionals in the Arnn Arbor area. Open to students and non-students; introductory and advanced. Register with U-M Artist and Craftsmen Guild, 2nd floor Michigan Union-763-4430. 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