By
  Paul Acquaro
  It is always a marker of success when a concert confounds expectations, even
  if those same expectations had been set by a recording from the group on stage. At
  Jazzfest Berlin this year, it happened at least twice for me. 
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| Joe Lovano Trio Tapestry. Photo by Fabian Schellhorn | 
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  The first time was on the second night of the festival, as saxophonist
  Joe Lovano’s Tapestry Trio with pianist Marilyn Crispell and
  drummer Carmen Castaldi worked up an inexplicable magic. Perhaps
  this should not have been entirely unexpected, after all,Crispell had
  performed a mesmerizing solo set on the opening night of the festival,
  stitching her own quilt of romantic melodic lines that unraveled unhurriedly
  into subversive dissonances and unusual abstractions. 
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| Marilyn Crispell. (c) Cristina Marx/Photomusix | 
  When Crispell’s voicings, however, were laced into the fabric of the
  trio, the interconnecting strands of Lovano’s lines, which shifted between
  hushed introspection and broad melodic arcs, along with Castaldi expressive
  percussion work, resulted in a hour long set of intellectually captivating and
  emotionally gripping music. The group snaked through diffuse passages, where
  each strand was seemingly taking its own direction, only to quickly erupt into
  colorful bursts of collective sound. Their music, which has been captured on
  the ECM recordings Trio Tapestry (2019), Garden of Expression (2021) and most recently
  on Our Daily Bread (2023), is flowingly
  expressive, however on the stage of the Haus der Berliner Festspiele, the
  music seemed to reach a whole other connective level.
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| Joachim Kühn (c) Cristina Marx/Photomusix | 
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  Then, Joachim Kühn’s French Trio on the third night of the festival
  that was able to eliminate the distance from the stage to the audience. The trio, aside from the German pianist, featured the French
  musicians Sylvain Darrifourcq on drums and Thibault
  Cellier on double bass. The trio released The Way on another Munich based label, ACT, this past year. The
  album is excellent, but it took this unexpectedly engaging concert to
  introduce me to it properly. On stage, the sounds simply flowed from the 80-year-old pianist’s fingers. The show began with Darrifourcq’s drums and Kühn introducing, with a light touch, a series of melodic snipped and parts of
  chords. Add in Cellier’s wholly appropriate response on bass an soon the
  tension began to build. A run of arpeggios in the middle range of piano seemed
  to trigger a whirlwind of activity from the bass and drums. After an abrupt
  stop, the trio began their next tune, picking up with the same amount of
  energy that they left off with. Build ups, followed by ebbing intensity only
  to rebound moments later, kept the audience enthralled and the musicians
  equally attentive. A heartfelt story from Kühn about being called out for an
  encore against the organizer’s wishes when he played with his brother Rolf’s
  group at the Berlin Jazzfest 58 years ago led to the audience in 2024 making
  sure he had the chance to reprise the moment.   
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| Kris Davis (c) Cristina Marx/Photomusix | 
  Between these two shows, in the middle of the second night, pianist
  Kris Davis’ Diatom Ribbon’s took the core of her expansive group from
  their 2019 recording, namely Val Jeanty on turntable and Terri Lyne Carrington
  on drums, and added bassist Nick Dunston to bring the angular music to life.
  The smaller group created a sound that both reflected and went beyond the
  recording. The set began with Dunston playing a rhythmic figure on electric
  bass, complimented by the sweet sounds of Davis’ Fender Rhodes and
  Carrington’s lithe drumming, resulting in a bit of an early 70’s fusion
  brilliance. The following tune found Dunston on upright bass, Davis on
  acoustic piano and Jeanty adding hypnotic electronics. Their repertoire pulled
  a composition from Wayne Shorter, as well as from Davis’ rich portfolio with
  tunes like ‘Rhizomes,’ which on the recording featured Nels Cline guitar but
  here was recast successfully here with the different instrumentation. So, in a
  sense, this was a third instance of a transformation between recording and
  stage, though what was presented on stage was a radical rethinking of the
  music into something entirely and sublimely different.
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  It goes without saying that there was plenty more to hear an see on all the
  overstuffed nights of the festival – which began during the daytime with
  concerts and collaborations with students from the Moabit neighborhood of
  Berlin working with the likes of Berlin’s Michael Griener and Joel Grip (among
  many others) and spilled out in the evenings beyond the Festspiele hall to the
  nearby jazzclubs A-Trane and Quasimodo and even to the Kaiser Wilhelm Memorial
  Church. 
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  At the Jazzfest proper, groups like audience favorites, the Sun Ra Arkestra,
  performed sans their 100-year-old leader Marshall Allen. Decked out in
  retro-future costumes and leading a parade through the audience, the group
  delivered a set of big-band tunes, the most interesting being the ostinato
  based ‘Lights on a Satellite,’ a new arrangement of an older Sun Ra tune that
  also happens to be the title track from the group’s latest album. 
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  On the opening night, Decoy with Joe McPhee was a pleasure to see and hear.
  The group, which has Alexander Hawkins on Hammond B3, John Edwards on bass and
  Steve Noble on drums, is a powerhouse of groove and improvisational titillation. McPhee looked youthful at 85 years old decked out in an AC/DC sweat-shirt and
  bright red sneakers. The saxophonist relied heavily on his poetry this evening
  as it seemed like playing the sax was a bit of struggle. Leaning on expressive
  squawks and slow bluesy melodies, he provided a contrast to the churning power
  of the band behind him. 
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| BIDA Orchestra (partial). Photo by Fabian Schellhorn | 
  Edwards also appeared later the BIDA Orchestra, a large group led by drummer
  Sun-Mi Hong, providing both a root for the band as well some of the more out
  parts of the their set. With powerhouse saxophonists Mette Rasmussen and John
  Dikeman, along with trumpeter Alistair Payne and keyboardist Josef Dumoulin,
  the group could – and did – stretch out in many directions. A memorable moment
  began with synth, bass and drums creating a slow moving molten lava groove
  that Rasmussen channeled into a steadily erupting solo. Rasmussen played again
  on Friday night at the Quasimodo jazz club, particularly packed and sweaty
  this evening, for the electronics-laden group The Sleep of Reasons Produces Monsters. Heavy, dense and pulsating with
    energy, Rasmussen again applied her volcanic saxophone to great
    effect.
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ill and could not rally for the last night. Though I wished to continue
celebrate 60 years of Jazzfest Berlin by squeezing into the sold out Haus der
Berliner Festspiele for the fourth and final night with the
superb Darius Jones and his string group from Vancouver
performing fLuXkit Vancouver (i̶t̶s̶ suite but sacred) (see my
write up from
Jazz em Agosto
this year where the group made their European debut) and the always stunning
Sylvia Courvosier, it was not to be. To help you get an impression of all I
missed, I turn to my colleague Sarah Grosser who helps fill in the gaps and
made it through the last night of the festival.
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