Es ist Teil der Trauer und der Würdigung für viele, wenn einer von unseren Lebensbegleitern in Sachen Musik den Planeten gewechselt hat, ein Lieblingsalbum aus dem Regal zu holen und es in aller Ruhe zu hören. Meine Wahl träfe auf „Diary“, oder „Solstice“ aus den 1970er Jahren. Oder auf „Distant Hills“ – Alben, die immer bei mir geblieben sind. Ich bemühe mich darum, ein altes Radioportrait von Ralph Towner aus dem Archiv des Senders zu besorgen. Steve Tibbetts schrieb mir noch vor wenigen Tagen von seiner ersten Begegnung mit Ralph, dazu ein anderes Mal mehr. Im folgenden Brian Whistlers Besprechung aus dem Jahre 2017 seines letten Soloalbums…

 
I recently saw Towner perform a stunning solo set at the SF Jazz Center. It was a remarkably fresh set from someone who has been on the scene for some 50 years. Most of the tunes came from the new album.  He did play a few classics such as If and Redial. He also played a beguiling version of I Fall in Love Too Easily.

At 77, Towner shows no signs of slowing down or losing his edge. He took chances during his 50 minute set, occasionally flubbing a note that he tried to grab, but then, that’s always been Ralph’s style-thank God, he doesn’t play it safe. Of course, sounding  perfect on the solo classical guitar is a challenge that even many of the classical greats fall short of- I have heard Parkening blow a note and even the ever reliable Williams buzz a few on the fretboard. Not that I care personally about such nonsense. Still it makes me laugh to know Ralph’s classical guitar teacher once told him he would never make the cut as a classical guitarist-and in a way he was right: Towner is SO much more than a mere interpreter of written music-he is a major creative force. He has penned literally 100s of compositions, many of which are played by aspiring classical players. As an improviser on the nylon string he is perhaps in a class by himself.

This may very well be Towner’s strongest solo album yet. The ever prolific master has gifted us with 10 new originals, most written in his neo-classical style. His playing is in top form- indeed Towner is one of those artists who has only improved with age. What you have here is a very listenable album, a kind of rainy day music for thoughtful listeners. It is anything but background music, although I suppose it could be listened to as such-repeated listenings reveal hidden depths.

The opening piece, Pilgrim, sets the tone for this mostly introspective set. It’s all there: a strong melodic classical piece tinged with contemporary harmony and rhythm, that familiar and specific world that only Towner seems to inhabit. There are two tunes on which Ralph plays his signature 12 string. It’s great to hear that unique sound again. His reading of My Foolish Heart is as sweet and tender as Bill Evans’s classic version at the Village Vanguard, which according to Towner, was the inspiration for choosing to become a jazz musician in the first place. You can certainly feel the Evans influence here. To close out the set, he plays a remarkably complete sounding solo version of his Oregon composition, Rewind.

I just want to add that this may very well be the best recording yet of Ralph’s custom nylon string. It’s almost as if he’s playing in my living room. Towner is a bit of a reverb freak-it should be noted that his live performance was slathered with was in my opinion, way too much verb.  Thankfully this is not the case on this recording, which has just the right amount of hall ambience to give the recording some needed space around the luscious notes. Kudos to Manfred Eicher and the fantastic engineers at ECM, who continues to outdo themselvs in the production department.

Towner has done it again. An instant classic.

i want back my rocking chairs,

solipsist sunsets,

& coastal jungle sounds that are tercets from cicadas and pentameter from the hairy legs of cockroaches.

i’ve donated bibles to thrift stores

(mashed them in plastic trash bags with an acidic himalayan salt lamp—

the post-baptism bibles, the ones plucked from street corners from the meaty hands of zealots, the dumbed-down, easy-to-read, parasitic kind):

remember more the slick rubber smell of high gloss biology textbook pictures; they burned the hairs inside my nostrils,

& salt & ink that rubbed off on my palms.

under clippings of the moon at two forty five AM I study&repeat

               ribosome

               endoplasmic—

               lactic acid

               stamen

at the IHOP on the corner of powers and stetson hills—

i repeated & scribbled until it picked its way & stagnated somewhere i can’t point to anymore, maybe my gut—

maybe there in-between my pancreas & large intestine is the piddly brook of my soul.

it’s the ruler by which i reduce all things now; hard-edged & splintering from knowledge that used to sit, a cloth against fevered forehead.

can i let them both be? this fickle faith and this college science that heckles from the back of the classroom

               now i can’t believe—

               that the bible and qur’an and bhagavad gita are sliding long hairs behind my ear like mom used to & exhaling from their mouths “make room for wonder”—

all my understanding dribbles down the chin onto the chest & is summarized as:

life is merely

to ovum and sperm

and where those two meet

and how often and how well

and what dies there

1 Ambrose Akinmusire: Honey From a Winter Stone (Nonesuch)
2 Mavis Staples: Sad and Beautiful World (Anti-)
3 Henriksen / Seim / Jormin / Ouaskari: Arcanum (ECM)
4 Masabumi Kikuchi: Hanamichi / The Final Studio Recording Vol II (Red Hook)
5 The Necks: Disquiet (Northern Spy)
6 Patricia Brennan: Of the Near and Far (Pyroclastic)
7 Amina Claudine Myers: Solace of the Mind (Red Hook)
8 The Waterboys: Life, Death and Dennis Hopper (Sun)
9 Peter Brötzmann: The Quartet (Okoroku)
10 Chris Ingham Quintet: Walter / Donald (Downhome)
11 Vilhelm Bromander Unfolding Orchestra: Jorden Vi Ärvde (Thanatosis)
12 Nels Cline: Consentrik Quartet (Blue Note)
13 Bryan Ferry & Amelia Barratt: Loose Talk (Dene Jesmond)
14 Lucy Railton: Blue Veil (Ideologic Organ)
15 Charles Lloyd: Figures in Blue (Blue Note)

Es war ein ganz wunderbares Erlebnis, wobei „Wunder“ und „bar“ beide gleichermaßen Teil dieses besonderen Abends waren. Irgendwie verwunderlich in seiner Eigenart und gleichzeitig bar jeden Zuviels, genau richtig in seiner Schlichtheit – sofern sich das von einem Arena-Konzert sagen lässt.

Interessant fand ich die Art Gaze-Leinwände, hinter denen die Band anfangs eingeschlossen war, und die – obwohl teiltransparent – später auch als Videoleinwände dienten. Das erste Lied („2+2=5“) spielten sie noch komplett hinter dieser Art Netz. Ich empfand das erst als sonderbare Distanz zwischen Performenden und Publikum, als die Wände dann aber später angehoben wurden, kam mir doch der Gedanke, dass es eigentlich ganz passend ist, das Erscheinen auf der Bühne durch dieses Zwischenelement nochmal um einen Schritt zu erweitern und sich so auch sichtbar dem Publikum zu öffnen.

Die Leinwände waren das ganze Konzert über sehr geschmackvoll eingesetzt. Oft finde ich es ein bisschen schade, wenn die Leinwände einfach in groß das zeigen, was man von seinem hinteren Platz sonst eben nicht erkennt, zumal ich mich dann oft dabei erwische, wie ich nur noch die Leinwand anstarre.

Das war diesmal anders. Die leinwandübertragenen Sequenzen waren immer wieder verfremdet, teilweise auch gedoppelt oder schnell nacheinander wiederholt. Das hat das Element der Konzertleinwand, finde ich, hier viel interessanter gemacht.

Musikalisch hat es mir sehr gut gefallen. Anfangs hatte ich das Gefühl, den Gesang etwas leise zu hören – das hat sich aber schnell gegeben.

Die Band hat toll gespielt und die Songs teilweise auch in Versionen präsentiert, die ich nicht direkt so erwartet hätte. Manchmal war rhythmisch etwas anders oder es wurden synthetische Intermezzos eingefügt und/oder ausgedehnt.

Besonders begeistert und eingenommen hat mich auch die Bühnenpräsenz Thom Yorkes. Er hat sich tatsächlich viel bewegt und getanzt, wie auch in den Kritiken, die ich vorher gelesen hatte, beschrieben. Ich fand das ungemein passend. Es hatte eine Leichtigkeit und ich hatte das Gefühl, er performt all diese Songs sehr bewusst, ohne aber irgendetwas bestimmtes darstellen zu wollen. Seine Art die Bühne zu bespielen, hatte meines Empfindens nach eine große Authentizität. Gleichzeitig fand ich die Art, wie er bei den vielen düsteren Texten damit auch Leichtigkeit und Freude vermittelt hat, sehr taktvoll.

Für mich persönlich war es besonders schön die vielen Songs aus „In Rainbows“ zu hören. Jetzt nach diesem Live Erlebnis finde ich mich nochmals darin bestätigt, dass es wohl mein Lieblingsalbum von Radiohead bleibt.

Es hat mich sehr berührt, zu spüren, dass diese Lieder mehr oder weniger einem ganzen Stadion viel bedeuten und ich fand es schön, in diesem Moment ein Teil davon zu sein.

Auch schön war, dass in meinem Hostel nahezu ausschließlich KonzertgängerInnen unterschiedlichsten Alters untergekommen waren. Mein Zimmer teilte ich mir mit einer Gruppe junger FranzösInnen, die extra aus Lyon für das Konzert angereist waren. Im Aufzug hatte ich mich am Abend noch mit einer Gruppe älterer Herren (Sie dürfen niemals erfahren, dass ich sie so genannt habe, da sie sich schon an meinem Siezen gestört haben – sagen wir also „für mich älter“) unterhalten, die ganz stolz auf ihre Merch-Errungenschaften waren.

Es ist einfach immer wieder schön zu sehen, welche verbindende Kraft Musik hat. Das habe ich gestern wirklich nochmals in aller Deutlichkeit erlebt.

Jefre Cantu-Ledesma – Gift Songs (Mexican Summer)

Even if I’ve loved it from the start, this record has grown so much on me since its release in May 2025. There’s an undeniable magic about this unassuming work that made me keep coming back to it. Whenever I needed a sonic equivalent to a soothing weighted blanket, I could rarely resist the call of that infectious 20-minute piece on the A-side, “The Milky Sea”.

Shortly before the album release, I interviewed Jefre Cantu-Ledesma for the Buddhist magazine Tricycle. He’s an experienced experimental musician who’s originally from Texas but has been living on the Westcoast for a long time and has now been based in Upstate New York for a while, working by day as a Zen Buddhist priest and hospice chaplain. This gentle acoustic ambient record is an offering and an expression of his compassionate worldview – an fascinating kaleidoscope of timbres, tones and textures, based on decades of mindful improvisation practice.

(Written by the man behind Zen Sounds)

Natural Information Society & Bitchin Bajas – Totality
Caroline – Caroline 2
Ambarchi, Berthling, Werliin – Ghosted II
Alan Sparhawk With Trampled By Turtles
Ben Lamar Gay – Yowzers
Enji – Sonor
Daisy Rickman – Howl
The Necks – Disquiet
Gwenifer Raymond – Last Night I Heard The Dog Star Bark
Joannne Robertson – Blurrr

response from flowflowHQ:

Moin, Norbert! The world of 2025 is full of wonderful music we simply don‘t know. From your list I did hear exactly 5 of 10, and on a little afternoon walk I listened for the first time to that pastoral song meditations by Daisy Rickman. Afterwards I found a package from Italy at my door, exactly 90 minutes ago. I listened to it and thought, well, a perfect pair, Daisy and Massimo. So i highly recommend this album to you. Probably too late for the Christmas tree. Massimo Silverio‘s Surtùm is a discovery for me as is the lady from Cornwall. Coincidence or convergence? Thank you, and good evening. (m.e.)

Between the years I have much time to read and listen and watch. Yesterday I opened the winter season of my small „Electric Cave“, with six people watching that movie „Medium Cool“ by Haskell Wexler that I regard as a masterpiece of political cinema from the late 1960’s. It comes along with a deepness and emotional nakedness that I put on par with Walter Salles’ recent Brazilian movie „I’m Still Here“ set in the darkest times of dictatorship in 1970.

Before that, I had the opportunity to listen to an album of uninhibited magic. Afterwards I read about this album of former Can Man Irmin Schmidt. i was impressed by his latest solo piano work that has been running under the public radar like so much wonderful music is. The old hard core fans shortly pay attention, but then miss the ancient vibes and look at such works as a footstep or a reminder to go for the old records again. Reading this announcement, it seems to be another solo work with our terrible state of the world in mind – and a quantum of utopia. Finding solace. Resistance.

It would probably fit well with that „uninhibited magic“ (I mentioned in the first sentence) of Björn Meyer‘s second solo work for ECM, „Convergence“ to be released one day after my Steve Tibbetts portrait at the Deutschlandfunk, on Jan 23, 2026. Darker than his debut „Provenance“, and miles away from any self-indulegnt virtuosity running on empty, it is another burner from the electric bass player who once was part of Nik Börtsch‘s Ronin and its „zen funk“. I love the cover of „Provenance“, and I love the cover of „Convergence“. A visual signifier par excellence. (The cd can already be ordered at jpc.)

Convergence comes from the prefix con-, meaning together, and the verb verge, which means to turn toward. We can use convergence to describe things that are in the process of coming together, like the slow convergence of your opinions with those of your mother, or for things that have already come together, like the convergence of two roads, or for the place where two things already overlap, like the convergence of your aunt’s crazy wardrobe with avant-garde fashion.

2025’s music:  I work occasional weekend evening shifts as a nurse in a care facility.  By 8:30 PM just about everyone is in bed except for one or two residents who have difficulty sleeping.  The aides bring them over in their wheelchairs and park them by my station. This year, while I wrote my shift notes, we listened to Eno and Wolfe’s „Luminal“ until 11 PM.  Most of the time.  One man often insisted on Sinatra.  He and I would sing to „The Summer Wind“ over and over.  

2025’s album:  Sunday night seems to belong to ECM.  In the 80s if I needed to call the Munich office I would stay up very late with an ECM mix tape on, and make the phone call in my Minnesota night, their German morning.  Someone would always pick up the phone, surprised.  This year my Sunday night music was Anouar Brahen’s „After the Last Sky.“  It is an ECM classic in every respect:  it is like a painting come to life.

2025’s song:  „Sunblind“ by Fleet Foxes.  Someone I cared for very much died a few years ago.  She made a playlist that begins with that song.  I only play that at work when nobody is around because I know what will happen.

Nächste Woche könnte die Reihenfolge vielleicht schon anders aussehen. Na, die Nummer 01 würde sicher bleiben. Aber das ist meine „Nikolausreihenfolge“.

01. Jeff Tweedy – Twilight Override (hier mag ich einfach alles!) / 02. Brian Eno und Beatie Wolfe – Luminal (electonic songwriting) / 03.Bryan Ferry und Amelia Barratt– Loose Talk  (ein tolles spoken word album und der große Name hält sich vornehm zurück-das finde ich groß) / 04.Steve Tibbetts – Close (die Gitarre schwappt in schönen Wellen an das Ufer – ist mein Hörgefühl) / 05. Echolalia – Echolalia (zwischen psychedelischem Folk und Krautrock und Spencer Cullum‘s Steelgitarre) / 06. Ethel Cain – Willoughby tucker i’ll always love you (empfahl mir meine Tochter-und sie hatte Recht) / 07. Pino Palladino und Blake Mills – That wasn‘t a dream (wieder sehr eigen und anders) / 08. John Fogerty – Legacy (war nie CCR Fan, und um so mehr erstaunt, wieviel ich mitsingen konnte und wieviel gute Laune mir dieses Album zum 80sten macht) / 09. Little simz – Lotus (Rap, gesungene Passagen und toll instrumentiert) / 10. Thom Yorke und Mark Pritchard – Tall Tales (wild, Radiohead trifft Kraftwerk?, und die Stimme oft spannend verfremdet) / 11. Robert Plant – Saving Grace (Americana, Folk auch mit einer tollen Duettpartnerin) / 12. Jonathan Jeremiah – We come alive (ich mag seine Stimme, die 60s Popsong Stimmung und den Knackbass) / 13.  The Waterboys – Life, Death and Dennis Hopper ( eine Art Konzeptsuite, daraufhin habe ich die Biografie von Ton Folsom gelesen) / 14. Lonnie Holley – Tonky (eine außergewöhnliche Stimme über Musik, die für vieles offen bleibt) / 15. Marc Ribot – Map of a blue city (ich liebe sein Gitarrenspiel und mag seinen unprätentiösen Gesang. Ein toller Nicht-Sänger)