Petra Haller, Meg Morley, Loz Speyer, Live at St Mary's ***1/2

A highly unusual live album of improvisation that works most meaningfully in that the spontaneous composition coheres structurally, emotionally and above all this there is a weight to the outcome. The elements are crisply enough captured - there …

Published: 5 Dec 2022. Updated: 16 months.

A highly unusual live album of improvisation that works most meaningfully in that the spontaneous composition coheres structurally, emotionally and above all this there is a weight to the outcome. The elements are crisply enough captured - there are no real issues with the mix apart from the sometimes muddy piano sound - if Live at St Mary's obtains a CD release, which hopefully it will need to, a fresh mastering might garner brighter fidelity in places. The tap dance of Petra Haller that proved convincing at Azalea in the summertime here for the first time in a trio with free-jazz pianist Meg Morley and the free-jazz and AfroCuba influenced trumpeter and flugel player Loz Speyer recording in a Putney church in September. Petra's feet act as percussion so think of her as a drummer playing on a practice pad rather than a drum with the snare off, the clash of brittle shoe polymer and board together creates its own piquant series of resonances and sometimes you'd swear it's even castanets at play such is Petra's nimble footwork. Morley is frequently serene, even pointillistic. Speyer, a player who should be far better known and celebrated, is an enjoyably plangent pleasure especially on the flugel, stark but also passionate. Moving in places it's a collaboration that harnesses a sense of in-the-moment reaction to distilled expression stored in a collective imagination that unveils itself naturally. The highlight is the three autonomous independent lines explored on 'The Three of Us' where to use a significant Weather Report remark Joe Zawinul is attributed to have made however much this lands in a completely different idiom - ''No one solos, everyone solos.''

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Meg Morley, top left, Loz Speyer, Petra Haller, photo: from the cover art

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In the east end recently jamming at the Vortex long time JD Allen followers will know after a few listens or pretty much immediately that the Detroit born tenorist's Americana Vol 2 is far better than Queen City not that that record was at all shabby because among other reasons of the stop the traffic instrumental treatment on the new 'un of the Eddy Arnold and Cindy Walker song of disappointed love 'You Don't Know Me' the title track synonymous with Ray Charles and which works so well.

The JD Allen approach is to converse with the double bass of Gregg August most here and in lapidary lines with guitar boffin Charlie Hunter. And the approach is compelling.

Critics might cavil at the relatively limited palette of the format and that is a reasonable point. But the rebuttal is found in the sequencing and the way the album becomes bluesier the more you journey with it. Bookended by 'Up South' and 'Down South', overall the message music is however quietly stated devastatingly-political aimed through a humane lens the end result a transcendence above the impossibility of this often unjust world.

The best bits are often outrageously slow and laidback while 'Irene' (Mother)' coming before the end is different and so conversational. JD, August, Hunter and the great drummer Rudy Royston (often quite Rod Youngs-like especially on 'Up South') know how to carve out firm roles for themselves and send a message to you that you can immediately absorb.

'The Battle of Blair Mountain' which references a huge labour uprising in Logan County, West Virginia during the early 20th century ''coal wars'' is a scintillating highlight where the fabric of the structures is newly dug out by Hunter. Royston's deft drum rolls provide a serious moment at the beginning of 'A Mouthful of Forevers' underpinned by August's arco line and JD's most serious statement of the whole album.

Royston is the bridge to Bill Frisell's Americana explorations in the same idiom whether overt or not which this album is in solidarity with but stands apart from authorial Friselliana given Allen's own unique vision as a leader. Often moving and deep there is lots of joyful, virtuosic playing too and in this you would be hard pressed to find a better tenor saxophonist anywhere these days - old news but worth repeating - than Allen who refuses to spray the record with superfluous notes, only what are needed.

There isn't time to go into all the tracks. JD, who turns 50 on the 11th, is Rollins-like frequently but without any direct Caribbean motific quoting or gracenotes in his sound more in terms of statesman-like composure. But also like Rollins when he keeps it simple there is a lot of resource even when everything seems stripped down. Certainly all in all JD's best album since his classic Bloom (2014).

JD appears at the Boulevard with Welsh wiz Andy Davies.

Dale Storr Seven Arts Leeds, Sunday.

JD Allen, photo: press