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Wow.
This tend to be the way I start any and all of my concert reviews. But still.
Wow.
Glenn Miller Café is a very small corner pub in Stockholm. (accidentially situated as the closest pub to my parents home! What luck!) They serve a bunch of delicious beers, and they have jazz concerts more often than not.
Now, with the size of the place, it's probably the most intimate venue in the city. The musicians stand on a patch of floor that hasn't got any tables. No raised stages, no nothing. Just a bunch of people in a corner with instruments. It just happens to be the only corner of the pub not crammed full of audience members instead.
For our visit yesterday, the Lindgren Ikiz duo were playing. Improvising. Throughout. We got there to their third and last 30min performance for the evening. Ikiz on drums. Traditional battery, and djembe, and a couple of djembe-like hand drums and one drum that looked like a djembe on acid, turned on its side. With the kind of drumming you only get from the really good jazz drummers, that alone was worth listening to.
But Lindgren. With a flute and a tenor saxophone, both rigged into his effects array, he managed to blast the whole room away. He'd play a simple tune, repeat it a couple of times through, and then let that tune be carried by a loop box he had rigged. He'd layer it with another tune, in harmony with his first tune, and then a third, and a fourth. Once he had gotten a decent backing from himself, he'd start improvising on top of it.
Switching instruments if he felt like it.
I'm telling you: Whoa!
At the end of the gig, the audience were clapping and cheering, so they asked whether we wanted an extra number. What would you answer to that? We were pretty clear on it.
At which point he looked out in the audience, and asked Barbara Hendricks, who just happened to be seated, to sing with them for a last number. And she did: tenor sax, drums and Barbara Hendricks soloing.
Again, this is a review written in a state of near euphoria. If you get the chance. Listen to Lindgren Ikiz. And if you get the chance, go visit Glenn Miller Café in Stockholm. Don't ask, just do it.
This tend to be the way I start any and all of my concert reviews. But still.
Wow.
Glenn Miller Café is a very small corner pub in Stockholm. (accidentially situated as the closest pub to my parents home! What luck!) They serve a bunch of delicious beers, and they have jazz concerts more often than not.
Now, with the size of the place, it's probably the most intimate venue in the city. The musicians stand on a patch of floor that hasn't got any tables. No raised stages, no nothing. Just a bunch of people in a corner with instruments. It just happens to be the only corner of the pub not crammed full of audience members instead.
For our visit yesterday, the Lindgren Ikiz duo were playing. Improvising. Throughout. We got there to their third and last 30min performance for the evening. Ikiz on drums. Traditional battery, and djembe, and a couple of djembe-like hand drums and one drum that looked like a djembe on acid, turned on its side. With the kind of drumming you only get from the really good jazz drummers, that alone was worth listening to.
But Lindgren. With a flute and a tenor saxophone, both rigged into his effects array, he managed to blast the whole room away. He'd play a simple tune, repeat it a couple of times through, and then let that tune be carried by a loop box he had rigged. He'd layer it with another tune, in harmony with his first tune, and then a third, and a fourth. Once he had gotten a decent backing from himself, he'd start improvising on top of it.
Switching instruments if he felt like it.
I'm telling you: Whoa!
At the end of the gig, the audience were clapping and cheering, so they asked whether we wanted an extra number. What would you answer to that? We were pretty clear on it.
At which point he looked out in the audience, and asked Barbara Hendricks, who just happened to be seated, to sing with them for a last number. And she did: tenor sax, drums and Barbara Hendricks soloing.
Again, this is a review written in a state of near euphoria. If you get the chance. Listen to Lindgren Ikiz. And if you get the chance, go visit Glenn Miller Café in Stockholm. Don't ask, just do it.
