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Nothing
Negative
The
Bad Plus are not Dick Cheney
BY
JEREMY OHMES
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What would the music world be without its
purists? Those stiff-necked traditionalists vigorously cling to
the old legends and "authentic" essence of the artform. They constantly
remind us in that nasally, slightly condescending tone, "Such-and-such
just wasn't the same after this-and-that" or "What's-his-face is
just butchering the hell out of so-and-so." Rock purists stick to
vinyl and don't trust any music after 1970. Blues purists think
that any blues without an acoustic guitar is blasphemous. Polka
purists hate … wait, are there polka purists? Some of the
most opinionated, though, might be the jazz purists, though. Also
known as bop snobs, these myopic dogmatists often think that all
jazz post-1955 is worthless. Don't even whisper the words "avant-garde"
or "fusion" around them for fear of getting slapped upside the head
with a Charlie Parker album. So, with all the jazz purists out there,
what's a modern-day jazz band to do? Well, if you're The Bad Plus,
you simply embrace it all and say, "Deal with it."
Comprised of Ethan Iverson (piano), Reid Anderson
(bass) and David King (drums), The Bad Plus is a bop snob's worst
nightmare. In fact, the band is a musical Frankenstein, grabbing
a rock limb here, a pop torso there and creating a mighty postmodern
jazz monster. Their mongrel sound owes as much to Rush and Radiohead
as it does to Miles and Monk, and they even dare to incorporate
covers of rock songs into their repertoire. The Minneapolis/New
York trio's first album, 2003's These Are the Vistas, made a stir
in both the rock and jazz worlds with their free jazz deconstructions
of Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit" and Blondie's "Heart of Glass."
Talk about making the purists cringe. The affable King says, "Yeah,
when we were first dropping the bomb on people, we freaked out some
of the jazz purists. But all the classics freaked out the purists.
Coltrane freaked people out. At some point it's like, dude, we're
avant-garde jazz musicians, we're not Dick Cheney. We're not out
to hurt anyone. Are you really that upset at us?"
Honestly, how could you be upset at a group that
flows seamlessly from Tears for Fears' "Everybody Wants to Rule
the World" to the roaring epic assault of "Physical Cities" as they
do on their latest album, Prog? What's so offensive about
three tight-as-caulk musicians jazzing up and breaking down Rush's
"Tom Sawyer" and then lulling you into a late-night trance with
Burt Bacharach's "This Guy's In Love With You"? More often than
not, people have been rubbed the right way by The Bad Plus' dizzying,
idiosyncratic take on jazz, and for the last few years the trio
has seen some of the naysayers come around, too. "We get some real
bourgeoisie Cosby sweater-–wearing mother-fuckers out there
and we play Ornette Coleman's 'Street Woman' and they're jumping
out of their seats," says King, laughing. "People start to realize
that we're here, we're not some flash, not some gimmick." Purists,
take heed
The
Bad Plus. 7:30 pm Thursday, Feb. 14. Shedd Institute $19 & up.
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