The program presented here is indicative of a customary set by the band, which is to say unlike any other music of the time. Ayler continues a practice of elemental one-word composition titles with pieces like the tender "Mothers," itself a recasting of the old spiritual "Sometimes I Feel Like a Motherless Child". There, Ayler pulls out his vibrato stops from the start, drenching the audience in a warm current of matriarchally-minded pathos. Cherry acts as a strong cantilevering presence, anchoring Ayler's energy and interpolating his own freedom. It's as if the two have slipped the pinions of temporal order and entered their own private plane.
The program presented here is indicative of a customary set by the band, which is to say unlike any other music of the time. Ayler continues a practice of elemental one-word composition titles with pieces like the tender "Mothers," itself a recasting of the old spiritual "Sometimes I Feel Like a Motherless Child". There, Ayler pulls out his vibrato stops from the start, drenching the audience in a warm current of matriarchally-minded pathos. Cherry acts as a strong cantilevering presence, anchoring Ayler's energy and interpolating his own freedom. It's as if the two have slipped the pinions of temporal order and entered their own private plane.
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Label: HAHT
Rel. Date: 04/28/2017
UPC: 752156066521

Albert Ayler Quartet: Copenhagen Live 1964
Artist: Albert Ayler
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The program presented here is indicative of a customary set by the band, which is to say unlike any other music of the time. Ayler continues a practice of elemental one-word composition titles with pieces like the tender "Mothers," itself a recasting of the old spiritual "Sometimes I Feel Like a Motherless Child". There, Ayler pulls out his vibrato stops from the start, drenching the audience in a warm current of matriarchally-minded pathos. Cherry acts as a strong cantilevering presence, anchoring Ayler's energy and interpolating his own freedom. It's as if the two have slipped the pinions of temporal order and entered their own private plane.