After many years apprenticing as a progressive jazz sideman, bassist
John Hebert arrives as a leader with
Byzantine Monkey, a title inspired by his wife, and the peculiar dualities of his Louisiana heritage merged with a contemporary living situation in New York City. These pieces are written for three challenging and inventive woodwind players in saxophonists
Tony Malaby and
Michael Attias, alongside flutist and bass clarinetist
Adam Kolker. The music has an overall somber and winsome tone, saddened by circumstance but not at all unhappy or dour. Instead, there's depth and substance to
Hebert's personalized concept toward original new music, shaded or accented, but not powered by his supple basslines, and the percussion musings of
Satoshi Takeishi and drummer
Nasheet Waits. There are some inferences to modern mainstream jazz, but it's mostly a music straddling both composed and spontaneous improvisation, heady and heavy, but not in the strictest sense. An earthy
Malaby, pungent
Attias, and resonant
Kolker somehow coalesce as one in tone-poem, Zen-like consciousness on many of these pieces, including the diffuse end-of-the-world mantra "Run for the Hills" sidled by clattering percussion, the solemn "Blind Pig," and the similarly evinced, long-toned "Ciao Monkey." In a tribute to
Hebert's mentor and former bandmate, the late
Andrew Hill, "For A.H." is a requiem/epilogue bass solo that leads to the saxes acting as pall bearers. "Acrid Landscape" sounds like several tales of deceit woven together in a 6/8 bass/bass clarinet ostinato, "Cajun Christmas" is more celebratory and optimistic courtesy of
Kolker's flute, and "Fez" and "Fez II" features either the percussionists working out in a 9/8 meter with definite Middle Eastern elements, or the saxes jamming in short-shout choruses. The opening track, "La Reine de la Salle" has a vocal sample of
Odile Falcon, a Cajun folk artist that sets up an
Albert Ayler church-ghost visage for the cage-rattling triad of reed players. Even the listener whose taste leads toward challenging music will want to listen to this recording more than once to glean all of the various expressionist layers extant. The reward is somewhat hidden deep inside this unique, absorbing, cryptic music, but it is definitely there.