Can a jazz guitarist touch the void? What role can darkness play in improvised music, which has historically been built on a spirit of earnest collaboration and bright, restorative energy?
The guitarists Ben Monder and David Torn have been building their musical legacies for over three decades, and both approach those questions in their work. But listen to their latest albums — Mr. Torn’s pummeling, acid-drenched “Sun of Goldfinger,” which came out last month; Mr. Monder’s moody and entrancing double CD, “Day After Day,” due out Friday — and you’ll find two very different ways of answering.
Mr. Monder uses only a modest rack of pedals, and his music is elegantly determined and precise. Mr. Torn’s goes the other way: multidirectional, constantly adding conflict to already precarious situations. If Mr. Monder’s music stares into the void, Mr. Torn’s seems as if it’s just been released from it, and is now fleeing in search of safer ground.
It’s no coincidence that David Bowie hired both of them, at different stages in his late career, to collaborate: Mr. Torn on his post-9/11 album, “Heathen,” among others; Mr. Monder on “Blackstar,” Bowie’s bleak final masterpiece.
On “Sun of Goldfinger,” he is joined by the alto saxophonist Tim Berne (a longtime collaborator) and the drummer Ches Smith for two 20-minute-long improvisations. A third, equally long track, “Spartan, Before It Hit,” also features the pianist Craig Taborn and a string quartet, playing a long composition full of saxophone melodies that are sometimes doleful and sometimes strident. Different instruments echo and add friction to each other, and then midway through the performance, the written piece ends and a squall of atonal playing erupts. Eventually it flattens out into near-silence, leading to a long denouement.
The album feels like an extension of Mr. Torn’s other recent releases, “Prezens,” with a quartet, and “Only Sky,” his first solo-guitar recording. Both albums were almost entirely improvised then edited afterward. Movement and narrative become secondary to the feeling of being ensconced in sound; your ear is caught in a battle between gravity and weightlessness.
Mr. Torn, like Mr. Monder, grew up outside New York City and was inspired by the pyrotechnics of classic rock and fusion. And he too found his way toward a ruminative, personal style. Mr. Torn’s father was a sound engineer who designed stereos, and David grew up thinking not just about music but about sound, as an element with its own dimensions and layers. He had a formative experience at 16, watching Jimi Hendrix play at the Woodstock festival, his guitar soaked in distortion. “That made me rethink everything,” Mr. Torn said.
Mr. Torn’s music has always tilted toward the atmospheric, and in the 1990s he started creating film soundtracks. He played on the scores to “The Big Lebowski,” “Traffic” and “A Knight’s Tale,” among others, before starting to compose entire soundtracks himself in the 2000s. It was during this period that he suffered a life-changing brain injury, and lost the ability to hear in one ear. It was a great hardship, but Mr. Torn treated it as just another part of life’s ongoing improvisation.
“Life is a continuum in most ways, so an interrupter can be a part of the continuum,” he said, explaining that he had to relearn how to listen to music. “I think my great love of distortion became very fine-tuned.”
Performing last month at the Big Ears Festival in Knoxville, Tenn., he played a solo set one day, and with the “Sun of Goldfinger” trio the next. In Mr. Torn’s playing there were elements of Hendrix’s snaky, blues-based improvisations, and elsewhere, the thickness and wide-open empty power of doom metal. Whether he was evading darkness or running straight into it, this music had levels of history built in, and a mind of its own.B:
大道至简高手论坛ddzj【就】【在】**【月】【和】【南】【宫】【烟】【雨】【交】【谈】【之】【际】，【这】【三】【天】【一】【直】【闭】【目】【不】【动】【的】【叶】【无】【尘】，【身】【体】【一】【震】，【蓦】【然】【张】【开】【了】【眼】。 “【毒】【祖】【醒】【了】。” “【星】【空】【五】【毒】【教】【现】【任】【圣】【女】**【月】【拜】【见】【毒】【祖】。” **【月】【立】【刻】【跪】【拜】，【恭】【敬】【至】【极】【的】【开】【口】【道】。 “【哈】【哈】，【妙】，【妙】【不】【可】【言】。” “【这】【具】【肉】【身】【果】【真】【完】【美】。” “【不】【过】，【此】【子】【的】【神】【魂】【异】【常】【强】【大】，【竟】【是】【七】【环】
【高】【温】【令】【上】【升】【气】【流】【扭】【曲】【了】【光】【线】，【蒸】【腾】【而】【起】【的】【热】【气】【却】【对】【她】【似】【乎】【一】【点】【影】【响】【都】【没】【有】。【在】【炽】【热】【的】【沙】【漠】【上】【极】【速】【奔】【跑】【了】【这】【么】【久】，【她】【却】【一】【滴】【汗】【水】【都】【没】【有】，【仅】【仅】【只】【有】【些】【微】【气】【喘】。【她】【看】【着】【眼】【前】【被】【热】【气】【扭】【曲】【了】【的】【建】【筑】【群】，【发】【呆】。 【那】【片】【建】【筑】【群】【和】【她】【仅】【有】【的】【一】【点】【记】【忆】【中】【的】【完】【全】【不】【相】【似】，【但】【那】【里】【飘】【来】【的】【腐】【烂】【气】【味】【使】【她】【有】【了】【目】【标】。 【她】【不】【记】【得】【自】【己】【的】
【确】【实】【让】【你】【老】【妈】【接】【受】【程】【度】【提】【升】【了】【不】【少】，【不】【然】【突】【然】【一】【听】【中】【了】【几】【个】【亿】，【我】【怕】【是】【会】【激】【动】【到】【晕】【厥】。【不】【过】【还】【是】【好】【开】【心】，【哈】【哈】，【儿】【子】【你】【有】【福】【气】，【我】【们】【以】【后】【也】【跟】【着】【你】【享】【福】【了】。” “【这】【不】【是】【应】【该】【的】【吗】？”【张】【风】【笑】【容】【满】【面】【道】。 “【那】【我】【可】【得】【告】【诉】【你】【爸】，【不】【用】【去】【看】【昨】【天】【那】【楼】【了】，【帮】【你】【看】【一】【下】【别】【墅】【吧】，【以】【后】【你】【交】【女】【朋】【友】【也】【有】【面】【子】。” “【行】
“【小】【姐】，【府】【上】【来】【客】【人】【了】。” 【屋】【外】【传】【来】【丫】【鬟】【的】【声】【音】，【上】【官】【翎】【暂】【住】【秦】【府】【同】【时】【也】【买】【了】【一】【些】【丫】【鬟】【回】【来】【打】【理】【这】【间】【宅】【院】。 【客】【人】？【上】【官】【翎】【从】【叶】【语】【身】【上】【起】【身】【边】【穿】【衣】【服】【边】【向】【外】【头】【问】【道】：“【是】【什】【么】【人】？” “【是】【位】【姑】【娘】，【说】【是】【小】【姐】【和】【姑】【爷】【的】【朋】【友】，【姓】【诗】。” 【听】【到】【这】【话】【上】【官】【翎】【回】【头】【就】【瞪】【了】【一】【眼】【叶】【语】，【道】：“【找】【你】【的】，【还】【不】【起】【来】！”大道至简高手论坛ddzj【她】【闭】【了】【眼】，【门】【外】【方】【才】【回】【禀】【的】【小】【太】【监】【此】【时】【正】【在】【和】【执】【夜】【的】【夏】【平】【低】【语】：“【襄】【北】【来】【的】【这】【位】【玏】【公】【主】【没】【名】【没】【份】【的】【就】【侍】【了】【寝】，【这】……【这】【算】【起】【怎】【么】【回】【事】【啊】？” “【说】【是】【王】【室】【贵】【女】，【可】【做】【出】【来】【的】【事】【情】，【竟】【是】【这】【般】【上】【不】【得】【台】【面】，【当】【真】【是】【给】【皇】【后】【娘】【娘】【蒙】【羞】。” “【夏】【公】【公】【说】【的】【正】【是】【呢】，【这】【一】【位】【还】【是】【皇】【后】【娘】【娘】【的】【亲】【妹】【妹】【呐】，【竟】【然】【打】【起】【了】【陛】【下】【的】【主】
【完】【本】【感】【言】【也】【是】【第】【一】【次】。 【总】【结】【这】【本】【书】，【虽】【然】【有】【很】【多】【遗】【憾】，【但】【还】【是】【算】【是】【寿】【终】【正】【寝】【的】【走】【到】【了】【结】【尾】。 【一】【时】【间】【心】【里】【有】【很】【多】【想】【说】【的】，【却】【又】【不】【知】【道】【该】【怎】【么】【开】【口】。 【总】【有】【种】【意】【犹】【未】【尽】【的】【感】【觉】，【舍】【不】【得】【为】【这】【个】【故】【事】【画】【上】【句】【号】。 【但】【毕】【竟】【是】【短】【篇】，【这】【个】【长】【度】【倒】【也】【合】【适】。 【感】【谢】【每】【一】【位】【投】【票】【打】【赏】【以】【及】【订】【阅】【的】【人】。 【也】【感】【谢】【青】【柠】【编】
【刘】【琦】【真】【诚】【地】【说】【道】：“【谢】【谢】【你】，【婵】【儿】，【如】【果】【没】【有】【你】，【我】【可】【能】【已】【经】【死】【了】，【我】【欠】【你】【一】【条】【命】，【我】【是】【不】【会】【忘】【记】【的】。” 【苏】【婵】【儿】【说】【道】：“【说】【什】【么】【呢】，【我】【们】【是】【朋】【友】，【什】【么】【欠】【不】【欠】【的】，【你】【怎】【么】【这】【么】【罗】【嗦】【啊】。【你】【要】【真】【想】【报】【答】，【还】【是】【给】【我】【弄】【点】【吃】【的】【吧】，【我】【都】【饿】【得】【不】【行】【了】。” 【刘】【琦】【刚】【想】【说】【话】，【忽】【然】【听】【见】【外】【面】【好】【像】【有】【声】
“【星】【儿】，【你】【到】【底】【怎】【么】【了】？” 【他】【开】【口】，【眉】【宇】【间】【藏】【着】【一】【股】【暴】【躁】，【湛】【蓝】【色】【的】【眸】【隐】【匿】【着】【浓】【厚】【的】【冷】【意】。 “【没】【快】【趁】【热】【喝】【吧】” 【她】【转】【过】【身】【去】，【欲】【想】【再】【次】【帮】【他】【盛】【鸡】【汤】。 【她】【一】【转】【身】，【金】【熙】【俊】【滚】【烫】【的】【身】【躯】【就】【贴】【了】【上】【来】，【大】【手】【握】【住】【她】【的】【小】【腰】。 【几】【天】【不】【见】，【又】【瘦】【了】。 【一】【掌】【就】【可】【以】【握】【住】【的】【腰】【身】。 “【心】【里】【有】【事】【可】【以】【告】
【凤】【霄】【霄】【看】【看】【他】，【犹】【豫】【了】【一】【下】【才】【道】：“【那】【天】【那】【一】【枪】……” “【那】【是】【你】【师】【父】【研】【制】【的】【最】【新】【科】【研】【成】【果】，【急】【冻】【枪】，【当】【时】【我】【怕】【你】【被】**【炸】【碎】【了】，【所】【以】【想】【用】【枪】【把】【你】【急】【冻】【起】【来】，【再】【送】【去】【医】【院】，【也】【许】【还】【可】【以】【救】【活】。” 【原】【来】【是】【这】【样】。 “【只】【是】【不】【知】【道】【原】【来】【你】【居】【然】【来】【这】【里】【了】。”【墨】【梓】【夜】【叹】【息】【一】【声】。 【一】【瞬】【间】，【所】【有】【的】【疑】【惑】【不】【甘】【心】【都】【被】【解】