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January 28, 2009 · 0 comments
Pat Martino at Sculler's
Roanna Forman covers the Boston jazz scene for jazz.com. Her recent articles here have included reviews of James Carter, Dominique Eade, Laszlo Gardony, and Roy Hargrove. Below she reports on Pat Martinos performance last Saturday at Scullers. T.G.
Pat Martinos wife, Aya, must be the luckiest guitar student in the world. Every morning the couple enjoy a daily ritual of tea, meditation, and a jam. They shared the latter with the audience to open Martinos late set at Scullers Jazz Club on Saturday, January 24.
Maybe it was best left at home. Either Aya Martino has a very advanced sense of time, or she has problems with it. In the blues, ballad, and jaunty little tune they played together, Pats rock solid time and facile runs held the numbers together and breathed with the idiosyncratic rhythm guitar of his wife. She used, however, some beautiful voicingscomplementing the musicality of her instructor.
Then he brought out the other members of his organ trio, Tony Monaco on B3 and Louis Tsamous on drums, and got down to business. Although Martinos set of standards, ballads, and special old chestnuts overall lacked the fire of Live at Yoshis, which is arguably his most popping live recorded date, it was a genuine demonstration of effortless mastery, or, as Martino humbly said, my most precious gift, which is fluency on this instrument.
Before the music started, Pat, whose composure puts a blanket of calm around him until he channels it into his playing, talked a bit about the brain illness that once brought him to the abyss of total memory loss. When a tumor from Arterial Venous Malformation congenital tangled masses in his brain arteriescaught up with him in 1979, his surgery left him with the tabula rasa of amnesiaincluding the ability to play the guitar. After some years he eventually decided to re-learn the instrument from computers, friends and his own recordingsrevisiting his own mindand, phoenix-like, resumed his career.
Martino is extraordinary to watch in performancehis sheer speed doesnt seem realizable, but there it is. And I had never heard his buttery tone in person. On Four on Six, his lines sometimes sounded like keyboard note choices. His fills in between the changes on a shuffle feel of Alone Together reflected the very smooth sailing that is one of Martinos trademarks. When he raced a line up and down the neck, anchoring it with a single note an octave below, as in MacTough on Live at Yoshis, or slalomed around the guitar with descending patterns, all the Berklee students there were craning their necks to see.
Martinos emotional reach is deep, as in Blue in Green, whose essence he interpreted well, finishing the tune with a contrapuntal, classical-sounding cadenza. With the quirky, soulful Goin to a Meeting, Pat saluted mentors of his early youth, organist Don Patterson and drummer Billy James. He seemed to be visibly enjoying himself on this onehes a poker-faced player whose occasional facial expressions register strong feelings. It must have brought back great memories of the men who taught me to treat this instrument like a fork or a spoon when he was a teenager.
Tony Monaco is as demonstrative as Martino is deadpan. His facial expression changed with every riff, to the audiences delight. Behind Pats active comping, he played with bite, chops and a solid bass. His blues sense is on the mark, and he knows all the tricksrepeated riffs; long, high held notes to climax a solo; fat, funky grooves. But he played it safe. Only on the fast-moving Oleo was he more adventurous He also was reading the changes to Blue in Green, which surprised me, because I dont believe there were any unusual chords used. One would think that particular Miles tune would be standard repertoire for players on this level. With a musical and responsive drummer in Louis Tsamous, Martino has added cohesion to the trio. Kicks, rehearsed and felt in the moment, worked well, and Tsamouss musical phrasing complemented the tunes.
Before the crowd went back out into the 13-degree walk-in freezer that is mid-winter Boston, they brought Martino back for Side Effect. Starting off the bouncy head in lock-step octaves, he flew over the chomp and bite of Monacos organ. Then they stopped on a dime, and raised everyones body temperature enough to brave that nasty cold once more.
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