It felt like a race.
Han Bennink hit the drums with startling force – a shot in the air. Peter Brotzmann got a head start as a flutter of notes came out of his saxophone. Peter Evans, seemingly the underdog, raced ahead, the volume and speed of both his fingers and the notes emanating from his trumpet rivaling Brotzmann’s heady sound. Tom Blancarte seemed solitary, calm, apart from the rest, his hair covering his face as he concentrated on his bass. Bennink’s ever-evolving drumbeat echoed the tension, suspense, adrenaline beating in everyone’s hearts. All four men’s hands seemed to be moving at a million miles per hour.
We held our breaths. [Read more…]