Myra Melford's Be Bread

Myra Melford's Be Bread

Genres: free jazz, jazz, Avant-Garde, piano, improvisation

About Myra Melford's Be Bread

American pianist Myra Melford would be boxed as avant-garde, with all the expectations, misunderstandings and prejudice that trail behind. But while there is no doubt that her music, matured now over some three decades, has the marked dynamism, the capacity for dramatic narrative change, that perhaps best defines the aforesaid school, it is many other things besides. A very expressive band serves the leader well in this respect, with trumpeter Cuong Vu and clarinettist Ben Goldberg handling the majority of the twisting, spiralling themes while drummer Matt Wilson drives without overpowering. But it is perhaps the presence of the two string players in the ensemble that is the most intriguing: Brandon Ross, well known to Cassandra Wilson fans, plays a soprano guitar and Stomu Takeishi, a regular in the ensemble of Henry Threadgill, the man who used Ross, Wilson and Melford at early stages of their development, plays an acoustic bass guitar.

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Myra Melford's Be Bread — Top 13 songs

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Myra Melford's Be Bread I See a Horizon
Myra Melford's Be Bread A Generation Comes and Another
Myra Melford's Be Bread The Whole Tree Gone
Myra Melford's Be Bread If You've Not Been Fed
Myra Melford's Be Bread Moon Bird
Myra Melford's Be Bread Yellow Are The Crowds Of Flowers, II
Myra Melford's Be Bread The Image Of Your Body
Myra Melford's Be Bread Night
Myra Melford's Be Bread Through the Same Gate
Myra Melford's Be Bread Knocking From The Inside
Myra Melford's Be Bread Luck Shifts
Myra Melford's Be Bread On The Lip Of Insanity
Myra Melford's Be Bread Yellow Are The Crowds Of Flowers/ Ii
A Generation Comes and Another
The Whole Tree Gone
If You've Not Been Fed
Yellow Are The Crowds Of Flowers, II
The Image Of Your Body
Through the Same Gate
Knocking From The Inside
On The Lip Of Insanity
Yellow Are The Crowds Of Flowers/ Ii