Mariza at SF Jazz

Mariza is my pick for the most dynamic performer on the planet.  I first saw her years ago at the Henry Kaiser Auditorium in Oakland.  The usually jaded Tom Waites was weeping a few seats away from me.  And I have tears in my eyes from the moment she takes the stage.  How much is her amazing stage presence, how much the notes I know will be coming, how much some triggering of my Sephardic blood, I don't know.  But she seems to have this effect on most of her audience.  Fado is by nature heart wrenching, and Mariza is blessed with a huge voice and incredibly  intuitive musicianship.  From full blast to a whisper, every note is a revelation, every note a sweet arrow in the heart.  Every nuanced move, dance step, hand gesture, intensifies the theme of the song.  One is reminded of Frank Sinatra and Miles Davis (a great singer of songs, as Gil Evans said) with the rare ability to project duende with a note, a gesture.  She has been playing large halls for years, and I was apprehensive the intimate Robert Miner Auditorium would be too small a venue.  Many a great artist overplays a small room.  "Ah, this reminds me of a taverna".  She walked through the audience, whisppered to them, sang without a mic.  Mariza, African and Portuguese, born in Mozambique, and raised in Lisbon, was raised in her parents' taverna singing fado from the age of five. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariza   For this series of concerts she has Jose Neto on guitarra, Pedro Joia on guitar, Nando Araujo on bass, and Vicky Marques on drums. They played with an understated elegance, obviously delighted to be playing for such a gifted performer.  In a black beaded backless gown, and a royal blue belt cinched at her long waist, Mariza is the epitome of fado.  Her performance of Amalia's Primavera, "My great passion" was riveting.  If you never see another performer live, see Mariza.

August 19, 2011

Artists are often inspired by other disciplines.  For me it is painting.  I literally hear music when I look at a great painting.  The Gertrude Stein Collection at SF MOMA, and the Picasso Museum show at the De Young, are two of the most inspiring shows I've ever seen.  As Picasso liked to boast, he had the best Picasso collection on the planet.  And with the Stein show, there is also a lot of Matisse, who Picasso adored.  In fact, each thought the other was the best.  (As Frank used to declare Tony the one.  I used to think that was false modesty, but now I know it wasn't).  "Art is the lie that tells the truth".  Picasso. 

Number 72 June 15, 2011

All musicians are singers, and hopefully, dancers.  Billie Holiday, Frank Sinatra, and Tony Bennett have influenced generations of instrumentalists.  I've had the privilege of seeing Tony many times over the years, but last month at Davies Symphony Hall, sitting in the second row, was probably the most amazing.  All artists try to take the fire of youth into old age, and hopefully marry it with wisdom.  At 83, Tony is the best interpreter of American song.  Period.  And I realize that his appreciation for the great American song book won't be duplicated - they are the songs of his youth.  This week Cal Performances is hosting the Ojai North Music Festival, with this year's director the fabulous Dawn Upshaw.  Performing with the Australian Chamber Orchestra, she sang Bartok last night, and will sing a George Crumb piece Thursday.  Friday, as part of SF Jazz, Yousoo N'Dour is at the Paramount, and Roy Hargrove is at Herbst Sunday.  A busy, and inspirational week, even by my standards!  Oh, and my guru Eddie Duran and Mad are at Cafe Claude Saturday!