Jacksonville, FL
July 14, 2006
When writing about Spyro Gyra, I sometimes wish I knew the
language of musicians, the technical terms, because that terminology
would help me find the words to nail down some of the indescribable
things that these guys do onstage. We're dealing with world
class musicians here, after all. But the majority of you who
are reading this are not musicians either, so throwing down
a bunch of technical terms wouldn't tell the story. What does
tell the story is that these guys came close to a standing
ovation after every song. The times they didn't you could see
people squirming in their seats and looking around to see if
anyone else was going to stand up. In spirit they got those
standing ovations, both between songs and during them.
To put it in everyday language from my neck of the woods: Spyro
Gyra kicks @$$. It's easy to take a band for granted when they
have been around for so long and tour all the time. Just when
you start to feel that way about this band, they show up with
a whole new bag of tricks. Pass up a chance to see them because
you've seen them many times before and you'll end up hearing
people rave about it and wish you had been there.
This show proves how timeless and vital Spyro Gyra is. They
don't default to the hit-driven set lists a lot of touring
bands feel obligated to play. They're obviously psyched up
by the songs on their excellent new CD, Wrapped
In A Dream, and they hit the stage with a triple
whammy of fired-up versions of three new ones. "Spyro
Time" and the rousingly funky "The VoodooYooDoo" set
the tone for the evening with everyone trading solos and playing
off each other over a tight driving backbeat. Julio Fernandez
was on fire, delivering complex jazzy solos and rock star riffs
and making it look effortless. For "Wrapped In A Dream," Jay
Beckenstein showed how far beyond sweetness he can take a soprano
sax. He just wailed on it! Even the high notes were full, deep,
and clear. All this time the lucky ones in the front rows could
see new drummer Bonnie Bonaparte smiling and having the time
of his life behind his huge drum kit. We got to hear his first
solos during "The Big Dance Number," which was one
thrilling, energized wall of sound. Spyro Gyra doesn't resort
to overt showmanship because they don't need to; their showmanship
comes from their musicianship. Tom Schuman facing the crowd
and dancing while delivering all those keyboard sounds with
one hand; Scott Ambush just standing there throwing off mind-blowing
bass lines; and Jay, being the ultimate sax player, as they
trade off licks and build songs to crescendos then pull back
(while people try to stand and yell and their dates or spouses
tell them to sit down). Schuman's solo during this song was
everything Contemporary Jazz keyboard should be, powerful,
driving, complex and as far from lite piano noodling as you
can get.
They reinvented three of
their "hits" - "Morning
Dance," "Catching The Sun," and "Shaker
Song"- by turning them into a medley and tweaking them
into the 21st century with some subtle rhythmic and melodic
changes that make them interesting even to fans who have heard
them repeatedly. They didn't default to the overly familiar
for the other two older songs in the set. They mined the deeper
tracks that were among the most interesting representations
of the classic Spyro sound, "Heliopolis" from the Morning
Dance CD and "Casa Hueso" from Stories
Without Words. "After The Storm," another
song from the new CD, was jazz/rock fusion without the buzz-saw
effect because Julio plays so clean and he's so good he doesn't
need pyrotechnics. The big rousing finish was another choice
from left field, an extended version of "Fearless Fostick" from
Schuman's Deep Chill CD. This isn't
chill. This is a meltdown, with Jay playing two saxes
at once, and Scott stepping up front and getting about every
sound and nuance out of a bass that is humanly possible.
Now, let’s talk about The New Drummer. There
are people who add a new dimension and take everyone around
them to a different level. It happens in sports, it happens
in bands, it even happens at church and in reading groups.
Some people are just so into it, have so much talent and have
so much fun using that talent that it lights everyone up. Enter
Bonnie Bonaparte. Being able to play at the level this band
plays is quite an accomplishment, bringing something new and
original to the table is amazing. Someone described him as
sounding like two drummers and a percussionist all in one.
Maybe three drummers and two percussionists. To say it
adds momentum to the music would be an understatement. His
solo was from another planet! He scatted, banged on the drums,
did this kind of stream of consciousness montage of words and
songs and vocalese - stuff like lines from "Atomic Dog" mixed
in with call and response audience participation. I've never
seen an audience actually sing melody lines as complicated
as the ones he got us to willingly try. Sounded pretty good,
too. I think it was partially the energy he brought,
partially the new songs and how stretching them out let everyone
just play their hearts out, and mostly how obvious it was that
these guys were having a grand time playing that made this
the best Spyro Gyra concert of all the ones I can recall.
Obviously, they got an encore. Jacksonville audiences don't
do the golf-clapping thing. By the end of this set everyone
was on their feet and yelling. Before they did one of their
greatest high-energy Spyro-songs, "Daddy's Got A Brand
New Girl," Jay talked about how much they loved doing
this. That's the thread of continuity that has kept this band
from falling by the wayside, defaulting to formula, or becoming
a nostalgia act. The virtuoso instrumental and songwriting
skills can keep a group of musicians recording and touring
but the chemistry between them and the willingness to take
risks and never underestimate the audience are what keeps them
alive, vital and relevant. Don't take this band for granted.
Don't miss the new CD and even if it means plane tickets or
a butt-numbing road trip make every effort to see them this
tour!
- Shannon West |