Let’s talk about Ethan Iverson—a pianist who looks like he might shush you in a library but actually wants to blow your mind with a Monk tune, a snarky tweet, and a five-paragraph essay on Stravinsky’s posture. He’s not your average jazz cat. He’s not even your average jazz dog, if that’s a thing. Iverson is the kind of guy who can play like a bebop demon, write like a […]
For jazz fans paying attention over the past decade, the name Shabaka Hutchings has become impossible to ignore. The British-Barbadian saxophonist and bandleader isn’t just part of the conversation—he’s leading it. Whether it’s through the swaggering horns of Sons of Kemet, the Afrofuturist psychedelia of The Comet Is Coming, or the spiritually charged depth of Shabaka and the Ancestors, Hutchings has positioned himself at the nexus of innovation, tradition, and […]
Mary Halvorson doesn’t play the guitar so much as coax it into alternate dimensions. Her sound lives at the crossroads of jazz, avant-garde, and dream logic—a place where notes bend like clock hands in a Dali painting and melodies unravel just as you think you’ve caught them. She's like a musical origamist, folding harmony into improbable forms, sometimes with elegance, sometimes with delicious awkwardness. And somehow, it always lands. Listening […]
Herbie Hancock didn’t just play music. He hacked into the mainframe of sound itself and rewired the whole interface to groove harder, glitch weirder, and swing smarter. If jazz were a video game, Herbie would be the cheat code that unlocks secret levels in five different genres at once — plus an intergalactic bonus round. Let’s begin in the early ‘60s, when Herbie showed up on the jazz scene like […]
Some jazz cats blast through the air like lightning bolts — fierce, fiery, untamed. But then there’s Gerry Mulligan, who’s more like a mischievous breeze whistling through the alleyways of sound. He didn’t just play the baritone sax; he romanced it, coiled his long limbs around it like a dance partner, and whispered secrets into its brass heart that still echo in smoky corners of old clubs and restless record […]
Imagine you’re floating in space, sipping glacial air through a bendy straw, while the echoes of your thoughts swirl gently around you in surround sound. That, my friend, is the sound of Biosphere — ambient music’s frosty Norwegian wizard and full-time soundscape sculptor. 🧊 Who Is Biosphere? Born Geir Jenssen, Biosphere is a Norwegian electronic artist who creates music that sounds like Icelandic weather had an existential crisis and turned […]
Hey you. Yes, you, reading this with one hand while the other scrolls TikTok or cradles a lukewarm oat latte. Do you sometimes wish your music sounded like a broken radio trying to tell you a secret from the future? Do you long for guitar solos that dissolve into shimmering clouds instead of toxic masculinity? If so, congratulations: you might be ready for Fennesz. Christian Fennesz (pronounced like you’re trying […]
Once upon a bebop in time, before Spotify algorithms and lo-fi hip hop study beats, there came a man so cosmically talented, he made saxophones cry, blush, and experience existential dread. His name? John William Coltrane. His mission? To bend the very fabric of jazz, time, and possibly space itself until even Einstein would scratch his head and go, “Wait, is this 11/8?” Coltrane wasn’t just a musician. No, my […]
Let’s be honest: if you met a woman who wore flowing robes, played jazz harp, ran an ashram, and claimed to receive music directly from the divine… you might assume she was either an interdimensional being or your coolest aunt on ayahuasca. But Alice Coltrane was both—and more. She didn’t just push jazz into new spiritual realms; she dragged it there in a chariot made of stars, incense smoke, and […]
Some musicians arrive like thunderclaps, all ego and elbow, pounding their genius into the earth like tent stakes at a festival of self-importance. But Harold Budd? He arrived like mist. Or maybe like the memory of mist. The kind that hovers quietly just above the ground, humming to itself, unbothered by gravity or genre. Budd called himself a "minimalist" with a grimace, as if the word were a beige carpet […]
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