Produced
by André Martinez, Jason Candler & Doug Principato
Recorded in New York City at the Institute - October 2004
Chief engineer - Ivan Evangelista
Mixed by Ivan Evangelista with Earth People
Additional production at Loho Studios
Mastered by Jason Candler
"Sobbing Soldier in Iraq (A Useless Effort)" painting
by André Martinez
courtesy of Henry Gregg Gallery
Photos by Greg Principato, Brenda Brenner, Doug Principato
CD layout and website by Jason Candler
All
songs by Earth People except:
(3) Principato, Martinez, Candler, Levin
(5,7) Principato, Martinez, Candler.
Improv lyrics (1,5) by M
1 … Red
Clay (11:43)
2 … Small Distraction Mass Confusion (13:33)
3 … Now Is Rising (10:55)
4 … M Train Samba (3:21)
5 … Time To Vote! (11:51)
6 … Sweet Peas (10:31)
7 … Draft Dodger (7:41)
André Martinez - drums, steel drum, cocktail set & percussion
Doug
Principato - guitar, vocals & keyboards
Jason Candler - alto saxophone
& guitar
Mark Hennen - piano
Francóis
Grillot - contrabass
Elliott Levin - flute, tenor sax, vocals (1,3,5,7)
Sabir
Mateen - alto & tenor sax, alto clarinet
M - vocals (1,5)
Firehorse - electronics (1,3,5,7)
Ricardo
Solis - congas (2,4,6)
special guests:
Darlene Martinez - chant vocals (3)
Melanie Hayes - chant vocals (3)
REVIEWS
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Florence Wetzel
All About Jazz NY / Oct. 2005 |
Ollie Bivins
All About Jazz LA / Dec. 2005 |
Robert Iannapollo
Cadence / Aug. 2007
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NOW IS RISING by Doug Principato
It's hard to breathe
As ashes hit the sea
Once felt the land as a playground
Ancient spirits waking up sound
FIGHT all demons
Ones in the sky scheming
To take the sun from tomorrow's children
Ones in your mind keep changing
A positive retribution is needed
Glory glory individuality
Sand can't burn a desert's heart
Cause it used to be the sea
Shadows bloom in a vacancy
Never retire poverty
TV god monster
Makes us unresponsive
This place is like the Colosseum
Treating reality like it's in a museum
OLD NEWS by Elliott Levin
Good God! all un-Ransomed and Hankered
like a Beef Hearty tele-Capt.-(shun)-phoned
exclamatory sound byte... No less profound
or relevant some thirty-five-or-so-Sept-re-members
re-moved... "Eli!...Eli!"... Old boy Yale yell
cult clubbing our heads and hearts- throbbed
and drubbed senseless, like so many baby (bobby) seal(e)s...
Tied, cuffed, and gagged, and
tired, fucked, and bagged-
in a no win- no way out/no way in
situation... As unpromisingly unfriendly,
somber and bleak, or, as a 3 AM
Septumber Sunday America Ave.
at Bleecker; week-ender bender...
Honeymooners bumper to fender for the
Afro-BLACK-Ire-land HUMOUR
pretender to a new- and as of yet
far from im- or un- proved cast,
for the same old story.
9-27-04
LINER NOTES by Chris Forbes
It was all in place for magic in the studio! The varied members
of Earth
People were wailing in spontaneous creativity. Elliott Levin’s
sax was hitting
screaming heights. The percussive rhythm section was swirling,
and above it all,
M was raising the spirits. The sounds coming into the control
room of the
audio school were indeed electric to any who were open to the
magic.
Unfortunately, not all people are ready for magic. This album
is a document
of what was almost another tragedy in progressive music. This
disc’s music
was nearly destroyed, like the legendary television tapes of
Albert Ayler or Trane.
In early October 2004, Earth People had been offered a verbal
contract
for three recording sessions and two mixing sessions at an educational
institution for audio recording. During the first two sessions,
for which I
was present, there was no inkling of a problem. The music was
hot and
the sessions seemed to go smoothly to all of us. But in the control
room,
it was a different story. The students of the school, raised
on hip hop and
pop music, were initially baffled and finally contemptuous of
the music.
In a classic “wag the dog” situation, they wrote
a petition demanding
that the sessions cease and they be allowed to go back to “good” music.
The school caved into the student demands and cancelled the contract
with Earth People. They offered the band a poor mix of the material
that
had been recorded, and refused to release the masters. At one
point they
even threatened to destroy the entire two days of recording.
After months
and months of negotiation, the school administration agreed to
give the
sessions a proper mix. Thankfully, this has resulted in this
current album,
possibly the group’s finest to date.
The present album reflects the times in which it was created
and even
more the time in which we now live. A streak of protest is mingled
with a
creation-centered spiritual viewpoint resulting in a potent brew
of outrage
and love. Red Clay finds the group in a groove reminiscent of early
70s
Pharoah Sanders, with M as the focal point. Small Distraction Mass
Confusion is an all out free jazz jam, dominated by the wild altissimo
blowing of Sabir Mateen. The third track, Now Is Rising, is a departure
for the group, at least on record. It features a spoken word performance
by guitarist Doug Principato, a Gregorian style chant by the band,
and
an almost Captain Beefheartish poem by Elliott Levin, all tinged
with
protest and outrage at the state of the world. M Train Samba features
Mark Hennen in an amazing piano solo…and in a mix in which
you can
finally hear his incredible skill on the instrument. Thematically,
Time To
Vote! may be the centerpiece of the album. It contains all the
urgency
and sense of purpose that drove the last election, and now, in
the wake
of continuing bad news in Iraq and the hurricane disaster in the
Gulf,
it takes on an even more ironic edge. Sweet Peas is a wonderful
little
breather. Starting as a take on a Monk tune it slowly morphs into
something that resembles a 60s Blue Note classic. The track is
a
particularly good example of the band’s method of “spontaneous
composition”, as you can hear the piece literally come together
in the
playing of it. The final tune, Draft Dodger, is all out rock in
the manner
of Hendrix but with a typical Earth People twist.
This album will
take you on an incredible journey. And it’s
even more
precious knowing that it was snatched from destruction through
the
determined dedication of band members and their passion for this
music.
We listeners are blessed indeed to hear this, the next evolution
of
Earth People.
Chris Forbes
Cosmik Debris Magazine
September 2005
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