Live at Maybeck Recital Hall, Volume Four | |
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Live album by | |
Recorded | 1990 |
Venue | Maybeck Recital Hall, Berkeley, California, U.S. |
Genre | Jazz |
Label | Concord |
Live at Maybeck Recital Hall, Volume Four is an album of solo performances by jazz pianist Walter Norris, recorded in 1990.
Review scores | |
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Source | Rating |
AllMusic | [1] |
The album was recorded in 1990 at the Maybeck Recital Hall in Berkeley, California. [1] "Scrambled" is "a radical reworking of ' I Got Rhythm'". [1] It was released by Concord Records. [2] The AllMusic reviewer concluded: "His 1990 solo set at Maybeck Recital Hall is a perfect place to begin exploring Walter Norris' music." [1] Pianist Liam Noble described Beirach's performance of " 'Round Midnight": "the tune eases in and out of extended and orthodox harmonies, letting the turn of phrase carry the weight. At nine and a half minutes, Norris takes his time, improvising in slow undulations rather than opting for the burn up, some truly Rachmaninoff-esque flourishes almost threatening to abandon the form before returning eventually to it." [3]
Live at Maybeck Recital Hall, Volume Four | |
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Live album by | |
Recorded | 1990 |
Venue | Maybeck Recital Hall, Berkeley, California, U.S. |
Genre | Jazz |
Label | Concord |
Live at Maybeck Recital Hall, Volume Four is an album of solo performances by jazz pianist Walter Norris, recorded in 1990.
Review scores | |
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Source | Rating |
AllMusic | [1] |
The album was recorded in 1990 at the Maybeck Recital Hall in Berkeley, California. [1] "Scrambled" is "a radical reworking of ' I Got Rhythm'". [1] It was released by Concord Records. [2] The AllMusic reviewer concluded: "His 1990 solo set at Maybeck Recital Hall is a perfect place to begin exploring Walter Norris' music." [1] Pianist Liam Noble described Beirach's performance of " 'Round Midnight": "the tune eases in and out of extended and orthodox harmonies, letting the turn of phrase carry the weight. At nine and a half minutes, Norris takes his time, improvising in slow undulations rather than opting for the burn up, some truly Rachmaninoff-esque flourishes almost threatening to abandon the form before returning eventually to it." [3]