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There are albums that you fall in love with
slowly, one song at a time as they come to your attention. Then
there are those like guitarist Lenny Breaus solo album Cabin
Fever that are best loved in their entirety, hearing each
song as a chapter in a single story.
Cabin Fever is a celebration
of improvisation and contemplation of the nature of creativity.
It is quite literally a slice of time- fifty-two minutes,
recorded without interruption in a converted granary, heated by a
wood stove and powered by an oil generator. In these nine cuts
Breau drifts from jazz standard (What is This Thing called
Love? and Days of Wine and Roses) to improvisation and
composition (East Side and Celtic Dream Stream) and
back again. It is a rare and simple depiction of the circular
stillness within which art is so often born.
This unedited spontaneity is both
the most beguiling trait and the most frustrating of this CD.
There is a breathtaking intimacy to this recording, but there is
also too little form. Most of the tunes have a clearly stated
beginning but few have endings. The ideas just trail way. Without
any other instruments to indicate the form as it is improvised
upon, the direction is often unclear and impetus is lost. By the
end of the album Breaus musical touchstones are almost too
familiar, beautiful as each may be.
This Breau album is a rare testament
to the nature of creativity. Despite some lack of focus and
narrative drive, it is beguiling in its spontaneity and sheer
musicality. Listen closely to Breaus Cabin Fever
from beginning to end and you just may find yourself falling in
love.
Heather McLeod is a
Montreal-based singer-songwriter, who recently released a new CD
of original music, Funny Thing.
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