Artist : Jacky Terrasson
Album : Mirror
Label : Blue Note Records
Genre : Jazz
Bitrate : 165 kbps avg
Source : CD (LP)
Playtime : 00:49:37 (61 MB)
Rls date : 2007-08-04
Store date : 2007-08-28
[Track List]
1. Caravan 6:27
2. Juvenile 6:33
3. Just A Gigolo 3:16
4. You've Got A Friend 6:36
5. Little Red Ribbon 3:45
6. Tragic Mulatto Blues 3:06
7. America The Beautiful 3:17
8. Cherokee 3:26
9. Everything Happens To Me 6:34
10.Mirror 3:30
11.Go Round 3:07
In jazz, the solo piano is an enormous endeavour. Six
years ago, Jacky Terrasson prepared to record a solo CD;
Jacky, the trio musician, the incomparable dancer on the
keys of ⌠Smile÷ (2002). He talked about it, he did
concerts in trio and solo formation, prepared himself,
postponed, time and again, the studio test. The examples
are overwhelming: Monk whose ⌠Thelonious himself÷ is
probably the most beautiful one of all his records. Bill
Evans, ⌠Alone÷, which makes you weep with emotion; and the
Keith Jarrett, not that much his most well known, the
⌠K≈ln Concert÷, but rather the one before the last,
⌠Radiance÷, from 2002, masterful and inspired.
Those recordings, Jacky Terrasson mentions them when he
talks about this ╜ Mirror + which he decided to record, at
the age of 42, adding right away that Jarrett records his
solos in concert. The studio intimidates because you are
alone with yourself. When he needs his audience, Jacky, it
is not so much for what he receives but what he has the
impression to give. The studio, so he says, has the effect
of a mirror. He even thought about calling the CD Mirror
Mirror, the mirror that reflects itself, fear of the void.
Reassuringly, ⌠Mirror÷ renders well the pianist that Jacky
Terrasson is now. Narcissus just enough to love his own
music, happy to play, in his body as much as in his head,
certain to have acquired the necessary technical skill to
make the piano sing, certain of his rhythm, and thus open
to all that comes to mind inside him,
at the spur of the moment. (α) Jacky, the New Yorker, with
a French father and an Afro-american mother has jazz as
his only country, his only culture, his unlimited love.
(α) This record was worth its wait, for so many just
feelings, of bearing, of musical truth. Such a beautiful
solitude.