Review
A rare Black female instrumentalist band leader, whose improvisations on the harp were the equal of any horn, Dorothy Ashby deserves a respected place in jazz historiography.
Wildly imperfect but intriguingly ambiguous, the film’s flaws and contradictions are a virtue because its purported saintly hero is so hard to pin down.
Boston Calling reached some highs this year, sealed by perfect weather.
What made Barry such a hit was that it was deliciously funny; the laughs were a balm for the uneasiness viewers felt as the body count rose from episode to episode.
This is an album of top-notch orchestral playing. Yet the real star is Karina Canellakis.
In place of coherent, in-depth analysis, the author has provided us with a series of short profiles on various individuals, some of them familiar, others less so. The tack presents problems that can’t be overcome.
Until this album, I had no idea that the Grateful Dead and salsa could blend together with such force and fun.
The Eight Mountains offers peak entertainment.
The best items in this all-Mozart album are the concertos.
The music of the Duke Robillard Band may go back a long way, but there was nothing retro about the bittersweet, funky, lowdown sounds that rocked Jimmy’s.
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