Robert Castelli Boom Quartet
3rd October 2013
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From Cat's Meow to Dog's Bollocks*
He arrived from Grimsby worn out and fed-up with having to drive on the
wrong side of the road all day. Having acknowledged the thin crowd by
peering, hand over eyes, into the stage lights pouring down on him we
welcomed charismatic New Yorker and drummer Robert Castelli on stage.
Alongside him were Switzerland's Nick Meier on guitar, from Perth, Australia,
Brandon Allen on saxophone and bassist Davide Mantovani, all excellent
soloists in their own right.
In diamond formation with the drummer at the rear and flanked by guitar
and bass it was Allen's brilliant sax which fronted the band. They went
straight into the music of Ornette Coleman to warm up. 'Brazilian flavoured
'Decisions, Decisions' was up next and there was more than a hint of Carlos
Santana in the guitar.
The band played on in it's eclectic style of funky jazz that has been
spiced with Eastern, Caribbean, Latin or African influences, as in 'Brazibbean
Barbeque'.
Next followed The 'Cat's Meow' "this really is the D B"* mused
Castelli, in frustration that not more people where here, but those present
were not complaining.
The sax of Allen is able to register the totality of expression in spiky
spurts of gutteral noise. Understated, but never out of it, Mantovani's
bass strummed away and Meier's guitar flourishes increased as the polyrhythmic
music expanded its passionate and soulful trajectory; Castelli's exuberant
drums doing more than enough to join in.
'Sambawambawamba' allowed everyone to improvise to a complex, full bodied
and driving piece which included a long drum solo to finish.
At the start of the second half it looked like there was a technical
problem, but no, it was Castelli tuning up a Spanish guitar for a fabulous
solo meditation. The evening sped on with more screech owl outpouring
from the sax and with the guitar now fully in it's stride, the bass got
it's inevitable solo as the leader smiled on, playing hand symbols.
'Destination Ground Zero' was a quieter moment for Allen, refecting on
a bad night in Soho. 'African Dance' was redolent of Nelson Mandela's
South Africa; egalitarian and heart warming and Montovani even took his
coat off for the last number. Trouping off after warm applause, an encore
in recognition of Castelli's daughter finally brought the normal house
lights up.
It was a great evening; one squandered by those who stayed away. Castelli
was though in high enough spirits signing CD's afterwards. The group are
still on tour and are well worth catching up with.
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