(Tzadik, 2011)
I’ll keep this short and possibly sweet, although I don’t think Zorn does sweet.
The first half of this album is relatively laid back, especially by Zorn standards. I haven’t heard much since his Naked City days which obliterated my ears.
(Note: This song isn't from Nova Express but is fuckin' amazing)
Here, the avant-garde maestro lulls the listener into a false sense of relaxation before disintegrating the mind, melting the brain, but not quite destroying all sense of assonance.
Oh yeah, Trevor Dunn also makes an appearance.
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