April 23, 1967, invited to perform to promote the newly founded cultural center in New York by the African percussionist Olatunji, Coltrane decides to pay out of his own pocket for the recording of the event.

Devoured by the illness that will kill him, he knows his days are numbered. This awareness, combined with the will to document the latest developments of his inexhaustible search, drives him to pay out of his own pocket for the recording of the evening: this forms the content of "The Olatunji Concert", released in 2001 by Impulse.

The two long, extended pieces, "Ogunde" and "My Favourite Things", bring back to life a Coltrane who forcefully returns to earth, planting his hands to dig in search of his roots (the Africa of the cover), and from the roots, finally ascend to the sublime: his saxophone and that of Sanders scream loudly in a tight call-and-response, for strong is the pain of one's fate, even more so if it's already known to be written. Around them, the two percussionists and drummer Rashied Ali seem to want to induce a trance state through a shamanic rite, while Alice Coltrane's psychedelic piano ups and downs seem to want to help her husband in his ascent, in a heartfelt farewell; only the double bass of loyal Garrison engages in the challenge, lost from the start, of maintaining some foothold with reality.

Of extreme intensity and physicality, this live leaves one stunned and exhausted by its beauty, beauty that might elude lovers of round and clean recordings, but will inevitably capture all those who care about the essence of music, rather than just its form.

A live supreme: the spirit continues!

Tracklist and Lyrics

01   Introduction (00:31)

02   Ogunde (28:35)

03   My Favorite Things (34:37)

Raindrops on roses and
Whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and
Warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages
Tied up with strings
These are a few of
My favorite things

Cream colored ponies and
Crisp apple strudels
Door bells and sleigh bells
And schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with
The moon on their wings
These are a few of
My favorite things

Girls in white dresses
With blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on
My nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters
That melt into springs
These are a few of
My favorite things

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When i'm feeling sad
I simply remember
My favorite things
And then i don't feel so bad.

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