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Once I heard a guy on television claiming to have been abducted by aliens, to have seen the Madonna appear to him at some pilgrimage site, and to possess a box that emits space light delivered to him by Martians themselves (or aliens, if that makes more sense, those with the huge green heads and black eyes that look like shiny mussels... you know what I mean).
This box supposedly could change the world, change technology, change the territories on which to leave droppings and pollution (I forgot war)... but due to the great ethics and morals of its owner (the guy in question), he can't show it to anyone.
This guy, whose name I am completely indifferent to, has founded a sort of association between Martian/Biblical beliefs somewhere in Central/South America (I'm not very sure, but it's not important) for the purpose of charity, to move people, to arouse curiosity, to help.
And here is where the analogy with John Zorn is born, a character with music in his blood, a brilliant mind, with a unique style, etc., etc..
Who can understand John Zorn??
It could be an existential question, but I want to venture and give an answer: I believe no one can understand him, I would be grateful if someone could contradict me. Few understand him, but many believe in Zorn, in his emotions expressed in music, in his stylistic delusions, in the jazzy melodies that border on the most confused and mad rock, in the most psychotic melodies, in the sounds that are new and strange to us.
I have read very attentively another review of this album, very beautiful I must say, which spoke of this work as "the dark side" of good John, I agree with this, although one word leaves me doubtful... "side". If Zorn could be a regular solid, he certainly wouldn't have sides, he would be a sphere divided into many equal segments, each containing who knows what magic... Whether it's jazz, free jazz, or whatever you might think, the fact is that by pressing play, we would be hit by delusions, sighs, laughter, moans, and lots of excellent Zornian Music (for those who love cataloging, this could be a new genre to pile up with the others).
A crazy album that might remind you of the brilliance of Lynch's "Twin Peaks" in the best scenes (I love Twin Peaks), the rotten blues (if I'm not mistaken, this should be a quote/comment by our Festwca) of Old Time Relijun in Witchcraft Rebellion (and I do publicity for my review... hehe). An album of fears, dreams, pure sick violence, reflection, and calm... Usual Zorn (in genius, I mean)... usual masterpiece.
Forget about Masada (all 10 volumes in the recording studio), "Naked City", "The Gift" or whatever, John Zorn is in the grip of the most uncontrollable inspiration and inhalation...
A must-have...
I checked... Festwca cited: "spastic and mad blues" in reference to "Witchcraft Rebellion".
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