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Rating: Imagine all of a sudden that everything vanishes and the sky lights up with brilliant stars and nothing else.
A quiet and solitude hard to imagine.
A guitar begins to draw note by note, in the darkness and silence of this landscape, soft and brilliant harmonies: these are thoughts, memories that reverberate in the air and glide over your skin like shivers... one emotion after another crosses the soul and you can't understand how just seven notes can create such sweet melodies, how a single guitar and nothing else can ignite such sensations.
Suddenly, with your eyes closed, you find yourself traveling among the thoughts and your body is no longer there but in the past or in a place where perhaps you have never been.
Harmony after harmony flows through the twelve tracks of this magical album by Pat Metheny.
Never had his fingers been so expressive on the instrument: a baritone guitar created especially for him by the hands of an expert fairy.
In absolute solitude, Pat improvises melodies and shares his most secret, sweet, and melancholic thoughts with us.
In his studio far from the world, the man and the guitar find themselves alone without any intermediary to record 12 marvelous pearls, a gift only for those who are able to perceive their beauty.
One Quiet Night is not an album for everyone, it is not an album to listen to in company, it is not an album for any moment; the energy of each note can be perceived by closing your eyes and forgetting the world outside.
The opening track that gives the album its title is the extreme synthesis of this magic that flows and soon transports you to another dimension, to then move on to the brighter tones of the second track "Song for the Boys" or the more famous notes of "Don't Know Why" made famous by Norah Jones, of "My Song" or "Ferry Cross The Mersey" a classic from the '50s.
Extremely long and evanescent passages of "I Will Find the Way" and "North to South, West to East" let you get lost in the fog of a desolate desert but at that point maybe you are no longer listening to the individual notes but are cradled by this atmosphere, floating.
The mind awakens to the harmonic ringing in the last track "Last Train Home" his famous composition revisited, and slowly you regain your body until on the last note, reopening your eyes, you will no longer remember what you listened to, but you will feel serene...and nothing else matters.
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By Symbad_Bassist
Pat Metheny is one of those who make art seem easy peasy, like riding a bike.
This album, however, was recorded in absolute solitude, without even a technician listening.
