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Rating: I'm not exactly a big fan of Jazz, but this album is really a great piece of music. Soundtrack of the film of the same name, it's a whirlwind of pure dark joy. The music is like it's regulated by a mathematical rhythm (even if music is indeed a combination of mathematical laws that then give rise to sound), incessant and very, very pleasant. Ideal during moments of relaxation or when you want to enjoy a nice coffee. But the true protagonist of the album is the trumpet, which with its sharp, almost tangy sound, seems to suffer or, in some cases, laugh. So we find calm pieces, with a piano bar atmosphere (here the piano plays its part), guided by a certain decisiveness and moderation.
But there are great pieces that really make you tap your feet and hands, very lively, so here it's impossible not to move and perhaps even make ridiculous moves, like those from cartoons of the 40s-50s. It's also impossible not to imitate the squawks (forgive me, not in the true sense of the word) of those assertive trumpets that take the initiative alone and enter inside us, knocking on the door of happiness and enthusiasm, and they let out everything that was previously blocked by sadness (or by the bitterness of a heartbreak, who knows). Many instrumental pieces then, but don't worry, the cheerful and "fat" voice of a friendly black man suddenly arrives, along with the crystalline and harmonious vocalizations of a skilled soprano, which perfectly match such motivated music. Well, Jazz with a capital J, which did not disappoint me even for a moment, The Cotton Club (but then, reflecting on the title, we discover it means "the cotton club." In fact, Jazz was born precisely in the plantations, with the work songs of the blacks). Therefore, an absolutely mandatory purchase.
See you next time with another masterpiece review.
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