bent spoon trio
lost in a chinese attic

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BENT SPOON TRIO – Lost In A Chinese Attic

Chris Dadge (violin, percussion, amplification), David Laing (alto sax, “Laingdon”, percussion), Danny Meichel (tenor & soprano sax, bass clarinet), Scott Munro (trombone, viola, electronics, vocals). That’s right – it’s a quartet, not a trio, but OK just the same. Recording of a spontaneous concert played in a tunnel in Calgary at midnight, an event that apparently occurs every summer in this particular place. Quick-tempered if smilingly fragile playing from all parties, chemical-free elucubrations that appear as diverging as your little brother surprised dressed with mum’s clothes in front of a mirror, dancing and singing. Degraded timbres enriched by the environmental reverberation, devil-may-care dialogues that nevertheless show articulated coherence and lucidity throughout, a pinch of calm rumination every once in a while, beautiful minimal juxtapositions that leave room for relief. Very nice.

Massimo Ricci


It's a summertime midnight in Calgary, so what do you do? If you're a bunch of free improvisers, you find an unoccupied tunnel someplace and set up your stuff and start blowing. That's what the Bent Spoon Trio and buddy reed player Danny Meichel did, and the results are a CD's worth of compelling listening. One of the marks of good free improv is the changing density of sonic events, which forms a basic energy structure that makes things interesting for the other end of the musical equation: the listener. Chris Dadge (strings/percussion), David Laing (alto sax/etc.), Scott Munro (trombone/etc.) and Meichel are able to keep that density and their ideas flowing throughout. Simple repeated sound gestures give way to densely packed mosaics of sound shards, rattles and the always-returning Meichel bass clarinet motifs that give perceptible shape to the 40-minute, three-track recording. Track two has what sounds like an electronic slide whistle being played in a train station populated by a flock of geese. Loopy glissandi swoop, meet and depart while a saxophone repeats a pitch played by who knows what, then continues on with arpeggiated abandon. Never flagging,Lost in a Chinese Attic makes for interesting listening throughout.

Glen Hall