BBC Review
The disc has the feel of a homecoming party thrown for Redman by his New York friends...
Matt Trustram2007
As the name colloquially suggests, Back East represents something of a homecoming for Joshua Redman. The young saxophonist - best known of late as the artistic director of the SF Jazz Collective, arguably the West-coast sceneās flagship ensemble - did in fact cut his jazz teeth in New York, on what was intended to be a gap year before embarking on what looked set to be a glittering career in civil rights law.
The disc has the feel of a homecoming party thrown for Redman by his New York friends, as he takes turns with some of the sceneās hottest rhythm sections, beginning with Ali Jackson and Larry Grenadier and moving through a pantheon of engine-room talent, including Reuben Rogers, Eric Hartland, Christian McBride and Brian Blade. In addition to the whistlestop rhythm section changes, guest soloists drop in frequently. Joe Lovano checks in with a blistering solo on Wayne Shorterās āIndian Songā showcasing his immaculate control of some of the instrumentās most unreachable registers. Whilst Redman is not his equal as a virtuoso, the interplay between the two is instructive, the younger player following the elder statesman of the instrument throughout, as if taking a masterclass. The hard-panned stereo separation of Redman and his guests wonāt be to everyoneās taste, but it does emphasise the counterpoint between the two players quite satisfyingly.
In addition to the rotating personnel, the album interleaves standards with Redman originals, and the titles alone hint at another layer to the concept of āEastā; Coltraneās āIndiaā is preceded by Redmanās own āIndonesiaā, a dizzying distillation of the polyrhythms and timbres of that countryās gamelan tradition. It is clearly this Eastern-ness that is the predominant influence on Redmanās compositions and standard selections. Redman places himself as a citizen of the world; for him, āEastā extends far beyond the shoreline of Manhattan.
The disc ends poignantly with the saxophonist duetting on the penultimate track with his late father, the great Dewey Redman, who died in September last year, before stepping aside as Redman senior closes the album with his introspective abstract trio composition, āGJā. Itās a moving moment which adds yet another dimension to the albumās concern with place and home.
