2-disc set containing 3 previously out of print LPs.
The lyricism that was always hidden in Evan Parker's extraordinary one-man saxophone-choir soliloquies has become more evident over the years - and more orthodox melodies have even tiptoed back into them lately. But this album is Parker in 1972, recorded in London with one of his biggest influences, the late drummer John Stevens. This is the purest (some might say most uncompromising) incarnation of Parker, in a concentration on musical minutiae involving only his brittle soprano sax and Stevens' minimal drumkit for long passages of fast, fluttering dialogue. Originally on three Ogun LPs, this music embraces the tentatively enquiring, the exuberantly unified, the furious and frantic. There are more absorbing variations in the form of sonorous harmonies, bird twitterings, pinging finger-cymbals and whirling circular-breathing marathons on the second disc. It's uncannily empathetic abstract improv - don't expect to find a potential ringtone in it, though.