Perhaps next to smell, sound can be the most intense of memory triggers. Not just hearing a pop song from your youth, but tones, or a wash of sonic clusters can remind you of a specific incident, time or place. In the other half of my life, the half away from my radio work, I create soundtracks for the mind. I hear others who do the same thing. I can be transported almost instantly to a place or time by just hearing a well placed line of notes or rhythms. All of it somehow familiar. All of it somehow connected to my own life someway.
Fields of Forel is different. I seem to be living in a sound world I'm unfamiliar with. It's not an unpleasant place. Instead, it's a brave new world. It's born from a musical culture that is a true fusion. This instrumental CD is not a jaw-dropping clinic of jazz musicians playing impossibly intricate lines together at breakneck speed. What's happening here is new. It's about sound itself and how it can affect the soul and the intellect. And I suspect its creation was just as exacting and demanding as anything the jazz clinicians could hope to offer.
Fields of Forel might best be described as "Fields of For Tell" because Aurelio Laing III, Enrique Palacios and Nathan Slimane sound like prophets to me. They're allowing us a brief glimpse into a new music that might be a soundtrack to a 21st or 22nd century life. Big. Small. Challenging. Bright. Dark. Real. And most definitely interesting.
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