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It's
common knowledge that of all the American musical forms, the
two that require the most skill and precision are jazz and bluegrass.
I was watching a television show recently where a commentator
asked the noted classically trained rock pianist Bruce Hornsby
what music he liked to play in his spare time and Hornsby answered,
"Bluegrass." When asked for an explanation, Hornsby
noted bluegrass not only was great practice because it requires
great chops, intense concentration, and absolute precision, it
also was a lot of fun to play.
The recently released Sugar Hill Records compilation, Chambergrass,
a ten-year retrospective of bluegrass supergroup BCH, features
three of the premier instrumentalists in bluegrass playing some
of the most complex melodies in the genre. Fiddle champion Byron
Berline, acknowledged acoustic guitar guru supreme Dan Crary,
and banjoist extraordinaire John Hickman set the world of traditional
music on its ear ten years ago when they began performing as
a trio. Traditionalists cried foul for the band not having a
bass player. They were criticized for not having the mandatory
high tenor voice, felt by traditionalists and many promoters
to be an absolute requirement for any "bluegrass" band.
They were criticized for playing on stools instead of standing,
one critic going so far as to derisively describe their music
as "chambergrass." The criticism hurt, but BCH really
had no other choice but to keep on pickin' because they believed
in their music and their abilities.
Chambergrass consists of 15 tracks from four BCH Sugar
Hill albums: Berline, Crary, and Hickman; Night Run; BCH;
and Now They Are Four. From widely known traditional,
public domain pieces "Bonaparte's Retreat," "Turkey
in the Straw," "The Dusty Miller," and "Fisher's
Hornpipe" to highly intricate, smoking instrumental compositions
of their own like Crary's "Night Run," Berline's "Pistol
Pete" and "Early Times," and the Berline-Crary
piece "Storm Over Oklahoma" (Berline and Hickman both
live in Guthrie, Oklahoma, where Berline now runs a fiddle shop
and trains young virtuosos in the making), the music is played
on the level of our best classical symphonic musicians, justifying
the description "chambergrass" without any of the sarcasm
the original description was meant to imply. But don't get the
impression that this is some kind of hoity-toity, for-intellectuals-and-highbrows-only
musical experience. This music is as American and down-home as
any music one would care to compare it with. It is simply played
by three virtuoso instrumentalists who put as much feeling and
spirit in the renditions as they do skill and technique. What
emerges from the speakers is a sound of pure joy. There is little
other way to describe these staggering performances.
Perhaps the highlights here are the live tracks like "The
Dusty Miller," where Crary in particular just goes ballistic
with his acoustic guitar, Berline's fiddle soars in the stratosphere,
and Hickman keeps the whole thing together with his banjo work.
As the solos are passed around, a small but appreciative and
knowledgeable crowd in an intimate club setting can be heard
clapping politely and urging the players on. Like Hornsby noted,
the precision and chops are there, and there can be no doubt
as to the intense level of concentration required to pull off
these musical miracles.
If hot fiddling is your thing, one need only hear a stanza
of Berline as he frantically saws at "Old Time Medley"
to understand the skill level it takes to be considered a world
champion fiddler. The scary thing is that Hickman and Crary match
him lick for lick. Most of us can't even think this fast, much
less think and move our fingers. "Cricket," on the
other hand, demonstrates the staggering abilities of these wooden
instrument giants to play in unison. And for a thing of subtlety
and beauty, one would be hard put to find a finer example than
BCH's version of "Bonaparte's Retreat" or the manic
"Turkey in the Straw."
The fact that these melody masters aren't wealthy and better
known speaks volumes about our popular culture and values. As
a nation, we should be ashamed that we heap wealth on the likes
of Britney Spears, Shania Twain, Michael Bolton, Toby Keith and
countless other "white bread" musical acts while maestros
of this caliber survive on the fringes if at all. Chambergrass
is no crass "product" dumbed down to be palatable to
millions of corporate radio programmed musical sheep. Chambergrass
is a Hope diamond among a bucket of popular musical zirconium.
* The entire BCH catalog is available at www.sugarhillrecords.com
Contact William Michael Smith at: wms-at-rockzilla.net
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