The jazz festival in werden,Essen,
by Rory
Braddell
The jazz festival in Essen is not really on the same
level as an event like the Cork Jazz Festival. It took
place in a disused factory in a suburb of Essen, and
there was only one stage. This village, Werden, is a
small suburb of Essen separated from the city by forest
and the Ruhr river. There is a lake formed by the Ruhr
which flows through a small low valley. On one side is
Villa Hugel, which was the old home and estate of the
Krupp (steel) family. This is now open to the public, and
nearby there is Essen's Stadtwald, which runs down this
side of the river. On the other side is the little
village Werden, which is quite nice, but rather upper
class by Essen standards. There is a nice old building
with a big courtyard that houses the Musikhochschule.
This was once home to the art and design section of Essen
University, but it has been taken over by the music
school, who have built two nice concert halls.
The programme of the festival was a mixture of rather
diverse kinds of jazz music, and to mix everything like
this was perhaps not such a good idea, as each act was
only allowed to play for an hour and there were some that
should have played longer. On Friday, the first
band to play was called "Autofab," a German
band that played rather loud aggressive jazz. It was hard
to take them seriously, as they made rather hideous mimic
gestures now and again. The drummer was kind of blowing
out his cheeks and then he suddenly started miming
playing the drums for a few minutes! This was followed by
a duo (Flugal Horn and Piano), who were both from the
Ruhr area. It was a relief after the first band, as they
performed more quiet jazz standards, which were far more
palatable to the ear after the earlier noise. The best
event this evening was the electric guitarist Nguyen Le,
an oriental born in Paris, who played a sort of homage to
Jimi Hendrix. This small man, who constantly has a smile
on his face, takes real enjoyment out of his electric
guitar playing. He stood there surrounded by his various
electronic gadgets and pedals and produced his own
idiosyncratic blend of Hendrix electric guitar style
mixed with various other musical idioms like African
rhythm, soul, rock and jazz. He was accompanied by a very
good Algerian drummer (Karim Ziad), a bass player (Michel
Alibo), and a female singer (Cathy Renoir). The music was
an interpretation of Hendrix's rock and roll style
electric guitar used as a basis for creative
improvisation, rather than any attempt at using Hendrix's
music simply for cover material.
Unfortunately the following night did not approach this
remotely, and the best gig out of the four gigs performed
was the Achim Jaroschek Quartet. This multinational group
of musicians have formed a hard core experimental jazz
outfit. The improvisations are not lyrical solos, but an
integrated attempt to build up great big walls of sound
or noise. This was achieved by two saxophones, trombone,
piano, bass and drums. One of the saxophone players did
not play much actual melodic content during the one hour
performance, but instead contributed to the rather
frenzied climaxes with a lot of high pitched squeaking
sounds. The piano player beat all, as he would start a
solo with some attempt at slow jazz like melody, but
would quickly progress to rushing up and down the
keyboard like a madman. Then he would stand up and do the
same by putting all his weight into his hands, but his
leg and bright red shoe would rise, and it looked like he
was going to get his leg over the piano. Afterwards they
put on a Jazz singer, Roy Cameron, who is a professor in
the Essen Musikhochschule. This turned out to have rather
a lot of tedious moments and the final act was not much
of an improvement. Gunter Hampel, a very skinny guy, who
plays vibes, flute and bass clarinet. He performed with a
lot of young musicians, who had to put up with his long
vibe solos. These included two break dancers, who
performed for the audience on the stage.
Sunday was perhaps not such a mixture and there was a lot
more consistency.

The highlight was Richie Beirach, who sat down and played
solo piano, starting with an excellent composition by
Bill Evans and Miles Davis. He went on to relate an
experience of playing with Dizzy Gillespie at short
notice, and he then played the two Gillespie songs that
he had performed in that very gig. The direct link with
the great Jazz tradition is evident in his style and his
own very lyrical compositions, one of which, he said he
had never performed live before. Beirach, who is teaching
at the moment in Leipzig Musikhochschule, joked about the
fact he was playing in a factory and not a concert hall.
A real Essen solution to the problem of empty industrial
sites is to use these places for concerts. He also made a
joke about those of us sitting in the very front saying:
"I get it, you are sitting on the floor - I thought
you were children down there, you are so short
looking." He finished the gig with two Bill Evans
numbers and a song from John Coltraine's experimental
album "transitions". I think that it was
worth coming to the entire festival to hear Beirach. Most
of the audience were so impressed that they left, leaving
the last band to play to a half empty hall. Beirach, who
joked about Essen meaning "food," obviously ran
off to try out the local cuisine.

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