
Angel City Jazz Festival will make the leap to the Ford Amphitheatre this weekend
September 3, 2009
by Chris Barton
In a climate where jazz clubs are closing, reports on jazz's demise are multiplying and a recession has taken a bite out of live music spending, the second annual Angel City Jazz Festival is taking the counter-intuitive approach: It's growing.
Conceived by longtime promoter (and former club owner) Rocco Somazzi, Angel City debuted last year as an all-day smorgasbord of local and out-of-town players from across the jazz spectrum, including Alan Pasqua, Elliott Sharp and Nels Cline. But this weekend's festival has expanded to two days at the historic John Anson Ford Amphitheatre.
From a location perspective, this elevates Angel City to comparable ground with L.A.'s other summer such celebration, the Playboy Jazz Festival. But with a bold tag line of "Rethinking Jazz," the younger upstart carves out an identity of its own by casting a broader yet more narrowly focused net than its friendly rival on the opposite side of the 101.
For instance, what tradition-minded jazz-head wouldn't be excited by the West Coast premiere of clarinetist Bennie Maupin's Dolphyana, a group dedicated to previously unrecorded compositions by the late Eric Dolphy? Or the trio of Scott Amendola, Devin Hoff and Ben Goldberg reworking the songs of Thelonious Monk through clarinet, drum and bass in Plays Monk?
And on the more outside-leaning end of the spectrum, the Nels Cline Singers team with Tortoise's Jeff Parker for a performance that will meld elements of post-rock, jazz and space-bound exploration in a way that should get indie-leaning guitar geeks furiously stroking their chins. And then there's the classical-informed ensembles led by Billy Childs and Wayne Horvitz, or further exploration of jazz's history with the New Orleans tradition of Dave Douglas & Brass Ecstasy and Jesse Sharps' revisiting of Leimert Park's jazz scene with the Gathering. All in all, Angel City covers a lot of ground for $35 a day, which isn't far from what an evening of jazz goes for at many clubs.
The full festival schedule and lineup is available after the jump along with an e-mail Q&A with Jeff Gauthier and Somazzi on how Angel City came together at its new location and more.
Moving Angel City to the Ford seems like a big step up from Barnsdall. What inspired you to move it to a different venue?
Rocco Somazzi: The move was triggered by Laura Zucker (executive director of the L.A. County Art Commission). She came to check out the festival at Barnsdall last year and was impressed enough to feel that we'd do well in a bigger venue like the Ford. Initially, I wasn't sure about the suitability of the Ford because the vibe there is much more structured. I really liked the open, park-like environment of the Barnsdall, and many people commented on how magical it felt to be up there listening to great music while laying around in the grass. However, the prestige and visibility of the Ford and the professionalism of the people working there convinced me that it would be a good move.
I get this impression that the festival’s taking a step toward prominence with the move. Is that the way you look at it?
Jeff Gauthier: I see it mostly as filling a void. With the demise of various jazz clubs and concert series in town, it's becoming more and more difficult for local as well as touring musicians to find places to play in L.A. This might be the low point in my 30 years of working in L.A., as far as the quantity and diversity of jazz venues goes, especially for those of us who are interested in presenting music that's slightly out of the mainstream... For that reason alone, it might find a bit more prominence.
What was your inspiration in putting together the festival? Do you consider it an ‘alternative’ to many jazz festivals out there these days?
R.S.: I have a lot of great memories from various festivals I used to go to when growing up. My favorite festivals were the Locarno Film Festival and the Estival Jazz in Lugano. I think what made those festivals unique was that they could really focus on the arts because they received significant funding from the government. Often, the programming would reflect that by featuring lesser-known, more edgy or more adventurous material... I'm trying to re-create that (without the government funding).
Most current festivals, jazz or otherwise, are often overly commercialized, and the programming reflects a business model where the headliners are picked based on how well they draw and the rest is just entertaining filler. We only feature people who are making important contributions to the genre and we haven't been compelled yet to book anybody just based on how famous or well known they are. I think that sets us apart from many other jazz festivals. Still, we're by no means the only one out there. The Earshot Festival in Seattle and the Portland Jazz Festival are just two examples of other festivals with a strong artistic vision.
Did you learn a lot from the festival's first edition at Barnsdall that you applied to this one? Did you get a lot of feedback?
R.S.: The festival at the Barnsdall was a big learning experience for me. The main lesson I took home is that I can't do everything by myself. Things get complicated very quickly and before you know it you can't wrap your head around what's happening anymore. Last year, when I realized that I was losing control of the situation, I made a last minute attempt to get help and luckily I managed to get Gary Fukushima and the L.A. Jazz Collective to pitch in and they really saved the day. Despite all the organizational problems and lack of infrastructure, we got a lot of overwhelmingly positive feedback. A number of people told me it was the best music festival they'd ever been to, and I was surprised that some people even commented on how well organized it was.
How did it come about that you ended up working with Jeff Gauthier on the festival? What was his role?
R.S.: Although I've known Jeff for over 10 years, we never worked together on a project before. We both had our own things going and we crossed paths many times, but there never was a good opportunity for us to join forces. The festival provided that opportunity, and I feel very lucky that Jeff jumped in with both feet and became a full partner and co-producer. He has been involved in every aspect of this festival and I feel he has done a better job than I could ever do. I don't think the festival would have happened at all this year without him.
J.G.: I see my role as helping Rocco realize his vision. The festival is his baby, and I don't know anyone else with the vision to have conceived of such a festival, let alone the audacity to try to make it a reality. I have a certain set of skills derived from being a musician, producer and owner of a record label that happen to complement Rocco's vision, so I feel that we have a good collaboration. I can jump in and take charge of things that I feel comfortable doing, and not step on Rocco's toes. Still, it must be said that the two of us are trying to do the job of a staff of about 10 people, so I'm hoping that before Rocco realizes his wildest dreams of taking the festival international with branches in Japan and Switzerland, we'll take the time to find a little more support.
The festival’s lineup seems really targeted toward reflecting the community’s jazz tradition. Was that a big priority?
R.S.: This year's lineup represents a good cross section of the present state of West Coast jazz. Some bands have been around longer than others and come from a more historical and community-based background while others are fresh, innovative and focused in the present. There is no other music festival in L.A. with such a large variety of music. No two bands sound anything alike and yet they all are part of what's happening now in West Coast jazz.
J.G.: We tried to approach programming from several different angles. When we discovered that Bennie Maupin & Dolphyana might be interested, it opened up a lot of programming possibilities. Having Bennie, an L.A. icon, present the West Coast premieres of recently discovered music by Eric Dolphy, a jazz legend who cut his teeth on Central Avenue, provided an historical context of continuation. Programming musicians like Jesse Sharps and Dwight Trible, former colleagues and disciples of the great L.A. bandleader Horace Tapscott, revealed other historical perspectives, and also shines a light on the hugely influential Leimert Park music community. Nels Cline and Alex Cline studied with John Carter and Bobby Bradford and represent a continuation of that tradition. Other L.A. musicians like Billy Childs, Larry Goldings, Larry Karush and Motoko Honda illuminate other lineages and facets of the L.A. jazz scene.
But, no matter how inclusive and representative we try to be, it's impossible to fully represent as huge and diverse a community of musicians as we have in L.A. This is a problem that will always be carried forward to the following year as we try to be as representative as possible.
--Chris Barton
FESTIVAL LINEUP & SCHEDULE
Sunday
4 p.m. Plays Monk
5:15 p.m. Satoko Fujii Quartet
6:30 p.m. Jesse Sharp's "The Gathering" with Dwight Trible
Intermission
8 p.m. Billy Childs Jazz-Chamber Ensemble
9:15 p.m. Larry Karush, solo piano
9:50 to 11 p.m. Dave Douglas & Brass Ecstasy
Monday
4 p.m. Alex Cline's Band of the Moment
5:15 p.m. the Wayne Horvitz Gravitas Quartet
6:30 p.m. the Nels Cline Singers with Jeff Parker
Intermission
8 p.m. the Larry Goldings Organ Trio
9:15 p.m. Motoko Honda, piano, with Oguri, butoh dance
9:50 to 11 p.m. Bennie Maupin and Dolphyana
More information available at angelcityjazzfestival.com.
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Sure Thing
By GREG BURK
Wednesday,
April 19, 2006
“ The
best live music goes completely unnoticed,” says Rocco Somazzi
about L.A. Sure, there are plenty of good sounds here that
exist for worthy purposes of relaxation, meditation, hormonal
agitation or release of aggression, but the Swiss-Italian
clubman is talking about music-music, the evolutionary expressions
fueled by originality, skill and intellectual daring. You
could call much of it jazz, but, y'know, whatever .
To bring notice to the unnoticed (and to provide himself
some listening fodder), in 1998 the eternally cheerful
Somazzi started Rocco, his first club/bistro, in Bel Air
, no less, aided with booking by friend Matt Piper. Inexperienced
as a restaurateur, he got slaughtered by the realities of
business and overhead, shutting down in 2000. He veered opposite
with his next effort, moving Rocco in 2001 to a theater on
a nasty Hollywood stretch of Santa Monica Boulevard to which
few dared venture. He and Piper kept that chugging for a couple
of years, but recently he's found what looks like the perfect
balance, presenting shows in downtown's up-and-coming loft
district at a clean, open and inviting little café
(with carefully selected wine, beer and food) called Metropol.
Somazzi's offerings in his clubs and now in occasional concerts
at Barnsdall Theater have frequently been amazing: Cedar Walton
with Billy Higgins, Steve Coleman, Avishai Cohen, Freddie
Redd, James Carney, Vinny Golia — even completely out-there
stuff such as the hyperkinetic Mexican marimba duo Micro-Ritmia.
If it tweaks his ear, he'll give it a shot.
Considering all the beatings and beatitudes Somazzi has experienced
since moving to the USA in 1992, you'd have to consider his
stance philosophical. It should be; he majored in philosophy.
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Los Angeles
Magazine (best of LA issue, Aug
2005)
The
best jazz club in L.A. is wherever ROCCO SOMAZZI handles
the booking on a given night. Live jazz starts with the
unpredictable alchemy of an audience willing to take on
the unexpected in a charged room-and then the music starts.
That's where Somazzi comes in. The 33-year-old takes risks,
cares passionately about the performances, and puts good
food out, too. He's booked established stars such as Alan
Pasqua and Kenny Barron, third-world experimentalists, and
CalArts noice. He is the rare local booker who keeps jazz
fans wondering what he's going to do next. Somazzi follows
his muse to a fault, which is probably why he's singing
God bless the child who's got his own. Since he closed his
way-ambitious Bel-Air restaurant-club Rocco's in 2000, however,
he hasn't hunkered down, hasn't sold out-he's diversified.
Right now Somazzi handles the jazz at Café Metropol,
a yummy brick-walled room in an industrial part of downtown.
He also organizes shows in the Gallery Theater at Barnsdall
Art Park. In a funny twist of fate, Herp Albert has opened
the club Vibrato Grill Jazz…etc. on the Beverly Glen side
of Somazzi's old joint. The place has been getting a lot
of attention but still is finding its footing. Here's
what the Grill needs: Somazzi booking the acts.
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Off the radar
but still flying (LATimes June
9, 2005)
By Lynell George, Times Staff Writer
Impresario Rocco Somazzi is wearing
yet another hat — or rather, at the moment, another
apron. He sails out of the kitchen of Cafe Metropol, deep
in the industrial section of downtown L.A., with three plates
— two endive salads and a cheese plate — for
a table of women who look as if they're just coming off
work. He pivots toward another table and pulls out a pad.
A mother and daughter, who looks to be about 7, gaze up
at him: "You guys want some pizza? It's very, very
good."
The music is just starting up; the Kathleen Grace Band begins
working through its first set: "My Ship," "La
Mer," "Sunrise, Sunset." The energy of the
room — the music competing with dinner conversation
and the unpredictable rhythms of a Friday evening —
is a night-and-day situation for Somazzi, who for a couple
of years ran one of the more adventurous destination jazz
spots in the city, one that was as quiet as a temple.
For those hard-cores on the scene, Somazzi's name was (and
is) synonymous with creative, assertive jazz. In 1998, he
opened a room, Rocco's, high on a hill in Bel-Air and started
booking some of the most adventurous acts he could lure.
"I was after music that was interactive. Music that
was bold and not complacent. Something that was pure energy."
Word of mouth brought him audiences and, some nights, a
line outside.
Somazzi couldn't quite manage the overhead, and finally
bailed. Soon after, he started booking shows at a theater
on Santa Monica Boulevard's theater row — late-night
sets, favored by musicians, that began after 10, after the
theater crowd had cleared out.
After a disastrous booking with the famously unpredictable
trumpeter Freddie Hubbard — "There were about
50 people, not 300" — Somazzi had to sell not
just his car but his baby grand piano. He shuttered the
business and took a step back to reconsider. In the last
couple of months, he's been booking shows out of Barnsdall
Park at the Gallery Theater and now at Cafe Metropol on
3rd Street (where he's the night manager). "Little
by little I began to see the potential in the room."
Lighting the space and arranging the room is simple: "The
single most difficult thing? Connecting the right audience
with that atmosphere."
People from the neighborhood and friends of the band wander
in, but the din has quieted some as the 10 o'clock hour
advances. Since people live close by, instead of gearing
up for a 10 or 11 p.m. start, Somazzi has to focus on winding
down by midnight. "So it's always something."
In an odd twist of fate, Rocco's Bel-Air experiment has
become Herb Alpert's pet project, Vibrato. And if Rocco's
room became a citadel for serious jazz, in its current incarnation
the music takes a back seat to after-work cocktails, expansive
dinner chatter and an impressive date destination —
with tasty steaks, chops and fish to boot. This doesn't
mean that the music isn't sublime. It is. (Bobby Hutcherson
and Toots Thielemans have played there; Dave Brubeck is
scheduled.) It just has to compete with so much else. And
for anyone who loves jazz, it's painful.
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LAWeekly Jazz Pick of the Week February
21-27, 2003
Released from the posh confines of
its former Bel Air home, Rocco Somazzi’s namesake
club has increasingly served a unique and desperately needed
function in L.A. – a later-night hang where musicians,
some young, some established, some internationally revered,
can search unapologetically for difficult answers outside
jazz’s mainstream. It’s without a doubt the
most adventurous space in town – no one else consistently
does the kind of nervy booking to which Somazzi is devoted
– and the number of groundbreaking musicians found
in the audience on any given night is testament to the club’s
vitality as a nexus for new ideas. If you haven’t
made your pilgrimage yet, this week’s three-night
lineup gives you nothing but good excuses to do so –
it’s particularly exemplary of the wide range of Somazzi’s
vision, and there isn’t a bum choice in the bunch.
– Brandt Reiter
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Stellar space (LAWeekly, best of LA 2002)
What started off as a rough year for L.A.
jazz , the Jazz Spot closed, Billy Higgins died, Kenny G
didn't , looks to end on a high note now that Rocco has
defibrillated itself back to life. Eponymous co-owner Rocco
Somazzi and musical director Matt Piper (both in their late
20s) displayed true cojones for plopping the first incarnation
of their post-bop and experimental music showcase right
in Bel-Air's cushy Beverly Glen Circle , especially since
the iconoclasts who graced its cozy stage (Peter Erskine,
Charles Lloyd, Bobby Bradford and ex-Mother Don Preston,
to name a few) were more likely to send the well-heeled
Westside clientele running back to its Diana Krall CDs.
After a seven-month hiatus, Rocco Mach 2 has debuted as
a refreshingly minimalist affair, sans the Tuscan cuisine,
100-item wine list or napkin rings (or napkins at all, for
that matter). Located in a bombed-out section of Hollywood
in a space that used to be an appliance store, the new Rocco
feels more like the back room of a Socialist meeting hall:
blood-red brothel drapes, spare brick, schloss-like woodwork,
postmodern color collages by artist Milo Reice. It doubles
as the Whose Cafe from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. and as a theater
space from 8 p.m. to 10 p.m.; not long ago, L. Stinkbug
, another of Nels Cline and G.E. Stinson's gang of avant-assassins
, bashed out a set of gorgeous noize and cosmic slop surrounded
by a prop fishing boat and chandelier that hadn't yet been
removed. Shows aren't introduced: Like a Cassavettes film
or Vanya on 42nd Street, they just kind of "happen"
when a handful of people who've been sitting and talking
quietly in the audience get up, amble nonchalantly toward
the stage and start to play. They may include , on any given
night and in any given combination, a mouthwatering array
of talent: James Carney, Theo Saunders, Alan Pasqua, Bill
Cunliffe, Cedar Walton or Andy Milne on piano; Sal Marquez
on trumpet, Scott Ray on trombone or Vinny Golia on woodwinds;
Mark Ferber or Alex Cline on percussion; Tony Dumas or Todd
Sickafoose on bass; Nels Cline, Derek Bailey, Adam Levy
or Justin Morell on guitar; and Chuck Manning, Arthur Blythe,
Kim Richmond or Stacey Rowles on saxophone. Before you know
it, it's 4 a.m., they're still going strong , and not a
soul is thinking of leaving.
- Matt Deuersten
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