I’m back. Well, I finally feel the clouds clearing and that I can be a little more “me” and a little less “mom,” more the woman who has time again to get lost in thinking and writing about jazz, and less the mother wishing a hole would open up in the ground and swallow her whole, for just five minutes’ reprieve. Or perhaps, this is what happens when your lovely 2-year-old finally sleeps through the night.
All that to say, I now have a bit of time to revisit some of the pre-baby jazz gigs I loved and vowed I’d write about during my maternity leave (lol).
So first up: Yussef Dayes at the Royal Albert Hall in October 2023. Dayes’s quiet confidence at the centre of the stage gave way to an atmospheric and soulful celebration of his debut solo album, Black Classical Music. With Elijah Fox on keys, Rocco Palladino on bass, and Venna on saxophone, Dayes’s Afro-Caribbean-inspired but very London-jazz-infused sound expanded moodily to fill the dark, smoky Hall. I loved seeing Venna in his element (he’s since become one of my faves). And Shabaka Hutchings and Theon Cross with the band, for Raisins Under the Sun, was reminiscent of the early days of the pulsing London jazz scene.
Like the show at Royal Albert Hall, the album is an understated, meditative exploration of what makes Dayes’s drumming so unique. Unsurprisingly, I’ve played Marching Band, which oozes sultry soul thanks to Masego’s playful, smooth vocals, a thousand times (I love Masego). Another favourite is, Rust, with guitarist and vocalist extraordinaire Tom Misch. Misch and Dayes together are masterful (and I’ve always had a soft spot for Misch). Their album, What Kinda Music, was my soundtrack to the COVID lockdown and is one of my all-time favourites.
Sadly, Masego and Misch were absent from Dayes’s Royal Albert Hall homecoming. But no matter, I finally got to see Dayes step into the spotlight, effortlessly commanding the band, the room, the night.
