Nº 6 FJORDNE – Charles Rendition

“The reason never lies in oneself. The others do. Its just a matter of reception, not emission.”

Following 2009’s The Setting Sun, FJORDNE (aka Shunichiro Fujimoto) returns with his second album on KITCHEN. LABEL, Charles Rendition. The lyricism of that earlier album and stories of tragedy and social decline are intact, but further explored. Charles Rendition is an introspective piano study through a child’s eyes set in a self-penned short story, inspired by Charles Dickens’ 1861 novel Great Expectations – a morality tale of a forest boy and girl struggling to accept and adjust to the decadence of society in a mysterious, timeless era. Charles Rendition takes its cues from the antique patina of time, with traces of a lingering past that continue to intrude onto the present.

The opening sets the tone for the album – texture-focused piano jazz unfolding against the twist of a field of subtle electronics. On Gathering, the metronomic tick-tock of an ancient grandfather clock peters out as the muted horn section and bright attack of a piano refrain slowly kick in at an easy, handsome pace, like a gentleman stroller of the city street.

The jazz haze continues on the following track, awakening, where FJORDNE showcases, among other tracks like forfeiture and Ald Square, a stunning and newfound freewheeling approach to his craft that is more groove-based, as it wraps itself around a loose, roving beat, the rustle of an errant saxophone and the suspended quiver of sound assemblages extracted from old records.

The more pensive piano outings like constellation, Ebenze, and antidotal, which seem to channel the languid decadence of life, are the result of the influence that pianists such as Bobo Stenson, Marc Copland, and Paul Bley had on FJORDNE. The piano tracks are then fractured and enhanced sonically with his trademark bristling echoes and dissonant effects, along with a plaintive string section. Elsewhere, on hope, a twinkling, whispery interlude ends with a spirited free jazz flourish, evoking the wan light leaking from smoky bars as patrons slink out the door and emerge into the steely glint of radiant surfaces under the city’s neon, moonlight, and streetlamps.

CREDIT

All music by FJORDNE
Mastered by Ricks Ang
Design by Ricks Ang