8/10 Mike Staff review, 03 September 2012
Here we have a beautifully presented LP of honk and putter from Convergence, a quintet who occupied “a zone somewhere between The boundaries of avant-garde jazz and free-form contemporary classical music” (in the words of band leader Michael S Horwood) in late ‘70s Toronto. What results is some kind of chamber-chuntering free jazz. The music is constantly chattering away to itself with a variety of percussive devices (including toys and homemade instruments), as well as some sparse tinkly piano and tootly trumpet and trombone.
The delivery of all three of the melodic instruments has, on occasion, quite clear influences from classic jazz, while at other times they’re in more awkward splatter territory. As a matter of fact, the band was named after a Jackson Pollock painting, and I think that’s quite telling in their sound - a playful, communicative soft-skronk odyssey where every inch of tape is covered with noises of all different colours, textures and shapes, seeming random at first and yet still co-ordinated in their own way, journeying from lively chunter to creepy, sparse melodic swells and piano tinkles. It’s not the easiest listen but it’s got plenty of character and charm, which I can’t say for every free-pootle record that passes through these doors.
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