a mothers work is never done
Jason Jackson – Alto, Tenor & Baritone Sax
Jawwaad Taylor – Vocals, Trumpet & Drum Programming
Jonathan F. Horne – Guitar
Stefan Gonzalez – Vibraphone, Drums & Vocals
Ingebrigt Haker Flaten – Acoustic & Electric Bass, Electronics
Frank Rosaly – Drums & Percussion
Two Young Mothers with nothing better to do…”
I thought about writing this review a la the lyrics to Steve Miller’s Take the Money and Run, but I decided I would spare everyone that agony. Maybe at a show…with enough drinks...
The Young Mothers is a group formed in Austin by Ingebrigt Haker Flaten that synthesizes free jazz, electronics, punk, rap and God knows what else in their pursuit of musical mayhem. For the record, I generally hate these kind of groups, because many times the components sound grafted onto each other, or they’re really a rock band that adds some scronky sax with no context in relation to the whole. When Dennis Gonzalez of Yells At Eels told me about this project, I was thinking to myself, “Um, how am I going to tell this nice man that this thing sucks?”
But one listen to a mothers (sic) work is never done and I was a fan. First of all, you’ve got great musicians in the mix: Besides Ingebrigt, there’s Chicago stalwart Frank Rosaly, Stefan Gonzlez from Yells At Eels, and young firebrand Jason Jackson, who sometimes guests with that group. Horne and Taylor are new to me, but they more than hold their own.
Overall, a mothers work is a blast of energy that hits you across the face and doesn’t back down. If that mix of elements mentioned earlier doesn't melt your face off, Haker Flaten includes a dreamscape arrangement of a Benjamin Britten piece, and the album concludes with Ruth, which is based on a traditional Ugandan melody. On Wells, the original, Jackson’s tart, angular alto on top of a No Wave guitar riff reminded me of The Contortions, a pioneer of this approach. In fact, the No Wave scene probably comes closest to summing up what this record sounds like, but that’s really a loose approximation.
Probably the biggest stumbling block for me, given my tastes, is the rapping. I’m very old school when it comes to hip hop; the last album I bought was It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back. But Taylor spits (do people still say that?) some tense verses that are generally well-integrated into the proceedings. And the dude can play some trumpet too.
I’ve enjoyed blasting this on my car stereo with the sunroof open. It’s a jolt of energy that gets you going before work, that’s for sure. And it’s a helluva lot of fun.
You can listen to some tracks at Ingebrigt's Bandcamp page.