Description
Wild by nature, the Does of the Florian Pellissier Quintet could never be contained in a
creative pen that would have forced them never to cross potential geographical limits.
Travelers, spending their energy without restraint to let the hard bop of their jazz wander
and export itself wherever the groove guided them, they went as far as Africa or South
America, from the Cape of Good Hope to Rio. Rio, precisely where, for their last
appearance, exposure to a brief electric current had carried them into outer space. A
revelation.
Furious strides, exhausting gambols, the Does had done so much that they could not
escape the obvious call of calm and serenity. Freed from distances, and after a stop in
Colombia to mingle with the crowd at the Barranquilla carnival, it was California and its
Pacific coast they reached, to rest before the peaceful immensity of the ocean.
One hundred sixty-five million square kilometers, an infinite expanse to contemplate in
order to fling wide open the gates to an even vaster space. A spiritual domain conducive to
the search for new sounds. That of the open sea, where measuring miles is neither
relevant nor meaningful, and where the only compass becomes the musical tracks the
Does follow.
Beneath their coppery hooves, to the crystalline sound of the Fender Rhodes and the
sweep of electric layers, the path to take revealed itself in this meditative and abstract
realm they had never before explored. Invited to join the purely organic textures, the
synthetic notes distilled a few aromas of sweetness into an album of ten tracks, where the
FPQ abandoned written scores on some pieces in order to be guided only by the
inspiration born of a newfound freedom.
Blue when they began their journey five albums ago, their coat has now taken on the
colors that illuminate the Pacific coast. That moment when, as you gaze at the horizon
swallowing the sun, only glowing shades filter through—reddish, orange, violet.
Departing without haste or frenzy from one of the shores bordering the ocean, the voices
of Archie Shepp, Iggy Pop, and DjeuhDjoah still resonating in their antlers, the Does may
now be on the opposite shore. Carried all the way to the Japanese coast by Hokusai’s
wave…
