Review of Universal Code By Pippo Kuhzart (translated for german)
The titles are enough, then it’s clear where we are: “Universal Code” is the name of the album, “Resonance”, “Non-Duality” and “Compassion” the songs. The first sound from Muriel Grossmann’s saxophone then clears up any possible misunderstandings that you could encounter Youtube self-care vibes here, NATURALLY, awakens the spirit of Coltrane and others who have known how to blow out the purest expanse from their pipes, to elicit worlds from him, to galaxies, if you will. This is the real deal, the jazz that blows you through once, but blows through your clammy, anxious mind, lets the listener believe that joy and peace are possible, universal even, the kinda jazz that makes the listener forget who else has had their dirty fingers on terms like “community,” spirituality, and all that. This is the real deal. Big stuff, enormous, masterful, but not serious — it sounds too effortless for that, too self-evident in its abilities, real experts know no snobbery, they draw the masses into their wonderful extra world where everyone can be included. The instruments throw delicacies at each other, the solos make it impossible to sit still. This is the real deal. The kind of music that makes you shake your head like “BOY, what just happened???” Pffffuuuuuuuuuu«<, goosebumps and convulsions, the white man overwhelmed by this groove, this connection with (non) things that lie beyond his control and his constructs, he twitches and soars to a freedom in the spirit, in the little head, which is dreamlike and timeless and then sadly has to end as the last track fades away when he then goes back out there and fights his little wars, hurting himself and others a little bit every day in the miserable town he lives in. See Muriel Grossmann and die, folks.
Pippo Kuhzart, for King Georg