s the closest major town to Taos which I call home, Santa Fe has quite the
stable of local music talent. It's always proudly featured in dedicated
sections of the more enterprising of music retailers. Of course, homegrown doesn't
automatically equate to quality. Inherently suspicious of flag waving, I don't
touch any of it unless a listening station supported sampling. That's how I
discovered Ladino singer Consuelo Luz and Flamenco maestro Chuscales. Resident
clarinet wizard Eddie Daniels I of course loved long before I ever moved to the
SouthWest.
Today's guitar album played a cut in the background while I perused the
magazine racks at Hastings. It's not a store I frequent for CDs since their
selection focus doesn't accommodate my acquired taste. Borders and The Ark tend to
more be my kind of haunts. Alas, this rumba-flamenco flavored track with Chinese
pipa, charango and panflute caught my attention. A copy of HiFi News got
stuffed back into the rack while I made tracks to the customer service counter to
find out what was spinning.
Turns out Mr. Johnson started guitar life as a Jazz-style flatpicker and led
The Yellow Jackets and Sons & Lovers in the early 60s before touring with Les
Paul as drummer in 1979 and '80. He studied flamenco technique with Ruben and
Miguel Romero and also picked up -- pun intentional -- Nashville country-style
thumb picking. He's an instrumental gearhad who collects guitars and
amplifiers and is also the creator of the Tap Guitar (a flamenco guitar with 19 midi
triggers to add Latin percussion while playing) and the Fla-quinto, a
double-necked flamenco/requinto hybrid.
For his first solo album under his own label, all this adds up to
sophisticated "Nuevo Flamenco Lite" that makes up in wealth of timbres, production
values
and compositional detail what it lacks in depth when compared to present-day
Spanish masters of the genre. Think of it as a major step-up from Ottmar
Liebert -- Armik-sans-overdubs moves to the four corners -- and you've nailed both
the genre and level of presentation. There are shrum-shrum romps that cross
Mexican and Sinti Jazz idioms; a smooth Jazz number sporting both Koontz archtop
electric steel string and Hernandez Huipe cutaway models over pipa tremolos
before the latter segues into a strangely bluesy solo; an Ennio Morricone-style
Spaghetti Western tune with a brief Kung Fu priest appearance; Bossa-inspired
hip-swaying rhythms; 11-string nylon fretless Godin Glissentar octave
doubling for ambiance; or a seamless transition from Spanish guitar fingerstyle
suggesting a bubbling brook to Travis thumb-picking white-rapid waters before the
"River Suite" returns again its calmer opening mood. On "Pharoah's Journey", a
shifty rumba-flamenco rhythm is overlaid by Bop Jazz guitar and twangy pipa
riffs - George Benson meets The Three Mustaphas.
There's also a redo of "Pipeline" with the lead on Heritage Bluesette and
Fender Telecaster while the closing "Melancolia" becomes a wistful meditation on
September 11th, with Roland synth guitar strings as backdrop. "Rumba Oriental"
is actually a tune lifted from the Beijing Opera for which Wayne Wesley
contracted Gao Hong on Chinese pipa, a combo that worked out so well that it
carried over into other numbers already mentioned. In short, Songs From The Soul is
guitar-based happy music that spins off the non-vocal Gipsy Kings craze but
goes the extra mile to separate it from the numerous would-be clones clogging
the airwaves. It's the kind of music I listen to while savoring a good sunset
meal on the patio. And a fella's gotta eat every day, ya know? Nothing wrong
then with low-calorie aural fare to go with it.