If music fortunately takes on its own secret meaning for each listener, it is the idea of urgency confronted to what we thought eternal that guided my conception of Everlasting. Just as constantly refreshed ink brings an etching back to life, it is also a look back into the past and a way to allow it to brush up against us, here behind a medieval melisma, there through the evocation of a ballad…
"It's been a while we had not heard such an inhabited and intense soprano player" (Jazzman)
"He's a monster" (Daniel Humair, Télérama)
"outstanding talented saxophonist" (Aldo Romano, Ne joue pas fort, joue loin)
Curious and eager to work in a variety of musical languages, Vincent Lê Quang was soon be known for his singular voice in contemporary Jazz.
Soloist and Group Prize of La Defense Jazz Competition, he records and performs with major european musicians such as Daniel Humair (Air Libre, Modern Art), Henri Texier (Sand Woman, Chance), Aldo Romano (Liberi Sumus), Simon Goubert (Nous Verrons)... His trio with Jeanne Added and Bruno Ruder was acclaimed by critics for their yes is a pleasant country (coup de Coeur de l'Académie Charles Cros). He continues exploring in more depth his own "Poetic Jazz" with this new record with the quartet he leads. A lament from an Orient dreamed of, Mitteleuropa harmonies, swing from a certain America: if Jazz is cross fertilization, here resonate unexpected accents that bathe his compositional universe.
It is the idea of urgency confronted to what we thought eternal that guided my conception of Everlasting. It is also a look back into the past and a way to allow it to brush up against us, here behind a medieval melisma, there through the evocation of a ballad... Vincent Lê Quang, Joe Quitzke, Bruno Ruder and Guido Zorn take us on a journey with the fluidity of their music, that leads sometimes to a rare incandescence. But far from being a series of postcards washed up from dead shores, it is a whole, shrouded in mystery, that we are invited to share, music from within, the Inner Space as Michaux would say, which seeks through the forest of sounds the eternal newness of emotion.