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When James Brandon Lewis plays the saxophone, he usually plants his feet shoulder width apart and bends a bit at the knee, swaying and tunneling into a rhythmic flow. As a bandleader, he almost exclusively performs his own compositions, which have melodies that roam, dart and soar but often stay grounded in a pulse.
Even when the music reaches a cruising speed, Lewis takes his time on the horn, more interested in making sure you get a clear taste of each note than in hurrying along to the next idea. Still, by the end of a song, youll feel as if youve traveled a good distance with him, putting a few dozen miles on the odometer.
Respect is important to me, Lewis said on a recent Saturday morning, sitting in the sun at Tompkins Square Park in New York City's East Village and explaining his commitment to clarity.
Theres always this thing in the background with musicians, like, Can you play? he said, referring to the strict meritocratic standards of the jazz bandstand. But I put that into everything. If Im going to write an essay, then Ive got to be able to write well. Its the same thing with poetry, same thing with teaching myself about visual arts: peeling back those layers.
Since 2014, when he released Divine Travels, his second album, on Sonys OKeh Records as a relative unknown, Lewis has earned a reputation as a pathfinder in jazz and a guardian of tradition. Last year, he won the rising-star tenor-saxophonist award in DownBeat magazines critics poll, putting an exclamation mark on his ascent.
In an artistically scattered age, when jazz is far too big and contested to be held in place, he has defined his own saxophone lineage one that runs through Sonny Rollins, David Ware and J.D. Allen, constructed around ideals of deep seeking and rhythmic exchange and kept building.
He has also been amassing a catalog of poetry, creative essays and manifestos that crack open some windows into his process. In an essay last year accompanying his album Molecular, he wrote: It is far easier to pick up a drinking glass that is unbroken than one that has been shattered into a million pieces. I prefer the challenge of the latter. No longer capable of holding water, it instead offers a perfect image of freedom and possibility.
Lewis new album, Jesup Wagon, out Friday, is a tribute to another polymathic figure who insisted on cutting his own path: scientist and inventor George Washington Carver. Lewis read biographies about him before composing the seven tracks and two poems that appear on Jesup Wagon, and he became moved by how freely Carver had traveled between passions.
But he couldnt help noticing how much Carver's legacy had been pruned by history, reducing him to his association with one thing: peanuts.
In addition to being a botanist, educator and symbol of Black pride in the brutal Redemption years, Carver was an accomplished musician and painter. He insisted that art and science, as processes of discovery, were never in opposition. And he was a pioneer of sustainable agriculture, whose findings sometimes put him at odds with private industry.
He wasnt a capitalist, in the greater scheme, Lewis said, adding that although Carver was an inventor many times over, He didnt hardly patent anything.
At the turn of the 20th century, Carver took a significant pay cut to start the Tuskegee Institutes agriculture department, which helped make this prominent Black university into an important research institution. Jesup Wagon takes its name from the carriage that Carver drove across the South during his Tuskegee years, conducting demonstrations for poor farmers on how to cultivate their land more sustainably.
This is Lewis ninth album as a leader, and his first with the new Red Lily Quintet, featuring Kirk Knuffke on cornet, Christopher Hoffman on cello, William Parker on bass and guimbri, and Chad Taylor on drums and mbira. Lewis generally prefers to play without a chordal instrument behind him, allowing him greater range of motion, and he chose this lineup because he wanted an earthen, folklike texture, full of rich layering but not the restrictions of chords.
Sometimes elegiac, sometimes bounding forward, the tunes on Jesup Wagon are some of the loveliest compositions of Lewis' career, built around overlapping ribbons of melody. On Experiment Station its title comes from Carvers nickname for his lab an opening section of gesturally bowed strings and legato horns falls into a marching rhythm, led by Taylors drums. As Lewis unfurls his solo, the cadence comes apart again, reappearing only occasionally, in moments of fleeting cohesion.
Born in Buffalo, New York, in 1983, Lewis is the son of a preacher father and a schoolteacher mother. He was exposed at a young age to a variety of music under the jazz banner, including free improvisation in the Charles Gayle tradition and the svelter disciples of Grover Washington Jr., another famous Buffalonian. What united them all was their attention to rhythmic pulse. Its a groove town, Lewis said.
He picked up the clarinet at age 9, teaching himself to play basic melodies before enrolling at the citys arts magnet middle school the next year. He studied with Carol McLaughlin and Dave Schiavone, prominent saxophonists and educators in Buffalo, while playing in church. There he found out what it meant for music to brush against the Holy Spirit, but he also learned the importance of carrying a melody faithfully, in lockstep with the choir.
An honor student and an all-county band member, he went on to Buffalo State University before transferring to Howard University in Washington, D.C. He graduated with a degree in jazz performance, then spent time living with his father in Colorado, immersing himself in the Denver scene and continuing to play religious music. Then he enrolled at CalArts in Santa Clarita, California, where he studied with a faculty teeming with creative music talent, including trumpeter Wadada Leo Smith, bassist Charlie Haden and drummer Joe LaBarbera. His creative identity started to find fuller form.
Through a connection with pianist Matthew Shipp, Lewis came to the attention of Parker, an important organizer on the New York scene and an esteemed bassist. Lewis invited him and drummer Gerald Cleaver to make an album; in 2014, it was released as Divine Travels, turning heads in the jazz world.
Parker was impressed with the way that a young Lewis had seemed to both embody and transcend tradition. He was prepared to take what hed learned and forget it, Parker recalled. Which to me is always a good sign of a person thats going to find his own sound.
Almost a decade after that recording session, Lewis has become an essential part of the creative community surrounding Parker in New York. I think the James you hear in 2021 will be quite different from the James you hear in 2031, Parker said. Hes on the move. And hes rising up.
In the mid-2010s, Lewis started playing regularly with a Washington-based rhythm section: bassist Luke Stewart and drummer Warren Trae Crudup III. In 2014, those three joined poet Thomas Sayers Ellis in Heroes Are Gang Leaders, a words-and-music ensemble that continues today and has become a part of Lewis creative identity.
He now finds himself not only extending the lineage of his forebears, but attracting their admiration even emulation. Rollins, 90, widely recognized as jazzs greatest living improviser, has acknowledged his passion for Lewis playing. And J.D. Allen, slightly more than a decade Lewis senior and a major source of inspiration, said he had been turned on his ear by Lewis trio with Stewart and Crudup.
Allen said his 2019 trio album, Barracoon, which featured a new and younger rhythm section, was directly inspired by the no-holds-barred punk energy of Lewis 2016 album, No Filter.
Barracoon was my attempt to sound like the No Filter trio, Allen said in an interview. He recalled a recent conversation, in which he acknowledged to Lewis that mentorship had given way to exchange: I told him, I was copying you, man.
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