Maria Schneider kicked off her heels within the first few
minutes of the early set at Birdland on Tuesday night. I mean literally,
as in: she conducted her band barefoot. This small, seemingly extraneous detail
struck me as noteworthy, though I thought twice about commenting on it, for fear
of dredging up some bad
associations, or seeming unduly focused on Schneider’s image, rather than
her music.
Here’s the thing: the notion of conducting barefoot is emblematic of Schneider’s modus operandi as a bandleader. Much has been
made of the flowing, intuitive feeling of her music, a feeling that tends to
get coded (by critics and, I suspect, no less by audiences) as somehow
essentially female. That’s hogwash, of course, but it shouldn’t preclude talk of intuition -- and yes, even comfort -- in Schneider’s work. Her compositions reflect a deeply
analytical perspective, but they’re always mediated by discernable human
emotion. That’s a rare gift of communication, shared by few composers in jazz,
and the only reason it gets gendered in conversations about Schneider is, well,
her gender.
I hadn’t intended on approaching Schneider’s Birdland run from the angle of “women in music,” which both honors and reduces
her art. What brought me to that angle here was a worthy
feature currently underway at NPR. For the
record, I believe the Maria Schneider Orchestra to be our best large jazz ensemble, period. (This is hardly a minority opinion.) It occurred to me, halfway
through Tuesday’s set, that the MSO also fits the bill of an excellent
prog-rock band.
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