Raices - Raices (1975)
By Papa Funk
By Papa Funk
** VERY,VERY RARE **
Excellent Latin Jazz
"Jazz Fusion, Latin Jazz, Jazz Funk"
"Raices? Never heard of that!" All the better I say, if we are talking about Julio Iglesias'
album of the same name. But don't you worry, for I want to introduce
you to an album which typical Exotica fans – even those who own several
hundreds of genre-related LP's and releases – probably do not even know
of. Raised brows are pretty much expected by me, for the release date of
1975 alone tells you that something must be fishy about it: the Exotica
craze was long gone at the time and only partially survived in the
transformed states of Jungle Jazz and Funk. Funny, as these two genres
are exactly what the septet of Raices (meaning roots) has in mind on their self-titled eight-track debut which, alas, is also their final release in this formation. Released on Nemperor Records, recorded in Miami and supervised by The Doors's regular producer Bruce Botnick, the
aforementioned two genres are spiced with bold doses of Exotica, namely
the occasional birdcalls, ritualistic but melodious flute tones and an
unexpectedly large amount of exotic percussion instruments: coconut
shells, cabasas, quikas and other devices join the more usual bongos,
congas and bamboo rods. In tandem with funkier instruments such as the
electric piano, the Moog synthesizer and the claviochord, Raices create
seven unique pieces and one rendition that mostly evoke life in the
jungle. A friendly plastic jungle of neo-savages, mind you. But
nonetheless a tropical jungle of the heart. The band setup comprises of
bandleader, flutist and percussionist Rafael Cruz, bassist Roberto Puras, the three additional percussionists Sammy Figueroa (co-founder of the band), Gonchi Sifire and percussionist-saxophonist Juan Melendez, guitarist Carlos Melendez as well as pianist Amaury Lopez.
Indeed, four of the band members are percussionists, and you hear their
impetus in every second: while this is a jazzy album with many
rhythmical changes, they do not present all too complex patterns. It is
the entanglement of the instruments and the different tonality of each
ingredient that make the difference. Likewise, the incessantly
perceptible Funk genre reminds of another Exotica-Funk band of the 70's,
the British Mandingo
project. If you distantly like their music, chances are that you adore
Raices as well, even tough their approach is much dreamier and softer.
But anyways, here comes Raices.
The point of departure and gateway to this largely unknown gem is called Lenguas,
written by Amaury Lopez. Background chatter, chants and clap(trap)s
provide the expectedly joyful way of life, but this remains the only
clichéd instance of this original cut, as Juan Melendez's fast-paced
saxophone notes mesh with the plinking high plasticity of the decidedly
exotic percussion. Several shakers, high-pitched triangle-like
instruments and Rafael Cruz's allotted bass droplets create a thick but
not overly complex accompaniment that shows the high number of
percussionists involved in the creation. Amaury Lopez's own piano chords
transport a warm-hearted, non-Latinized majesty. The best thing,
though, is the occasional polyphony of the saxophone notes that is
caused by one of the vocalists mimicking the timbre of the saxophone via
his voice, thus adding a gleeful ornament to the seven-to-eight-note
riff of the main melody. Lenguas is rounded off by a frantic percussion prowess, and it is a joy to be captured by the tribal scheme of this showcase section. Lenguas
is a superb opener thanks to its rather silky if also jumpy soprano
saxophone and the percussion-related craziness. The high tempo enthralls
the listener immediately, as does the large amount of percussive
devices. The following Karmanalia by Juan Melendez decreases
the tempo and offers a more melodious approach. His paradisiac
eleven-note melody on the flute is both smooth and carefree, providing a
technicolor jungle setting which is further augmented by classic drums,
upwards spiraling Moog synthesizer blebs and a sleazy wah-wah guitar
backing by Funkmaster Carlos Melendez. Fans of Mandingo will rejoice, as
this track is based on their well-known formula of 50% Funk and 50%
Exotica. The middle section sees an improvised flute melody by Juan
Melendez which conflates with refreshingly gelid electric piano
crystals. The flow of the arrangement is breathtaking, the flute never
piercing or spiky, but perfectly embedded in-between the lush
soundscape. This is a marvelous 70's take on the Exotica genre; so great!
Side A continues with the 7+ minutes long aural diorama of Amaury Lopez's Bamboo,
not to be mixed up with the occasional Exotica songs of the same name.
As its long runtime suggests, the composition traverses through many
metamorphoses and rhythmic shifts. It opens with utterly dreamy electric
piano chords in tandem with mysterious wind chimes, mellifluous
cymbals, ticking bamboo rods and chirping birds of the Tropics before it
moves over to the eclectic main melody as created by saxophone bursts
and aqueous electric piano accentuations. The focus on the percussion
side is again perceptible, for the melodious interplay is often paused
in order to let the percussionists unleash large amounts of congas,
glittering triangles and hollow coconut shells. The saxophone is much
more jazzy and lively on this song, but never is it towering over the
soundscape. I still prefer the conga-focused aorta with the gorgeously
ethereal synthesizer infusions, but regardless of my personal taste, Bamboo
depicts – better yet: transfigures – a phantastic journey through a
resplendent jungle in Brazil. Its uplifting vibe is enchanting, and the
clear-cut addition of electronic devices does not turn this Tropical
Jazz anthem sour, but adds deliberately artificial filters to the
arrangement through which the soundscape becomes even more auroral. A
huge favorite of mine, it never gets boring through the course of its
runtime. Up next is Parallax, a song co-written by Amaury Lopez and Gonchi Sifire. It expands and alters the intrinsic style with English lead vocals by Sammy Figueroa whose voice reminds me of Don Tiki's legendary frontman Delmar DeWilde. This
tune is about a blend of Far Eastern tone sequences with graceful
spirals on the clavinet which are both sunset-colored and truly
good-spirited. Amaury Lopez is able to prevent his piano chords from
being too Latinized or jazzy. Parallax is hence another marvel,
even more so since so many things could have gone wrong due to its
focus on the piano structures, but no, the tonality is catchy and
unexpectedly free from any kitsch whatsoever.
Raices - Raices
Side B is able to keep the pace. It cannot top side A, but it comes quite close in this regard. Carlos Melendez's Parata Gua Gua
launches with a delicately exotic and unexpectedly truthful jungle
feeling: smooth alto flutes, enigmatic shakers, wind chimes, claves and
birdcalls provide a segue to a slightly more electronic approach with
electric pianos and Moog synthesizers. However, the flute melody remains
in the spotlight all the time, its timbre being honest and convivial.
It is curiously melodious and yet hard to grasp. The awesome middle
section sees an expansion of the drums and shakers and is successfully
intertwined with Melendez's electric guitar which adds a maximum of
Funk. And yet is the Funk approach neither sleazy nor cool, but
subordinate to the mélange of flute tones. Juan Melendez truly goes wild
on this instrument.
Again, I have no complaints at all. While Juan Melendez's second addition El Tropical is a conga-interspersed rhythmically shifting take with a similar focus on the flute but an even greater concentration on Latin piano notes – a first on the release –, Raices' take on Oscar Castro Neves' and Sebastiano Neto's After Sunrise places la la la chants in-between acoustic guitar scents and harmonica-fueled bonfire allusions, creating a rendition that oscillates between a deliberate loneliness and Mediterranean schmaltz. I am probably not too fond of this version due to the missing jungle scheme. And indeed am I spoiled by side A. The final piece is Juan Melendez's third contribution: Bluegarian Funk Dance turns its back to the tropical Jungle Jazz realms in favor of a metropolitan concrete jungle scheme. It adds a major dose of a heretofore unused sleaziness in the veins of Mike Simpson's Jungle Odyssey (1966). Claviochord tones clash with staccato saxophone spirals and megacity-evoking electric guitar twangs. The Moog synthesizer screeches and whirls through the arrangement and elbows everything out of its way. While the coolness factor is indeed a nice change, the Exotica flavor is low, the innocence of the junglescapes gone for good. The self-titled debut of Raices ends with the weakest tune; a tune that nonetheless provides a wonderful link to Simpson's sound of the South African soils. In this regard, Bluegarian Funk Dance is a great choice.
Again, I have no complaints at all. While Juan Melendez's second addition El Tropical is a conga-interspersed rhythmically shifting take with a similar focus on the flute but an even greater concentration on Latin piano notes – a first on the release –, Raices' take on Oscar Castro Neves' and Sebastiano Neto's After Sunrise places la la la chants in-between acoustic guitar scents and harmonica-fueled bonfire allusions, creating a rendition that oscillates between a deliberate loneliness and Mediterranean schmaltz. I am probably not too fond of this version due to the missing jungle scheme. And indeed am I spoiled by side A. The final piece is Juan Melendez's third contribution: Bluegarian Funk Dance turns its back to the tropical Jungle Jazz realms in favor of a metropolitan concrete jungle scheme. It adds a major dose of a heretofore unused sleaziness in the veins of Mike Simpson's Jungle Odyssey (1966). Claviochord tones clash with staccato saxophone spirals and megacity-evoking electric guitar twangs. The Moog synthesizer screeches and whirls through the arrangement and elbows everything out of its way. While the coolness factor is indeed a nice change, the Exotica flavor is low, the innocence of the junglescapes gone for good. The self-titled debut of Raices ends with the weakest tune; a tune that nonetheless provides a wonderful link to Simpson's sound of the South African soils. In this regard, Bluegarian Funk Dance is a great choice.
Raices is a gargantuan album. It remains largely unknown to
most Exotica connoisseurs, and this is a pitiful state that can only be
blamed on the decade it was released: 1975 is clearly influenced by the
glitzy Funk genre, and the septet tries to branch off into various
directions and styles. Exotica fans aren't even specifically targeted –
and if they are, it is a twofold accidental coincidence – by the group,
and yet are the ingredients delicious to the follower of a
faux-primitive lifestyle: the pool of exotic instruments used on this
debut is almost larger than life, topping off many vintage Exotica LP's,
even those which contain the trigger term Percussion in their titles. Fans of Geoff Love's
British session musician-based Mandingo project will fall in love with
the fusion of Jungle Jazz, Funk and Exotica. Side A is a blast and
features four consecutive hits in a row, each of them dreamier and more
melodious than the other, while at the same time featuring dynamic
percussion sections and gorgeous flute and saxophone melodies. Both of
these instruments can destroy the mellowness of an arrangement if they
are played over the top. This does not happen here. Each instrument is
well-embedded and merges deliciously with all others. Only the final
track presents overexposed electronic devices and organs, but this is
due to the deep bow before the Funk genre. I therefore cannot name any
top pick this time, but want to stress how much enjoyment this debut
brings me. I am probably more responsive to this music due to its fast
rhythms which provide a great experience while I am running. Exotica
fans who are up for dynamic cuts and do not mind an injection of
funkiness will be surprised about the jungle setting with its occasional
bird calls, many congas and the less heard amount of sea shells,
berimbaus and cachichis, the latter of which I did not even know before I
encountered Raices. It is highly recommended by me, one of the lost gemstones, and unfortunately the first and
final album by this band. It is only available on vinyl at time of this
review's publishing date. A serious crime, for this music must be
released in digital form!
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