Silvana DeLuigi | Yo! | American Clavé

When Kip Hanrahan asked me a couple of years ago whether I was interested in doing a record with him, I immediately said yes. But when the moment came to decide on a title, I did not know what to propose. What kind of name could describe something which sounds different from everything I’ve done – and heard – before. I spontaneously pronounced the word “Yo.” It was the simplest expression for me, having given everything I had, including my very own musical and emotional self, into the hands of a musician and producer whom I trust blindly. For me, Kip is the only person capable of recognizing, understand, and transforming into a record my ages old desire to trespass the musical conventions of a music which is mine: which I grew up with, which I love – but which I had to leave behind in order to confront it from a new angle – and make it mine: the tango. So therefore “Yo” stands for a record whose songs may sound familiar, but are completely personal to me. Most of them have been with me since my early youth. Some I had inherited from Argentine popular culture, some came to me from Brazil. Some were offered by Kip and his friends, who all helped me to realize this dream: to look back on my town, my country, my culture, my life – and my music. — Silvana Deluigi Continue reading

Kip Hanrahan | All roads are made of the flesh | American Clavé

With it’s subtle evocations of the sexual melodrama of — go, subdued guaguanco rhythms, wisps of Haitian compas and passages of improvisational flair merging together (so that organist Don Pullen’s off-kilter keyboard runs heighten the pulse of the 3/2 clave used throughout), Hanrahan’s new album All Roads are Made of the Flesh is greater than the sum of its parts…. Where much of the new global fusion is rhythm as an intellectual exercise, the rhythms of Hanrahan’s music evoke the many textures of desire and sensuality…” – Peter Shapiro, Wire (London) Continue reading