…Questions: none of Coltrane’s albums bears this title. And somehow all of his albums do. All are clearly subjected to the ramified, plural, moving, exuberant, augmentative interrogation, that they left us, as if panicked or distraught. Such trust. A unique manner, always beyond and ahead of itself. A haunted, questioning manner. Inheriting a question is, in many ways, convenient; it’s called mysticism, and in the end, there’s something in it for everybody. To see oneself or live as the guardian of a range of questions certainly can’t be read on the same stave. It creates different obligations. Requires, in more ways than one, writing – taking part. As, here, Franck Médioni and Lavant’s voice, or Sylvain Kassap and Ramon Lopez, and Claude Tchamitchian… — Chrisitan Tarting, excerpt from the liner notes Continue reading →