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Springfield, IL
STATE
JOURNAL-REGISTER
CELTIC
FIDDLER EILEEN IVERS
MOLDS MANY MUSICAL STYLES INTO HER OWN
Saturday, March 04, 2001
DAVID J. LEONATTI CORRESPONDENT
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| Just
your run-of-the-mill Celtic-fusion/world-beat
big top revival and travelogue. That is
all you got at Saturday night's musical
mini-hurricane at the Sangamon Auditorium
at the University of Illinois at Springfield.
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| Celtic
fiddler Eileen Ivers
and her band, a multimedia, multicultural
circus, played to a modest but appreciative
and boisterous crowd on Saturday evening |
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| The
boundlessly energetic Ivers has been playing
music since winning an all-Ireland contest
on the banjo at 8 years of age. She is
best known as the featured soloist for
the smash new-age step-dancing extravaganza
"Riverdance." |
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| Aside
from being all-Ireland fiddle champion
eight times running, Ivers has recorded
and appeared on more than 75 recordings
and is one of the most in-demand Celtic
instrumentalists in the U.S. and Ireland.
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| Her
ability to absorb countless music styles
and uniquely re-invent them effortlessly
was on display Saturday night. The violin
master played everything from Irish standards
to original compositions from her latest
release, "Crossing the Bridge."
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| Ivers
is an exuberant ambassador of all musical
styles, threading together everything
from flamenco, reggae and blues, to traditional
Celtic to Hendrixian psychedelia. |
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it is not simply her and the band's encyclopedic
knowledge of styles or technical superiority;
not just her liquid, quicksilver fingering,
but also the merging of mirthful spirit,
pop sensibility and extraordinary individual
talents in absolute service of each song
or style that elevates each performance.
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| What
the Eileen Ivers
Band appears to have conceived is a sonic
architecture, which converges and honors
key elements of a particular style (Irish
jigs or reels, calypso), then inserts
replacement sound elements or effects
(fuzz-wah-wah screaming fiddle; Afro-Cuban
percussion) in place of traditional instrumentation.
Ivers has a tuneful, open mind and historic
reverence whether gently dissecting or
exploding, then reorganizing individual
chords or progressions in a single song.
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| There
was the discreet, romantic intoxication
of love songs ("Black is the Color") to
blues-inflected excursions. The highlights
were too numerous to count, each song
spellbinding and detonating in its own
little universe of melody and percussive
execution. |
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| The
ache of her keening melody in the reminiscing
ballad "Bygone Days" was sublime. |
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| Try
the faux-scratching and boom-box infections
of the hip-hoppy closing reels; thunderous
bottom-end, skittling hand percussion
as substitute 'scratching' and Ivers'
scalar melody lines. |
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| A
great showcase of hybridization was "Gravelwalk",
an integration of key structural elements
of the Irish reel with electric jazz,
yielding a Chieftains-meets-Weather Report
hopscotching fantasia, including a scalding,
screeching fuzz fiddle solo. |
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| Then
hear the elegantly honored embroidery
of Pachelbel - the straightforward arrangement
with lithe nuance, like rickrack highlighting
the pattern of a simple garment - then
tearing the garment to shreds as the opening
cadenza crashes into a trademark electric
reel workout. |
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| Let's
see: Sophisticated jazz-folk with the
blues. Yes, that too. |
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| Bluegrass
legend Ralph Blizzard's "Lost Train Blues"
kick-started with the propulsion of a
locomotive. Then we hear simple hand-percussion
and jungle soundscapes transform into
calypso polyrythms; wondrous Celtic melodies
merge with traditional steel band formulations
on the Montserrat-inspired "Islanders."
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| Did
I mention there was tap dancing? Bronx
bomber and Broadway veteran Tarik Winston
in his black Yankees jersey percussively
merged with the band on countless occasions
becoming yet another form of Afro-Cuban
or West African drumming lock-tight, in
step with the beat. And for the first
time in my life, I saw a lead soloist
(fiddler Ivers) trades fours with a tap
dancer! |
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| Stars
turns of the evening included every band
member. |
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| Jerry
Sullivan, a recording veteran with a diverse
pedigree including works with Sinead O'Connor,
James Galway and Dolly Parton, chicken-wings
those ungainly Uilleann pipes, pumping
note-for-note solo runs parallel with
the fiddle master with his feathery fingers.
He also aided the creation of haunting
melancholy with his breathy low whistle
and flute. |
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| New
Yorker Leo Traversa executes a flawless,
pan-African jazz fusion bass with muted
percolation, and ceaseless puffy percussive
drive. His solos, curt but brimming with
melodic invention, were continually inspired.
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| Singer
Tom McDonnell is a veteran of the Blues
Brothers, and though his Memphis soul
blues belt was a tad out of character
now and then, his crying wail on the closer
"Will the Circle Be Unbroken" was howling-mad
perfect for this global revival. His squalling
harmonica and deft hand percussion filled
out each song's landscape as needed. |
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| The
youthful guitarist James Reilly, chopping
and chugging chords without ceasing, surely
needed a note from his mother to come
out and play this evening (how old is
that kid?). His role in the band is clearly
defined and his strumming, cut-chords
or high register harp-tone fingerpicking
played perfect foil to Ivers incessant
sawing. |
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| But
the master gear of these magnificent clockworks
has to be percussionist Emedin Rivera
(whom Ivers claimed was from the "Irish
county of Puerto Rico"). Every possible
struck or sticked device is in his arsenal
of drums, conga, shakers and bird calls.
Yes, bird calls, as he uncannily created
a lush junglescape with an interlude flush
with fluttering wings, screeches and echoing
chirps. Rivera's inventive and crisp drumming
adds that international pulse and hard
roiling or dryly-bubbling backbeat unique
to these pan-cultural compositions. |
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| And
the crowd's devotion was cemented when
Ivers jogged down into the orchestra pit
to dance with bounding, sweaty children
prancing about in their best "Riverdance"
impressions. Add yet the Ogilvy Dance
Studios young (some very young) dancers
step-dancing and showing their Scots-Gaels
best backed by this romping band. |
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| Ivers'
is a craft of rare proficiency and refraction,
taming a polyglot musical palette and
rendering it unique through sound and
spirit. She pledges fidelity to the original
and manages to coalesce the multiple instrumental
elements to the best effect. Each and
every time. |
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