27-year-old Tomin Perea-Chamblee is a brass- and reed-centered
multi-instrumentalist, the composer and arranger of pieces with
excellently thorny harmonies, an at-times reluctant musicker and
enthusiastic Brooklynite (born and raised, so his admiration primarily
concerns the borough’s pre-gentralification qualities), who, by day
works as a bioinformatician. If you're in New York, there’s an OK chance
that you’ve heard him play before, with young (jazz-adjacent) bands and
musicians of some renown. Flores para Verene / Cantos para Caramina
introduces Tomin as an individual artist to the wider public, and is in
many ways a tribute to family and heritage. It’s music grounded in clear
purpose and a gravity seemingly beyond his youthfulness, yet coloured
with unexpected hues, engaging a newness and hope that lies beyond
tradition’s solemnity.
Tomin has been self-releasing the music compiled on Flores para Verene /
Cantos para Caramina since 2020. Originally, these pieces were low-key
exercises in personal expression, mini markers of intentional beauty.
They were also a kind of culmination. By the time Tomin got around to
recording them, he’d already been a high-school trombonist in the Jazz
at Lincoln Center Youth Orchestra, and a many-hats-wearing horn player
with Standing on the Corner, while studying at Columbia. Setting these sounds down on tape was just a matter of time and follow-through.
Flores para Verene (“Flowers for Verene”) brings together solo
clarinet-and-trumpet versions of compositions by Tomin’s musical
paragons — Mingus, Coltrane, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Albert Ayler, Eddie
Gale, among others. They were recorded to honour his life’s great hero,
his maternal grandmother, Virlenice Diaz Valencia, who’d passed away in
late 2019 in her native Colombia. (Tomin’s liner notes express the love
the two had for one another with an exceptional clarity.) These versions
are miniatures—short-length, layered constructions offering little more
than the song’s theme, in lo-fi recordings that embrace the click of
the clarinet keys—yet full-hearted in their intimacy. As with all the
best sounds, laughter and tears are on equal footing here.
On the album's Cantos para Caramina (“Songs for Caramina”) side, it’s
Tomin’s own originals—dedicated to his older, very much living sister,
Caramina—which rise to the fore. Horns are abandoned for the sine-waves
of synths and electric keyboards. The longing of remembrance is replaced
with the allure of a future yet to happen. The textured air is filled
with melodic abstraction reminiscent of Erik Satie or Emahoy
Tsegué-Maryam Guèbrou, or maybe even Ra at his solo and sanguine. In
2021, as hope came into view, Tomin wanted to honour Caramina by
creating something new. And this quartet of (equally) small-scaled
compositions dance like a gathering of angels on the head of a pin. None
too fancy, but eminently breathable. The kind of thing that insists,
“There is more to this world.”
- Piotr Orlov
Tracklist:
1. Father and Son (for Cal Massey)
2. Come Sunday, Bass (for Ellington and Dolphy)
3. The Inflated Tear, v1 (for Rahsaan Roland Kirk)
4. Fire Waltz (for Waldron, Dolphy and Little)
5. Desert Fairy Princess (for Sharps, Sebastian and P.A.P.A.)
6. Fables of Faubus (for Mingus and Richmond)
7. Aquarius (for J.J. Johnson)
8. Warm Canto (for Waldron and Dolphy)
9. The Inflated Tear, v2 (for Rahsaan Roland Kirk)
10. Come Sunday, Soprano (for Ellington and Dolphy)
11. Assunta (for Cal Massey)
12. Father and Son (for Cal Massey) [Alt. Take]
13. Spirits Rejoice (for Albert Ayler)
14. Ogún Bára
15. Angela's Angel
16. Naima
17. The Prayer
18. Rahsaan Is Beautiful
19. A Walk with Thee
20. Humility in the Light of the Creator
21. Love
22. Life
23. Love (Alternate Take)
24. Life Revisited