Mare Nostrum (Lundgren) [5:55] 
          Principessa (Galliano) [4:35] 
          Eu Nao Existo Sem Voce (A.C.Jobim, V. de Morales) 
          [2:58] 
          The Seagull (Lundgren) [3:18] 
          Que reste-t-il de nos amours? (Trenet) [4:32] 
          
          Years Ahead (Lundgren) [5:05] 
          Sonia’s Nightmare (Fresu) [4:04] 
          Chat Pitre (Galliano) [3:00] 
          Valzer del Ritorno (Fresu) [4:24] 
          Open Your Mind (Lundgren) [4:05] 
          Liberty Waltz (Galliano) [4:10] 
          Mio Mehmet, forse il destino m’impedirà 
          di riverderti (Fresu) [4:29] 
          Ma Mère L’Oye (Ravel, arr. Galliano) 
          [4:28] 
          Para Jobim (Galliano) [3:57] 
          Vårvindar Friska (trad., arr. Lundgren) 
          
          Paolo Fresu (trumpet, fluugelhorn) 
          Richard Galliano (accordion, bandoneon) 
          Jan Lundgren (piano) 
          rec. 7-11 January, 2007, Artesuono studios, 
          Cavalicco (Udine), Italy. 
        
This is a quite delightful, 
          idiosyncratic trio recording. A glance at 
          the instrumentation will be enough to tell 
          you that there are instrumental textures and 
          combinations here that lie well outside the 
          jazz mainstream. Has there, indeed, ever been 
          a previous recording made by this particular 
          combination of instruments? 
        
 
        
But the oddity (uniqueness?) 
          of the instrumental combination matters far 
          less than the self-evident fact that – at 
          least when played by these three very talented 
          musicians – it works. 
        
 
        
The booklet notes by René 
          Hess offer hints as to how the meeting of 
          a Sardinian trumpeter, a French accordionist 
          of Italian descent and a Swedish pianist might 
          have come about. Apparently Lundgren and Galliano 
          first encountered one another on-stage in 
          a jam session at a Japanese festival, and 
          each was very taken by the other’s work. We 
          are told that an unnamed drummer (could it 
          have been Alex Riel or Morten Lund?) who worked 
          regularly with both Lundgren and Fresu may 
          have served as a medium of contact between 
          the two. However this trio came about, let’s 
          be grateful that it did. 
        
 
        
Playing a mixture of originals 
          and standards (not that all of them are all 
          that ‘standard’), Fresu-Galliano-Lundgren 
          produce some beautifully sensitive and thoughtful 
          music; the absence of drums and bass allows 
          a particular freedom of interplay and results 
          in some beautifully transparent passages. 
          This is intimately conversational music, imbued 
          with an absolute sense of dialogue. All three 
          members of this ad-hoc trio are, of course, 
          substantial names already, ‘stars’ if one 
          will. But they all seem to have no difficulty 
          in submerging their egos to a genuinely group 
          personality and coherence. Fresu’s familiarity 
          with the idioms of Miles Davis and Chet Baker 
          is grounded in, and personalised by, his familiarity 
          with the music of his native Sardinia; Galliano 
          – without ever being merely derivative – is 
          equally at home in the traditions of the French 
          accordion and the music of Astor Piazzola; 
          Lundgren’s musical language certainly encompasses 
          important dimensions of the modern jazz piano 
          tradition, but much in his work also echoes 
          Swedish folksong and some aspects of the classical 
          tradition. All three, in short, are instinctively 
          eclectic musicians – and, as such, well-suited 
          to this kind of open ended (and open-eared) 
          cross-cultural dialogue. 
        
 
        
The music is quite and reflective, 
          but possessed of a genuine emotional charge, 
          even if it works by under- (rather than over) 
          statement. Graceful, but never merely predictable, 
          never willing to settle for the merely obvious, 
          this has about it that ‘sound of surprise’ 
          Whitney Balliett thought of as the essence 
          of jazz (even if these particular sounds might 
          not have seemed to Balliett to constitute 
          ‘jazz’). Fresu’s tone is gorgeous and warm, 
          Lundgren’s lines are lucid and Galliano’s 
          playing is constantly inventive both rhythmically 
          and harmonically. 
        
A small gem. 
        
Glyn Pursglove