The opportunity to hear John Scofield perform at a venue named Revolution Hall on election night acted as an irresistible siren song. The compulsory purchase of a $60 general admission ticket allowed me to join more than 1,000 people at the Portland venue on Tuesday, November 3, for the guitarist’s appearance on his Electrospective tour.
Early election results made the crowd giddy, the sound was excellent and the absence of chatter was refreshing. So why was I disgruntled? Even though I knew what I was getting into, the unrelenting barrage of jamband-friendly jazz fusion quickly wore me out.
Joined by organist Larry Goldings, bassist Oteil Burbridge and drummer Adam Deitch, the 74-year-old Scofield played solo after blistering solo on selections pulled from his vast discography. While I expected the focus on lively groove-oriented material, I’d hoped Scofield would appease fans like me with a few songs featuring other aspects of his talent.
Nope. Almost all of the quartet’s 135-minute outing was intended to keep the capacity audience shimmying. It was way too much of an undeniably good thing. Only a touch of swing on “Trim” from the 1986 album Blue Matter and a sensitive reading of “Cryin’ Time” from Scofield’s 2005 tribute to Ray Charles deviated from the unrelenting flow of frenetic jams.
I’m fond of classic Scofield compositions like “Chank” and “Jungle Fiction” but the lack of variety from a brilliant artist whose most recent album is gorgeously contemplative was disappointing. Still, it seems churlish to complain about more than two hours of hyper-aggressive Scofield. He still has my vote.