For some mysterious reason, Russian jazz albums come out in waves. And it is clear that domestic labels (there are two, four in total?) Have no collusion, just as there is no promotion strategy. Then you try to find out those Russians on a CD with fire in the afternoon, then suddenly – a shaft.
Here in May, something like this happened. And it is gratifying to see that our people are trying to do something sharp, fresh, attractive and break out of the usual jazz frames. Continue reading