I love Roy Ayers...
But when I say that I mainly mean I love RAMP, a Roy Ayers Music Project composed of other musicians and singers, with Roy producing and co-writing the songs.
And when I say I love RAMP, I mainly mean "Everybody Loves the Sunshine" and the title track of their single solitary album Come Into Knowledge.
And mainly, even more so, I love "Daylight". Love it to the bone, to the marrow.
In the main body of his work I've not found anything I like as much as this tune - which I must have played hundreds of times at this point.
My gateway drug for "this kind of thing" - the less-Milesy, smoother end of fusion, where it turns into jazz-funk - was of course jungle.
Jungle paradoxically enabled me to build up a tolerance for this kind of mellow mystical-tinged sort of warm-glowing softness 'n' slickness - rather than the other way around.
And with "Daylight", it was this specific track that was the gateway.
Roni Size and DJ Die and the Bristol lot did this rather often - take a slice out of a rare groove / jazz-funk tune and build up a whole track around it.
Here's a non-Roy example:
It's like a combination of zoom lens and time dilation - the Good Bit is so good, but also so almost thrown away in the original track, or at least rapidly left behind - the track just goes off somewhere completely different, never to return to the Good Bit... instead it develops and builds and is, you know, good-bitty all through in its own right (stellar cast of players, arranged and conducted by Bob James, in this case) BUT, if you've heard "Music Box" first, then you can't help wondering why does it never go back to the Good Bit? Pining for its return.
This mode of sampling and the listening mode that developed out of it - it's a sort of anti-jazz appreciation of jazz. It subverts all the propositions and principles of the original music, the very process that generates the Good Bits in the first place. The sampler chucks away the improvisation and variations around the theme: all the lyrical unfolding and "going somewhere" that happens with the melody and the chords. Instead, the sampler fixates on a isolated section that's cut out of developmental sequence: a cutting (stem is the word, they use, right, remixers - appropriately horticultural perhaps but is that even the right term, given that there's something axiomatically inorganic about digital logic?). The isolated bit is fetishized for its textures and warm tone, a chord shift maybe, and just the lightness of touch - but it's removed from where the original human hands took it next. It becomes mechanistic - a loop, As uncanny as a GIF. It works through flow / anti-flow, and perhaps it speaks to our desire to arrest time, to make a golden moment last longer.
The souljazz sample is like a plush bit of a carpet fabric, a little patch of luxury, that is excised from a larger patterned rug.
I wonder if Roni + crew heard "Daylight" first as an element in "Bonita Applebum" by A Tribe Called Quest? (A group I've never really got into).
Here's something I don't recall hearing before - A Guy Called Gerald versus A Guy Called Roy.
It appears to be the title track of The Sunshine EP from 1991 - was this ever properly released?
Here's a track sampling Roy's own version of "Everybody Loves the Sunshine"
Another external project that Roy had a hand-in as co-producer and co-writer is Sylvia Striplin, whose "You Can't Turn Me Away" is another "Daylight"-level favorite of mine.
Great name, Striplin
She was once a member of the group Aquarian Dream.... which is very Roy Ayers-ish.
Did not know about Roy's team-up with Fela Kuti
Ah, well that's where 4 Hero got the name for their broken beat label 2000 Black, then...
Oh and then there was this team-up with the Man himself
This is where it breaks down for me, as something that holds the ear... the sampling procedure produces the new.... but just trying to do fusion, to play like the 70s bods they revere, or play with them.... it's redundant. It (re)covers historical ground already covered. And after peak junglizm, it can only sound like a depletion in intensity.
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It's funny that the transmitter of such positive vibes played as his principal instrument the vibraphone.