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Karpeh
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Karpeh
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Even knowing that flute was his first instrument and that he minored in jazz studies,
signing to
was a surprise. Then again,
's landing on the roster of the renowned label continued a series of unpredictable developments. The musician had remixed what became
's first hit, epitomized bedroom pop with a song interpolated by
, and had written songs with
and
. Here he is leading and self-producing a
album on which he finds himself exchanging leads on tenor sax with altoist
and trumpeter
. Why not? Titled after
's real last name,
is divided into three sections introduced by familial talk -- recollections and lessons -- from relatives. The first part contains some of
's funkiest and most psychedelic material with poetic reflections on his upbringing that leave a lot to the imagination. "Ohio" plays out like a vague if comforting flashback, coasting on a stout
bassline -- layered at times with
's bass clarinet -- that recalls Ohioan low-end masters
.
's voice is almost as blissful as his flute. Other than the dazzling "Glass Face," consisting of just
's and
's celestial voices and rapid slap-style bass from
,
's uncle, the LP's middle third is fueled by moments of deeper self-examination. Those songs are more in line with earlier
output like
. "Another Half" and "Repeat Myself," two of many songs featuring the blues-tinged lyrical guitar of
, are tender expressions of uncertainty and acceptance relating to a romance that isn't idealized. The latter third is where
and company truly stretch out. Leading it is "Blue Lips," where
and drummer
go off on a tear.
's flute on the rolling "Tears of Fate" draws a link to
woodwind progenitor
. After the whirling and charged meeting with
on "Yesterday's Price,"
revisits the
EP track "Stolen Moments" with "Moments Stolen," this time cooling off with a sax solo before putting his foot down with "No, I don't wanna hear a word you say to me." It feels more like a bonus track than a fitting conclusion -- a defiant declaration of independence after so much emphasis on lineage and collaboration. Still, it's not all sour; there's a sense of relief and closure in
's wordless vocalizing as the song and album fade out. ~ Andy Kellman