Have you ever wondered what it would sound like if Avant-garde composer Charles Ives was brutally raped by the speed-metal band Slayer?? Am I the only one?
Well, if I?m not the only one out there who has spent endless sleepless nights on what such a musical bastard might sound like there are others out there who will find The Hub as the answer to this riddle.
Out of the underground music scene in Brooklyn, NYC, The Hub are a truly modern blend of incredibly diverse musical trends.? With Tim Dahl on electric bass, Sean Noonan on drums and Dan Magay on saxophone, the group has been dazzling audiences since it formed in 1995 and on its six previous European tours with a totally original and exciting sound. Twice it has left audiences at Jazz Club Zelezna with dropped jaws and when they return in November it promises to be more of the same as the group promotes its album Vandalism.
The album is a diverse and wonderfully schizophrenic collection of the influences that color the bands landscape from which it draws its original compositions.? ?Generation Zero? and ?Jelly Bones? feature the band showing off its 70?s era Miles Davis compositions, Dahl?s bass chasing the energetic fills of Noonan and Magay?s alto sax riding the crest of it like a surfer riding the big one and daring it to take him down.? But its on tracks like ?What Th??, one of the most abrasive?even alarming and frightening?tracks that the band shows its eccentric genius and demands the world take note.
The band has the pedigree to back up their music and put to shame critics who might dismiss their ambitious cacophony as the work of hacks.? All are highly trained musicians who are quickly become musicians of note in the highly competitive NY scene.? Dahl, who composed nearly all the songs on the album, in particular is a rising star having played with artists like Stanley Jordan, Busta Rhymes, Archie Shepp and Yusef Lateef. Lateef described Dahl as ?a model of the soul in search of the ultimate truth and aesthetic?.
True as that might be you can forget the search for deeper meaning and watch Dahl absolutely freak out with his bass, as it appears to protrude from him as another appendage, and get on his knees in vintage rock-star pose and just wail away.? You?ll find Noonan strutting like a peacock, sweating like a linebacker, eyes focused like lasers.? Magay ? the quieter (native Californian), more introspective of the trio – face beat-red, appears as if he will burst at any moment as he lays down liquid smooth lines over the fray.?
As startling as the picture and temporary chaos might be when the band steps into and out of it with moments of profound silence and harmony, blending textures of light and dark, tight enough to make it all work, its hard to not feel a bit like someone hit you in the stomach.