New Album by Inventive Trumpeter and Flugelhornist Jeff Oster “Reach”
October 5th, 2018 Release Date
With a dynamic new age/jazz/prog rock hybrid vibe often whimsically described as “Miles Davis meets Pink Floyd,” Jeff Oster has, since his 2005 award winning full length debut Released, shapeshifted the boundaries and redefined the sonic possibilities of instrumental pop music.
For Oster and his chief collaborator/album producer Ruslan Sirota (who also plays piano, keyboards, guitar and provides vocals), the title Reach doubles as a powerful mission statement. It means breaking from Oster’s past tried and true studio approach of the past and engaging in a deeper exploration of the horn player’s artistry. Over the course of nine tracks, the result is a transcendent chill/ambient/new age meets sensual and grooving jazz/world fusion vibe where truly and radically, there are no creative boundaries. The first single from Reach is “Troppo Y Boffo,” a densely percussive Jobim-inspired dance jam filled with the spirit of Rio.
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Jeff Oster – NEXT: There’s truly a good reason why Jeff’s “Surrender” album (issue # 118) was chosen as a “PICK” for that issue… the one-sheet with this new release declares that his trumpet/flugelhorn is a cross betwixt Miles & Pink Floyd… though that sounds like an odd comparison – nothing could be more accurate. As I listen to the beauty emanating from the title track, “Next“, I can’t help but be “transported” into “the zone”… I can tell you right now, you simply MUST listen to this entire set with your headphones on… no interruptions, only the calming tranquility that a true artist can evoke. “Turn Left At San Pancho” is slightly more upbeat, and will melt the heartstrings of any true jazz lover… every note is “right on” the mark, folks! A part of this excellence may be that Will Ackerman co-produced it, but when you listen to Jeff’s mastery on my personal favorite of the dozen tracks, the 4:04 “Ibiza Sunrise“, you’ll know that the tunes on this CD will stay on your playlists – FOREVER! I give Jeff a MOST HIGHLY RECOMMENDED, with an “EQ” (energy quotient) of (a perfect) 5.00 – meaning that this outing also receives another “PICK” for “best trumpet/flugelhorn” album of this issue. Get more information at Jeff’s website.
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This review originally appeared at Wind and Wire.
Jeff Oster’s Next (as in “the next big thing”) is a masterful collection of tunes that blurs the lines between jazz, chill, funk and ambient/new age as if boundaries simply didn’t exist. It is certainly one of the most entertaining albums of recent years, one that is polished to a chromium sheen by the ace production/engineering team of Ackerman and Eaton (I shouldn’t have to give you their first names at this point), suffused with genuine warmth and humanity, and overflowing with a sense that the many musicians on the album had a great time recording it. (more…)
This post originally appeared at Hypnagogue
According to his website, what flugelhorn player Jeff Oster offers up on his latest album, Next, is “New Age Ambient Funk.” In fact, he says he’s created it. I think that’s a pretty fair claim, but let’s also give a nod to the killer lineup he’s pulled into the studio to make it happen. We’re talking folks such add Nile Rodgers, Bernard “Pretty” Purdie, Chuck Rainey, Michael Manring, Ricky Kej, Tony Levin, Todd Boston, and Philip Aaberg, among others—and also got Will Ackerman to man the production helm. With that checklist of style squarely in place, Oster proceeds to get his smooth on and just seduce his listeners with gorgeous jazz stylings for the next hour. (more…)
This review originally appeared at Something Else!
Jeff Oster is a New Age artist of a different sort, as his brand of downtempo had long brandished chugging groove while maintaining that airy, celestial feel.next, out April 14, 2015 on Retso Records, does more of the same for the flugelhorn player. And then some. (more…)
This review originally appeared at vice.com
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