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Natalia Zukerman
Genes and genres
I'm no geneticist, but I was not surprised to hear that
Natalia Zukerman, the daughter of Pinchas and Eugenia Zukerman, is
a musician. Having parents who are both world-class musicians would
certainly skew your odds. Can you say "genetic
predisposition"?
However, Zukerman's is no case of musical cloning. Same
genes? Yes. Same genres? Nope. While it may be true that as the
twig is bent, the tree inclines, Zukerman's bent has been to
create music that is quite a departure from the classical style of
her parents. As she says about her "Song for Ramblin'
Jack" (Elliott), her inclination has been to be "a part
of this grand tradition of troubadours that is, for me, as much
about my own family of traveling musicians as a shared American
history."
Her music embodies both those grand traditions. You can hear
the classical training and discipline in her striking and inventive
guitar work. This lady has serious chops! You can also hear the
whole range of American roots music, blues, country, jazz, and folk
in her songs and singing. And speaking of singing, it's another
area in which she's diverged from her pedigree. Though her
sister, Arianna, is an opera singer, Zukerman's voice is closer
to early Bonnie Raitt and is perfectly suited to convey the whole
range of her writing from
the sardonic ("Like a house wants to be haunted/Is this
what you wanted?") to the evocative ("When winter goes
it's like a toothache that finally subsides") to the
mysterious ("When milk, ice, and sugar get together,/They
whisper secrets you should never tell").
Zukerman's last CD, though a studio recording, had the feel
of a live album. It was just her voice and solo guitar
"no overdubs, no do-overs," as she wrote in the liner
notes. The sound was intimate, introspective, and cozy. Her new
one, Brand New Frame, which she will unveil at her CD release concert
at the Ark on Friday, April 18, is her first with producer and
guitar slinger Willy Porter. Here, backed by a full band, she shows
she can also rock exuberantly. In the title song she sings,
"Same old picture in a brand new frame,/And they unveiled it
just last week and no one came. Shame./But no one's listening
and no one cares."
Though she's been on the singer-songwriter screen for only
four years, no way is that an apt description of her music, or of
her audiences' reactions to her performances. During her set
at the Ann Arbor
Folk Festival in January, someone shouted from Hill Auditorium's
balcony, "You're phenomenal!" It is an assessment
more and more people are likely to come to share. Zukerman's
music commands your attention and affection.
Sandor Slomovits
[Review published April 2008]
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