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September 1, 2009 - Tuesday 
Ice Cream Man Dreams
Saint Dirt Elementary School | Barnyard Records (2009)


By Mark Corroto ....
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Somewhere, Tom Waits is smiling. His vision of the amalgamation of the cabaret, circus and hipster is fully realized in the small big band known as Saint Dirt Elementary School on Ice Cream Man Dreams. The title track rolls in as a squeaky child's song of twisted sentiments and wonky melody. Its circus mayhem is subterfuge for some top-shelf music making.

The nine-piece ensemble realizes composer/guitarist Myk Freedman's writing with ease. Like a Raymond Scott title, the seemingly simple constructs are actually quite complex in performance. The future cartoon music here is definitely for an adult crowd though.

The 14 tracks are a sort of film score to a romantic comedy, one with plenty of pratfalls and love-lost and love-lost again moments. With hints of Nino Rota and the innocence of Bill Frisell, Freedman's compositions are realized by Jake Oelrichs' glockenspiel, Tania Gill's melodica, and Julia Hambleton's clarinet, alongside the off-kilter saxophones of Kai Koschmider and Evan Shaw.

Freedman's lap steel guitar contributes to the eerie sounds of the "Unnameable Dance," a sort of Eastern European start/stop dervish with squeaky joints. But don't ask why.
The demons lurk with more tweet than squeak on "My Future's In The Air," a perfect soundtrack for the bumbling Inspector Clouseau to stumble around to. Now Henry Mancini is smiling somewhere too.

The record is packed full of pure joy.
July 31, 2009 - Friday 

Saint Dirt Elementary School: Ice Cream Man Dreams
Barnyard Records


Saint Dirt Elementary School is a fearless nonet whose music at times suggests a kind of Bill Frisell-meets-Nino Rota hybrid with a smattering of Carla Bley (circa Music Mecanique and Social Studies) thrown in for good measure. The group's songs are dizzying carousels of glockenspiels, piano, bass, guitars, and woodwinds that pack an abundance of ideas into tracks running no longer than five minutes at a time. The whimsical and irreverent tunes aren't standard, solo-driven jazz compositions, though they are infused with a loose jazz sensibility and performed by players who could parade their chops if the music demanded it. Myk Freedman's lap steel brings a Frisell-like twang to the material, while alto saxophonists Kai Koschmider and Evan Shaw, clarinetist Julia Hambleton, and pianist Tania Gill complete a powerful front line that attacks the material with high-wire abandon; Wes Cheang's acoustic guitar, Ryan Driver's synthesizer, and drummer Jake Oelrichs' glockenspiel also add complementary colour to the album's fourteen tracks. Among other things, Ice Cream Man Dreams ranges between breezy stadium anthems, shambolic splatterfests, and bluesy dirges during its fifty-seven-minute running time.


Each song offers some memorable twist on the group's sound: “He Looks Just Like Her (and She Thinks He's Beautiful)” is so intricate it's a veritable Rubik's Cube of melodic invention; Mike Overton anchors the wistful Rota-esque theme in “Clicking with the Clique” with a Steve Swallow-like bass line; Gill's melodic playing lends “Poppy” a rather transporting Mediterranean feel; a sprinkling of klezmer spice sneaks into the clarinet-driven “Unnameable Dance”; and a bit of Monk-like impishness emerges in the oblique, bluesy swoon of “Bear Wrestler,” while the lead melody powering “Sparrow” is pure Monk. It's not all fun-and-games: when the mood strikes, the group's also capable of playing it straight and pretty (e.g., “I Am Trapped on a Ship That Has Already Sunk,” “Murder Ballad”). Though a large outfit, Saint Dirt Elementary School treads carefully in not letting its sound become overly muddied by competing voices. All told, the recording's a swell and scenic ride, and a pretty unique one at that.

August 2009

http://www.textura.org/reviews/stdirtelementaryschool.htm
July 28, 2009 - Tuesday 
St. Dirt Elementary School
Ice Cream Man Dreams
By Glen Hall

Music that makes you feel this good — that life can be laughably wonderful — is hard to find. Wherever St. Dirt's leader, lap steel player/composer Myk Freedman, is working, that's the place to look. From the comical, Fellini-esque title track, replete with glockenspiel and squeaky bike horns, to the slyly swinging "Clicking with the Clique," wherein sax, piano and synth solos careen perilously close to self-destruction, Dirt's style of goodtime music-making is centred on embracing and celebrating the members' inner-goof without sacrificing crack musicianship. Even more sombre pieces like "My Future's in the Air," with its Tom Waits-y, noir atmosphere, are realized with a knowing naiveté. A standout track is "Riverbank Manager," with a hernia-inducing alto sax solo and Ryan Driver's hilarious analog synth sounding like a flatulent R2D2 on a bender. And with titles like "She's Not My Girlfriend (My Girlfriend's Normal)," the Dirts always find a way to bring a smile to your face. Ice Cream Man Dreams is an elixir against the blues. (Barnyard)
July 28, 2009 - Tuesday 
Robert Everett-Green 
Ice Cream Man Dreams

Saint Dirt Elementary School
Barnyard Records

This disc of instrumental tunes by composer and guitarist Myk Freedman describes a world of charmed invention and serious fun. The nine players (including Freedman on soulful lap steel, and several stars from Toronto's blooming improvised music scene) amble skillfully from the suave and silly title track, to outtakes from a dream of Weimar cabaret life, to episodes of genial beboppery and casually eloquent improvisation. The playground and the clown's red nose are never far off, but there's also a strain of sweet melancholy running through this music, typified by the ambiguously titled My Future's in the Air . This brainy, highly entertaining disc is made for people who like their crackerjack pleasures to contain surprises, and is a good reminder that the verb “play” is jointly owned by children and musicians.

Saint Dirt Elementary School play Toronto's Tranzac Club every Tuesday.