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"Paulie's Quick Temper Has Gotten Him into a Few Jams" and "Go (base 13)" are the pressed-for-time rockers. Michael Lewis's tenor sax on "Paulie" skews R&B but the tune also has a free-jazz coda. "Go," on which Fratzke overdubs a rhythm guitar part, leans surf-punk and features a bridge co-written by the warm California sun. Some jazz bands play rock from a distance, like they're slumming, with a chaperone. Happy Apple play rock like they're cruising around Lake Nokomis. On Fratzke's "Dojo Fantastique" there's a section that can only be called troglodytic.
While we're still rockin', let's talk about Fratzke's tone. When plugging in a bass guitar, a lot of jazz types favor a clean, bright, and rather colorless tone. Clean can be okay, bright is iffy, colorless is always bad, the triune is lethal. Granted, that crisp sound, sometimes referred to as "dink tone," is a boon to clarity, since individual notes can get lost in the muddle of heavy low end and amp distortion. But heavy low end and amp distortion are two of the most attractive things about electric bass, according to Blue Öyster Cult records. Fratzke, who has heard a few of those, has little use for treble. He plays Godzilla bass: low, ornery. Still, he's a sensitive soul, at bottom. His super-fast runs are impressive, but it's his rich chords, voiced with a sort of intellectual tenderness, that give the lasting thrills. For a group with no proper chordal instrument, Happy Apple covers quite a lot of harmonic ground, and much of the credit should go to Fratzke. For the most picturesque of all his bass chords, turn to the elliptical, hopeful "Freelance Robotics," a really odd collection of interlocking parts that announce themselves with a gentle shoulder tap.
Yes, gentle. It's true that Happy Apple is sometimes easily excitable and prone to show off. They aren't above effusive emoting, some of it tedious. But that's no longer a defining part of their sound. As any autistic opera singer will tell you, the gaps between notes can be as profound and beautiful as the notes themselves. The trio knows this, Lewis in particular. The saxophonist, heard on alto on "See Sun Spot Run" and tenor everywhere else, seems to fill his playing with space. His economy is matched by his lyricism, especially on the soft upper-register work he turns in for the slower stuff. King, whose reputation as an overplayer isn't entirely unearned, is pretty damn restrained on Peace. During the meandering ballad "Let's Not Reflect," he plays a straight beat all the way through, hitting the rim of his snare on the two and four with almost comic persistence. His brushwork on "Ella by Nightlight" is caressing and inviting, as is the tune. It's a lullaby but certainly not a typical one. Listen to what happens one minute and ten seconds into the recorded version--that crazy diminished chord amidst so much prettiness. It comes back later, ghostlike. This lullaby, like this band, it seems, is of more than one mind. Here, I believe, is the lullaby's message: Yes, you should go to sleep, and also yes, something might get you in the middle of the night.