Wilson’s new recording, Beginning of a Memory, is part elegy, part love letter, and all tribute to his late wife. If you’ve had the opportunity to see the drummer with any of his bands in a live setting, you know that he is more than a bit of a cut-up on stage. He’s been known to don wigs and engage the audience in his antics. Sometimes funny, often a bit bizarre, his shows are entertaining excursions and serious music affairs at the same time.
Given the subject matter, you might expect this recording to be a bit of a maudlin affair, but that simply wouldn’t suit Wilson’s brash and elegant style. The mix of moods here is typical of his recordings: melodic, winsome, zany and sophisticated. If you actually purchase CDs, you can read the liner notes as I did and come away feeling as though you’ve become intimate with what must have been an incredible human being. Which is the ultimate goal of a tribute, isn’t it?
The title track, “Flowers for Felicia,” and the strangely fitting plays on potatoes and rutabagas, defined the experience for me.
