Like many people with ears, I find jazz troubling. However, out of respect for what The New York Times calls “one of the greatest bands in the world”, I have listened to all twenty one minutes and forty eight seconds of Rum Jungle. I don’t have much to report. It is intense and atmospheric,as usual, but more industrial and dense than previous material by The Necks. The length of the track bothers me for some reason, and not just because twenty minutes of formless improvisation is boring (although it is). I just can’t figure out why they stopped at twenty minutes. Nothing much happens at the end, it just ends. Maybe the band members got bored of playing after twenty minutes, and that’s how they knew it was over.
The Necks : Rum Jungle
