“Lots of depth leading the listeners into new musical dimensions”
Taylor Ho Bynum: cornet, flugelhorn, bass trumpet, trombone
John Hébert: double bass
Gerald Cleaver: drums, percussion
White Birch (6:11)
Digging for Clams (8:35)
Death Star (1:51)
Sevens First Edition (5:33)
Meat Cleaver (7:00)
Binumbed (4:43)
Ait Bear (7:11)
Sevens Second Edition (5:53)
How Low (6:36 ) 
All compositions by T. H. Bynum, J. Hébert, G. Cleaver except 4 & 8 by T. H. Bynum and 5 & 6 by J. Hébert
Recorded at Firehouse 12, New Haven, CT, USA on November 3rd 2009 by Greg DiCosta and on March 1st 2010 by Nick Lloyd
Mixing and mastering: Nick Lloyd
Liner Notes: Robin D.G. Kelley
Photographs: Rachel Bernsen
Cover Design: Max Schoendorff
Cover Realisation: David Bourguignon
Executive producer: Michel Dorbon
This trio is on a quest — in this case, to recover the core values of collective improvisation. They are not warriors but rather crusaders for freedom, and they understand that peace and freedom go hand in hand. “Free” improvisation or what is known as experimental music has increasingly turned into a relentless attack on the senses, while “jazz” has elevated individual displays of virtuosity. The soloist has become paramount, which is why we are more likely to hear an audience member shout, “That cat can play!” rather than to hear someone exhort, “That cat can listen!”
Book of Three brings back the art of listening, the art of silence, the art of collective improvisation, the art of slowing down. These three artists possess a musical rapport that cannot be composed. It is improvisation in its purist form — a process of listening and responding in order to produce a multilayered yet singular voice. In place of ever-thickening density, the trio prefers long, measured, shapely notes, drawn from the entire range of their instruments. Whether it’s Hébert bowing in the high register (or under the bridge); Bynum pushing air rather than vibration through his horn, or Cleaver milking every rim, drum head, or the length and breadth of each cymbal, nothing is wasted. Robin D. G. Kelley, excerpt from the liner notes
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