Last night YJ and I went to the Forbidden City Concert Hall for the Nine Gates Jazz Festival, running in Beijing through next weekend. It was one of the only nights we had free, and–turns out–we picked a good one. I like jazz but I really haven’t explored the, uh, Beijing scene. I was prematurely dismissive. The “opening act” was Beijing jazz legends (a sentence I can now write without smirking) The Golden Buddha Trio, led by pianist Kong Hongwei (A.K.A. Jin Fo 金佛). There was no contest. Jin Fo and the boys blew the headliners, the Austrian-based modern jazz quartet The Philipp Nykrin Quartet, out of the building. I mean really. A group of foreigners haven’t been this caught out in Beijing since the Boxers were last in town.
I’ve played piano all of my life and I’ve seen a lot of good players. Kong is absolutely one of the best. In a perfect world—where taste and talent rule—Kong would be playing Carnegie Hall and nobody would have ever heard of Lang Lang. He’s that good.
Today in jazz it’s too easy to play “guess the influence” with musicians. The aforementioned Philipp Nykrin Quartet was