From june 3rd to july 7th I’ll be in New York City - hanging out, enjoing concerts, jamming, practicing... Looking forward!

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New album out: Christoph Grab’s RAW VISION (UNIT Records)
Here are some snippets of it:

Morgen ist Schweizer Album-Release von „Dolly Shot“, dem zweiten Album von SCIENCE FICTION THEATER!
Wir danken Stefi Marcus von TRAUMTON Rec und dem Popkredit Zürich.
Man kann die CD auch gern bei mir bestellen - eine Mail genügt.






I’m happy to announce that the debut album of RAW VISION is finished and will be released in february 2014 on the swiss jazz label UNIT Rec.! Featuring Frank Möbus git, Silvan Jeger b, Maxim Paratte dr and myself on saxes, Special guests: Bernhard Bamert tuba/tb, Thomas Lüscher accordion, Ronny Graupe git. What a band!
Booking now for spring’14!
Here’s a video with parts of a concert in quartet with Ronny Graupe:


And this one is with Frank Möbus:



Nice version of „If“(J.Henderson) played on a Larry-Young-tribute-evening with Thomas Lüscher on organ, Nik Gering on drums and me on tenor.



Check the trailer for the forthcoming album „Dolly Shot“ of my wonderful pulp collective SCIENCE FICTION THEATER:



New trio recording:

grab/jeger/paratte „argument“

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Featuring Silvan Jeger on bass, Maxime Paratte on drums and myself on alto-, tenor- and sopranosaxophone and bassclarinet.
Free download here: http://www.coolisland.ch/vol2.htm
Listen here: sound cloud





New video of one of my Artist-in-Residence Projects in MOODS/zurich:
ARGOT „Found Poems“


funny guys!
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New CD coming: SCIENCE FICTION THEATER „Dolly Shot“ will be released by TRAUMTON (Berlin) in autumn 2013!

Am 5.Juli 2012 bin ich mit meinem ELLINGTONALITY-Projekt einen Nachmittag lang ins Studio gegangen, um einige Stücke aus unserem Programm aufzunehmen. Es war eine sehr relaxte Jamsession und wir habe mehrheitlich „First Takes“ gemacht.
Jetzt ist sie da: Die CD „ELLINGTONALITY Vol.1“ (Privave Records) mit 13 wunderbaren Tunes aus dem Ellington-Songbook.
Listen here:




Check new videos of RAW VISION and RAW VISION Orchestra on my video page.

Auch der letzte Abend meiner Artist-in-Residence-Reihe war eine sehr schöne Sache. Christian Lillinger, Ronny Graupe und Christian Weber haben meine Suite mit Inbrunst, Übersicht und dem nötigen Punk-Faktor interpretiert. So hab ich mir das vorgestellt!
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The Egg


(by: Andy Weir)

You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The doctors tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.



Phua, das waren zwei wunderschöne Abende im MOODS - am Sonntag mit dem RAW VISION Orchestra und gestern mit dem Trio ARGOT. An beiden Abenden ist ganz tolle Musik entstanden, auch dank den beteiligten Musikern, die wirklich alles gegeben haben.
Jetzt freue ich mich auf den letzten Abend (19.12.) meines Artist-in-Residence-Engagements im MOODS:
Grab/Graupe/Weber/Lillinger - eine Berlin-Zürich-Kooperation, die es in sich hat und für die ich eine stündige Suite komponiert habe.


Der Jazzjournalist Tom Gsteiger schrieb am 23.11.2012 über unser Konzert mit RAW VISION:
"Wie gut der Zürcher Saxophonist Christoph Grab mit dem Berliner Gitarristen Frank Möbus harmoniert, war am Mittwoch im Theater am Gleis zu erleben. (...)
Grab hat für das Quartett ein Repertoire komponiert, aus dem Bezüge zum New New York Jazz und Anleihen bei historischen Vorbildern herauszuhören sind - so erinnerte zum Beispiel das zweite Stück im ersten Set, eine in dynamischen Wellenbewegungen sich entfaltende Rubato-Ballade mit dem Titel "Lamento", einerseits an die kongeniale Zusammenarbeit des Saxophonisten Bill McHenry mit dem Gitarristen Ben Monder, liess aber auch Bezüge zum bahnbrechenden Trio des Schlagzeugers Paul Motian erkennen.
Das aufgedrehte Proteststück "Klick dich selbst!" kam wie eine aktuelle Variante von Charles Mingus' "Fables of Faubus" daher. Auch das Stück "Mein Drummer spinnt!" wies einen gewissen Mingus-Faktor auf: Die Tempowechsel erinnerten an die waghalsigen Rochaden, mit denen der grosse Bassist und der Schlagzeuger Dannie Richmond für Furore sorgten. Schliesslich sei hier noch das Stück "Fluchtpunkt" erwähnt, mit dem das abwechslungsreiche und anspruchsvolle Konzert eröffnet wurde: Da hatte man manchmal das Gefühl, als hätte sich der aus der Tristano School hervorgegangene Komplexitätsmelodiker Warne Mars in eine Session der Werkstatt für Improvisierte Musik verirrt.
Tatsächlich zählt Grab zu den nicht allzu zahlreichen Schweizer Jazzmusikern, denen der Spagat zwischen verschachtelten Strukturen und expressivem Free Playing in exemplarischer Weise gelingt. Und darum hat er in Frank Möbus den kongenialen Partner zur Umsetzung seiner Raw Vision gefunden, schliesslich zählt dieser vielseitig-hinterlistige Gitarrist nicht von ungefähr zu den Aushängeschildern der progressiven Berliner Jazzszene. (...)"



Gestern schöne Premiere vom neuen RAW VISION Programm mit Frank Möbus - what a band! Morgen spielen wir nochmal - im Theater am Gleis in Winterthur (http://www.jiw.ch/index.php)

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