Yelena Eckemoff is no synesthete, yet she’s long conjured the sound of colors through the piano’s keys. In this duo encounter with style-spanning drumming Manu Katché, she explores the titular topic with the most marked of intentions.
Eckemoff traces the various stages of human life and growth in various tints and tones. The album opens with “White,” a radiant yet fragile take on tabula rasa. “Black,” not surprisingly, sits at the other end of the journey. It’s weightier, with greater wisdom and experience to be found in its poetry. But purely bleak it’s not. Clearly, death isn’t the definite end in this darkest of dimensions.