Greek greets to you from Thessaloniki! We’re fresh off the plane here with the grand gaggle of jet-lagged Opposite of Everything. Playing WOMEX tomorrow at midnight, and am so honored, to be playing on the same night as such amazing artists, such as Lajkó Félix and Vieux Farka Toure’s duo with Idan Raichel!
Thanks to the Canada Council for the Arts and FACTOR for assistance in making this upcoming showcase possible!
The brand-spanking-new Jaron Freeman-Fox & The Opposite of Everything album is SO close to being released into the wild, that we’ve even heard reports of a few run-away industry-only EP copies escaping ahead of time! Keep your ears peeled, folks. If you do find yourself cornered by one of these strays, watch out- they are fast, unpredictable, often loud, heart-wrenching, and quite possibly rabid.
To keep your appetites sanctified until the record release, here’s a video from my last Europe tour, shot by my favorite indie video folks in Holland. InDeKringloop exclusively shoot their videos at the local thrift stores, which makes each shoot a double-whammy of slick eye-candy and cheap used suspenders!
In closing- here’s a few kind (and slightly hilarious) reviews of your truly, from the tour with Ben Caplan last month in Europe:
“In particular, the sprightly virtuoso Jaron Freeman-Fox‘s ability to transform the violin into a new instrument altogether will have you suspecting that, like Paganini and Robert Johnson before him, he may well have sold his soul for his craft.” – Couger Microbes, London, UK
“Jaron Freeman Fox, who was allowed to play a few solo tracks, was a shockingly good musician and singer in his own right, and perhaps unfortunately for Ben, left the audience wanting to hear more from this virtuoso fiddler.” – TheHagueOnline.com, Den Hague, NL
And my favorite (via google translate): “Jaron Freeman Fox. With an Egyptian eye that he has tattooed above his left eyebrow, he is a striking appearance. And we’re not even talking about his playing had. Freeman Fox plays his electric violin like a guitar against his neck clamped loves, where he strikes out all nuts. Phenomenal. The best song of the whole set is perhaps the only song that is now not just Ben Caplan himself, but his violinist. Which incidentally has an even rawer more rasping voice, which he hardest sandpaper as a soft skin-Page toilet felt. “My fiddle, my soul and me,” he sings, and that we feel. Caplan band and let the entire forest as a large beast scream along. Crazy.” – 3voor12, Utrecht, NL