(Santa Cruz, CA, USA)
Bordering on superhuman
There is NO ONE who can play the kinds of rhythm clusters that Frank did. Peculiar sonorities built from prime numbers that only hang together because the rhythm was played exactly. A triplet has a certain charm; a quintuplet is even a bit racey, but Frank would play 11 notes over a single beat, or 17 notes over 3 beats, doing so with other complex and undanceable rhythms in the background. That sense of rhythm is lost on a lot of people, but through Frank's unparallelled skills in that regard, it resonated in me as something so natural that regular simple rhythms sound like marches. Franks sense of rhthym bordered on the superhuman.