Zaebos: Book of Angels Volume 11 is an album of compositions by John Zorn released by experimental jazz fusion trio Medeski Martin & Wood in 2008.
The album is part of John Zorn's Book of Angels series. Zorn, an avant-garde composer, began incorporating Jewish klezmer styles into his musical palette in the early 1990s, resulting in a project called Masada. Medeski, Martin & Wood were among the original members of the earliest Masada units.
In 2004 Zorn began composing the second Masada Book - 'The Book of Angels'. Several albums of Masada Book Two compositions have been released, performed by various outfits or combinations of musicians. Zaebos, performed by Medeski, Martin & Wood, is the eleventh album in the ongoing series.
The titles of many Masada Book Two compositions are derived from demonology and Judeo-Christian mythology. Zaebos is said to be the Grand Count of infernal realms, and appears in the shape of a handsome soldier mounted on a crocodile.
On June 19, 2008 Medeski, Martin & Wood, joined by Marc Ribot (guitar) and Steven Bernstein (slide trumpet), debuted "Sefrial," a track from the album, at the Celebrate Brooklyn Festival in Prospect Park.
Read more about Zaebos: Book Of Angels Volume 11: Track Listing, Personnel, Credits
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