On some of Bill Frisell's slower, sparser arrangements he really pushes right up to the line of paring the tune back so far he risks losing the listener's attention. But for me at least he never, ever crosses the line. I get totally wrapped up in his playing even when the melody becomes so insubstantial it might blow away in the slightest hint of a breeze.
That style isn't every listener's thing I know. But I've always liked instrumental music where the melody can occasionally be like the Cheshire Cat's grin, the cat fades away and only the grin remains.
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Grabbed his jacket
Put on his walking shoes
Last seen, six feet under
Singing the I've Wasted My Whole Life Blues
---Warren Malone "Whole Life Blues"
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