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howdy all,
just a short list of notables from a week spent under the sun in Barcelona at
SONAR and other related activities. enjoy...
1) Wrong Fest: before i even get to SONAR, i have to mention the Wrong fest as
the perfect antidote to the big money schmoozoholic behavior of SONAR.
organizers Jordan (Squinch) and Nacho (Once11/ex-WE) really worked their asses
off to provide a good underground lineup of locals and internationals
(especially in light of SONAR jealously demanding the cancellation of 6 artists
also playing the big festival who appeared under psuedonyms at Wrong!). some
key acts here were: Sutekh, Hrvatski, Greg Davis, Telco systems, Jaromil +
Candida TV, NeoKinok, Sue Constable and Antoine Schmidt. and without cover at
that! hats off, guys!
2) Hrvatski and Greg Davis (Wrong Fest): besides the big bummer of SONAR's
enforced cancellations, Wrong fest also suffered from a very odd venue at the
City Hall nightclub, which is otherwise known for tacky house DJs and aged
strippers dancing the moulin rouge for a cabaret. case in point: Wrong fest
offically ends at 1 am, drink prices double, and the mindless beats set in.
greg davis took the stage shortly after midnight on wednesday, and quickly
stirred up a batch of digital textures and oddstep ryhthms. greg could really
be one to pay close attention to in the near future, just to see where his
detailed approach might take him next. hrvatski took up where he left off,
changing gear to overdrive and throwing more breaks than a gabberclone on Drain-
O. he didn't even flinch when the house lights came up. extra points for the
laptop dance moves. always entertaining.
3) AGF/Fullswing (Orthlong Musork Showcase): after drifting around on a sea of
boring beats half the day at SONAR, i was really looking forward to the
Orthlong showcase... at last, something to really sink my ears into! Antye Grei-
Fuchs kicked the thing off in proper fashion with proper heavy granulation,
proper vocals and (is it really?) a proper Red Hot Chili Peppers song somewhere
in the mix. good, but not amazing. her sound is dense, but i am still looking
for something in it that i haven't found yet. the fact that the bulk of the set
(despite having TWO laptops on stage!) sounded **exactly** like the CD didn't
really help matters too much for me. (some of the "I-Tunes factor" from her
boyfriend vladislav, i suppose...)
next, stephan mattieu as fullswing lulled those of us with patince for no-beats
into the land of pure tone. the showcase took place in a huge dome tent with a
rock and roll light show overhead... and nothing could be less approprite for
mattieu's delicate sounds, which i am convinced are most engaging in a more
intimate setting. a up close headphone session with the new fullswing disk out
on musork only reenforces this observation. mattieu takes the most minute
elements of other works (laub, yo la tengo, ritornel labelmates ekkehard ehlers
and akira rabelais or baroque compositions by handel) and creates magical
minimalism out of them, totally reinventing the concept of 'remix' in the
process.
4) Edwin van der Heide/Marnix de Nijs "Spatial Sounds (100dB At 100 km/h)"
(installation): the list of artists working in the area of physically
manifesting sound continues to grow: carsten nikolai, ryoji ikeda, mark bain,
franz pomassl, tommi gronland + petteri nisunen .... this mechanical
installation of heide and nijs ranks them high in this company. a robot arm
tracks the visitor around the room using sonic feedback, making a menacing
growl as it swings closer and closer. upon locating the visitor, the object
simly goes mad... spinning faster and faster around while emitting a roar at
100 decibels. not only did the sound fill up the room, it actually filled up
the entire centre d' art santa monica building.
5) Janek Schaeffer and Christian Marclay (sonarcomplex): i would have liked to
cover all the turntable artists this day by adding gcttcatt (matin ng and
mathias gmachi of farmer's manual fame) to this list, but they played at one in
the afternoon and i, well i slept in too late.... anyway... the beautiful thing
i find in this experimental turntable thing right now is that absolute lack of
that "i-tunes factor" we have much belaboured and berated around here.
everything is not only live and direct, without presequencing or any of that
other cheatin', but it is also completely visual and easy to follow. watching
janek or christian queue, flip, scratch, bang, or otherwise molest and mutilate
the vinyl gives a thrill no laptop can.
for his part, janek's approach is the more gentle and meditative of the bunch.
he builds shifting loops up out of his two arm turntable run through several
FX. i suspect digital delay loops and a minidisk backup fill the parts where he
is setting up the next section, but no one seems to mind. christian on the
otherhand is a force of violent nature. i can only imagine that the damage his
records suffer from every show give them more and more character, slowly
replacing whatever music was cut in the grooves with the hiss of scratches,
dents, paint and masking tape. if only hiphop DJs were even half so daring...
6) Goem and Massimo (Staalplaat showcase): i think this show really reordered a
few of my previous conceptions. maybe i've never really seen 'obscure noise
music' as a music for the masses, and even taken secret thrill in artists which
drove crowds from the room instead of into it. perhaps it even is some sort of
machismo... 'i can take more than these sissy ravers can', and more such
nonsense. all this aside, i went to see goem expecting all kinds of things that
go bump and scrape in the night. what i saw was a room packed full of several
hundred people absolutely rocking out to what i had always considered (sorry
frans!) to be an 'obscure dutch noise band'. there was simply nothing obscure
about it. frans and the boys were tight, they were right there, they were with
it. this was perhaps the only act at SONAR i felt like dancing to. so i did.
goem might have reordered my sensibilities a bit, but massimo simply reordered
my eardrums. his presence as a performer, or even simply as a human being, is
unique and formidable. (actually, i just think that he is always on stage.. the
night before, at Wrong, he had launched into a tirade about the SONAR
organization... "they want massimo there at nine in the morning for a sound
check! they're trying to fuck with massimo, and no one fucks with massimo!")
his set was pure testosterone... all strobes, noise riffs, jet planes and
pornos run amock. shades of old industrial-era ministry crossed with gibby
haines from the butthole surfers, only without the psychedelics. i couldn't
hear anything but ringing for hours after, and the next morning (i only wish i
were exaggerating!) a yellow liquid was running out of my right ear. thank you
mr. massimo...
----greetings to those i met and those i missed in barcelona, and let's all do
it again sometime soon!
best,
derek