Thursday, March 26, 2009

Sonically Sound...and Pounding: an interview with David Lang


In February of this year I began an email exchange with composer (and Bang on a Can) member David Lang. A few months previous (November of '08) Naxos released a fantastic and intriguing CD of David's compositions titled "Pierced". Then in January of '09 Medici Arts / EUROARTS released Bang on a Can’s “Music for Airports” DVD (a brilliant aural and visual experience based upon the Eno composition of course) which aslo came through Naxos of America. It was in fact this email exchange with David and our discussion about his music that inspired me to do this series of artist interviews for the Naxos of America Blog.
What I find so fascinating about David’s music is its direct sonic link to what we now call “Indie Rock”. His homage to the Velvet Underground is a fine illustration of this link. It is however pieces like “Pierced” and “Cheating, Lying, Stealing” with their organic and almost awkward loops, the spaces and hesitations that flow within that circular-like sound which really grab and propell the listener. There are moments where I feel like I’m listening to some form of post-modernly abstract electronica. Enough of this! Here’s David.


CR: What are 5 recordings (different genres if possible) that shaped / shapes your personal musical landscape?
DAVID:
-The Joseph Papp production of the Ralph Mannheim translation of Brecht / Weill Three Penny Opera
-The (1973?) Steve Reich recording of Violin Phase and It's Gonna Rain
-Leonard Bernstein's first recordings of Shostakovich's 1st and 9th Symphonies
-The first Velvet Underground record, with the Andy Warhol yellow banana cover
-Bob Dylan - World Gone Wrong


CR: Now speaking specifically about “Classical Music” what pieces / composers have totally blown your mind and helped shape who you are sonically today?
DAVID:
Glass - Einstein on the Beach
Reich - Drumming
Stockhausen - Stimmung
Berlioz - Harold in Italy
Machaut - Messe de Notre Dame
Andreissen - De Staat
Bach - Goldberg Variations


CR: Can you give us 5 visuals that helped shape that person that is you....these could be moments, a cereal box, a toy, a piece of art, a movie, a television show...whatever...
DAVID: I am not at all a visual person.

CR: We talk a lot about cultures and sub-cultures and how it pertains to music and art, what “culture” do you see you and your music being part of? What “Sub-culture / Subcultures” do you or have you indentified with and why / how?
DAVID: My sub-culture is a kind of no-mans-land between experimental classical and experimental pop musics. One of the interesting things going on right now is that classical music's gravitational field is pretty weak, and creative young musicians who in past centuries would have been steered towards classical music now go straight to indie pop. there is now a growing part of the pop world that wants its music to be questioning, unusual, uncompromising, not always easy or pleasant to listen to. Those are all the traits we used to want from new classical music as well....

CR: Can you put into words your creative process?
DAVID: I like to think about why I like the things I like. What this means compositionally is that a lot of my music comes from examining myself, about why certain kinds of music make me feel good or bad. the piece that won the Pulitzer - 'the little match girl passion' - began with me thinking about how strange it is that Jewish classical music lovers spend so much time loving music from the past that worships Jesus. Christianity is central to much of the canon of western music - I know more about Christianity than many Christians I know, simply because I love Bach and Monteverdi and Perotin. After years of thinking about how weird this was I decided to write a piece about it. Likewise, my piece 'pierced' came out of years of thinking about the history of the concerto - how we take it for granted that a musical form is about a certain kind of argument between an individual and a group, a heroic depiction of the struggle of one noble person changing all society. What if we wanted to make a piece that was based on a different model of human interaction? What if a concerto was about two groups of people ignoring each other, but whose mutual ignorance added up to something that neither group could achieve by itself? I wrote 'pierced' after years of thinking such thoughts.

CR: When do you feel you do your best work?
DAVID: When my children get off to school in the morning I am so happy to be in alone my studio that I find it very easy to work!

CR: What are you working on this very moment?
DAVID: I am rewriting Beethoven's only opera FIDELIO - not the music, which of course is amazing and utterly untouchable, but the libretto, which has real problems, and which Beethoven himself knew needed some help. I am making my own version of the story, taking out most of the mushy love stuff and focusing on the politics.

CR: Can you create for me a 15 track compilation of music / sound (list the pieces you would put on this compilation)
DAVID: in no particular order:
-Kurt Weill - ballad in which macheath begs all men for forgiveness
-Pere ubu - the modern dance
-Michael Gordon - yo, shakespeare
-Pelle Gudmundsen-Holmgreen - din tavshed
-Evan Ziporyn - tsmindao ghmerto
-Radiohead - everything in its right place
-julia wolfe - early that summer
-John Cage - six melodies
-Brian Eno - music for airports, 1:1
-Marc Blitzstein - the nickel under your foot
-X - the world's a mess it's in your kiss
-Frank Zappa - willie the pimp part 2, from fillmore east
-Xenakis - psappha
-Glenn Branca - lesson #1
-Meredith Monk - facing north


***If you read and enjoyed this interview and would like a signed copy of David's "Pierced" CD simply email me at androidxx7@earthlink.net and if I have any left I'll send ya one!***

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Of Sound and Vision: An Interview with Composer Gloria Coates

It was but a few short years ago that I started to become familiar with the music of Gloria Coates. While generally speaking I tend to respond more to chamber music it was in fact the orchestral works of Gloria that blew and continue to blow me away. Her string treatments are completely unique, trance inducing, multi-dimensional, and sometimes even fierce. Her symphonies flow and spiral and venture to places dark and swirling, fluorescent and beautiful. No symphonies before or since have gone. They continue to astound. Recently I contacted Gloria to see if she would mind being interviewed for our NOA blog, I was and am delighted that she said “YES”.

CJR: Gloria, when I listen to your music weather it be symphonic or chamber works what ALWAYS strikes me is your unique approach to strings. Can you talk about the process you’ve gone through to achieve this sound of yours and what it means to you perhaps beyond its immediate aural impact?

Gloria: Since I was a small child I always sang, and was always experimenting with sounds, so that a glissando was as natural for me as singing intervals in a song. The entire string family of instruments always interested me, for they seemed extensions of the singing voice but could go higher and lower in sound and slide as the voice could, especially in expressing sad feelings as in the Irish keening for the dead. In my first year of composition I wrote a string quartet entirely of glissandos, but structuring them in polyphonic forms. This appalled my professor. Later I asked him why he objected. . He said, “You can write this, but who will ever listen to it?” I whimpered, “Maybe somebody will.” To which he laughed. This was before Penderecki or the Polish School. I did not write any glissandos for him, but on my own worked as I pleased. Six years later I wrote a few pieces using various glissandos both as ornaments and structures in string quartets and songs…and in 1973 wrote “Music on Open Strings” (Symphony No. 1) for string orchestra. Five years later it was premiered at the Warsaw Autumn Festival and widely discussed in the international press. This work was important for me as it confirmed my method and established some of my structures which I have used in various ways throughout the years, just as one might use a scale in conventional music or a pattern in minimal music.

CJR- If you had to choose 5 composers / artists that most impacted your life to this point who would they be and why?

Gloria: This is difficult to answer since I feel that as a creative artist, one is led, or perhaps accompanied by various “Guru” persons who lead him onward in his creative quest.
They are there for many years as an inspiration giving courage in moments of doubt. But even after they have gone, one still has their memory to help as the way gets steeper. For me these long time “Gurus’ are soprano Elizabeth Silverthorn, my voice teacher from Wausau who encouraged me since I was eleven for thirty years, then the Russian composer emigrated to Chicago Alexander Tcherepnin who asked to see my compositions when I was 16..and who remained a mentor for twenty-five years, American composer Otto Luening who also was for thirty years a mentor and good friend, and more recently the English violinist Peter Skaerved Sheppard who took an interest in my music while in Munich seventeen years ago. He not only understands it better than any string player I have known, but has performed and recorded all my quartets with his Kreuzer Quaartet and much of my chamber music. I would consider him to be a “young Guru”. He is an inspiration to me as a truly great musician.
Here too I could list J.S. Bach and Orlando di Lassus whose counterpoint remains a point of perfection, or Beethoven’s great piano sonatas…and the sensitive outpouring of Mozart…
But in aural memory are also the sounds of Gershwin, jazz, and blues from the American soil that are also a part of me.


CJR-You are also a painter, can you describe the relationship you have with painting and in turn the relationship your painting has with your music? What visual thinkers have really struck you in some way? (Positively or negatively).

Gloria: For me painting has always expressed a different part of myself from my composing. The colors excite me while I paint so that my emotions and thinking are more rapid and my brush or palette knife seem to be forgotten as they become a part of my thoughts and fingers, almost a feeling of flying over the canvas.. Sometimes months of dreaming and thinking can go by before I have the urge to paint, but then the creation goes quickly and the ideas flow very freely. I cannot stop since there are color relationships and forms that need to be expressed at once with the lines and shapes intertwined… It takes about the same concentration as composing, but it is limited in time. Painting is much simpler because in painting I can immediately see the results, and it gives me a feeling of being released. In composing, the process of working out the forms and relationships take longer, and it is more difficult to recall sounds in combination and ranges when putting them down in a longer time frame,. There is also a feeling of urgency to notate the sounds and therefore I use visual sketches at times that precede writing the notes. . It is really a painful process for me to compose except when the flow of ideas comes, but that is only a small fraction of the time involved in composing. The true feeling of satisfaction often comes only after it is completed, which means ‘after it is ‘performed’ since music must be heard. Leonardo da Vinci and van Gogh are my two favorite visual thinkers. In 1976 I researched the writings of Leonardo a search which lasted fifteen years before composing some of his texts. I was allowed to handle his manuscripts in the British Museum, a thrilling experience no longer allowed today. With van Gogh, I feel a relationship to his method of painting and how I compose. This has primarily to do with concepts and forms…glissandos becoming brush strokes. In 1987 I had a commission to select a painting from a museum in Dresden and use it as a theme in a composition. I discovered one of Van Gogh’s last paintings called “Fruit Still Life’ and composed music for it, mirroring his technique as part of the content. The painting was brought on stage during the performance.

CJR-Have you heard or seen anything recently that has really struck you or inspired you? If yes what? How?

Gloria: My most inspiring moment in the past year has been watching the inauguration banquet of President Obama in Munich. This in itself was most uplifting, but even more moving was sharing the evening with Gloria Roberts, an accomplished pianist now in her 80s, and the great great granddaughter of Thomas Jefferson and Sally Hemings. I will never forget her face as she looked up at the screen with her eyes filled with tears of happiness, wonder and pride.

CJR-You are an American composer living in Germany, has the German culture impacted your art? America is of course going through many changes at the moment, what is America to you as this point in history?

Gloria: I feel that the German culture has influenced my art in that the general atmosphere I have encountered is very serious and formal. One is left alone much of the time unless he plans ahead. This aloneness when working plus the seriousness around me causes me to go deeper into myself when I am composing. Also, one feels here the musical history of Beethoven, Bach, Wagner, Schumann, Mozart and other giants which might add to that golden solitude.
Being away from my native soil makes me feel more American than ever! Perhaps it is because of the yearning for those roots that American elements from my life as a child appear in my music.


CJR-What are you working on this very moment? Composing projects? Painting projects? Recording projects? What are they? In other words tell me what you’re up to!

Gloria: There are many projects that take up my time now, but I cannot talk about them since I am superstitious. I will try to announce them after they happen.

CJR-If you could create a new term or genre for your music what would that term be?

Gloria: I really don’t know…but it might have to do with four or five dimensional
Music.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Noise Annoys and other Modern Myths


I think it can be said that the more one listens to and exposes oneself to sonically the higher tolerance and appreciation for sound / music / noise that one acquires. This is most certainly true in my case and it’s not a matter of desensitization but that of creating a more varied and ultimately superbly sensitive pallet for sounds and notes. Music and inspiration comes from everywhere, anywhere, from the electronic vibrations picked up by Voyager in deep space to your neighbor’s garage door opening on some windy winter walk around 4 am. All beings find different sounds to be pleasant or unpleasant, but can one really trust the ears of someone that has not exposed themselves to the widest range of actual “hearing”? And is it really enough to simply hear and respond? I think…NO! What it is really all about is LISTENING, DEEP LISTENING, sometimes even EASY LISTENING and then trying to understand that which you have just heard and it’s “true” context while denying the tendency of immediate reaction (positive or negative). It takes time, patience, a commitment, Its LIFE.
In the end it is a dispassionate lack of knowledge and understanding or trying to understand that ANNOYS not NOISE. Great song though.

*Now re-read and apply to seeing & being = P*

Videos:
John Cage – Water Walk

Martin Denny

Incapacitants live 1991

Thursday, February 19, 2009

USER...

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Ladies and Gentlemen...The Three Suns

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Old....but still TOXIC


Saturday, January 17, 2009

Serge


One of the GREATEST smokers in history....

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Another Self Fullfilling Prophecy - Analyse - Thom Yorke

-Eyen- (by Plaid) For This Dreary Day

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

...the depths I sank to light your way....

Friday, December 19, 2008

TRUST (I don't need to say anything else today)

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Hearing the silence....


...is much different than feeling the silence.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

I LOOKED....

At your pictures today for the first time in a very long time...it sucked.

Monday, November 10, 2008

B L A C K H O L E (Yes You)

Monday, November 3, 2008

T R U S T


I had no idea
I was your latest big mistake
I had no idea
we were dancing on someone's remains
given he is marked like me
would I see him in a crowd?
and given his lines
resembled mine
would I catch his eye?
we could hammer it out in a neutral space
and he would say
trust is a hard thing to come by these days
and you have no idea just how it will feel until it happens for real
you have no idea how bad it will feel until it happens for real
we could hammer it out in a neutral space
and he would say
she will suck you in
she will fuck you up
she will throw you away
and trust is a hard thing to come by these days
trust is a hard thing to come by these days

Sunday, November 2, 2008

DREAM


There's no way you meant to be there....There's no way you meant to say that...

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

No-Where

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Some Dreams....


....are devastating set-backs.

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Evol

Friday, October 17, 2008

IDIOT (always)

Thursday, October 16, 2008

....Blip....

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Hesitation

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Drone

Monday, October 6, 2008

Scratch

Glitch

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Again...

I had a plan
That was built on thinking too long
Canadian winters
At home with your sisters
the romance was hard to ignore
You were beautiful
I was happy to fall
So happy to fall

I remember you searching
I thought you were searching
that's how I picked up the phone
Happy to hear you remembered the view
So glad to assume it was fate
I thought at the time it was clear
I thought at the time it was clear

So I stood at the station
With a plan and a pocket of poems
Heroically tragic
Bearded and blind with obsession
I'm a car without hope
Too close to the ditch to go far
I showed you my field
I said this is my field
But you weren't impressed

You said why are we here
Your motives are clear
In this room with a view
and so much of you
is so far from here
it's so far from here
it's so far from here
it's so far from here

Oh my heart
It just fell apart
And i wished I could show you
The same view
of you by the window and me
feeling fine
And me just feeling fine
Yeah me just feeling fine

-Mojave 3

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Way Cooler Than YOU...

Monday, September 29, 2008

Birthday residue


...what I remember most is what an asshole you were / are. I honestly never thought that such hatred would have been possible. Sad if not Grimm.

"What gives you the right?
To fuck with our lives?
A devil born in paradise
A liar loves to lie
Keep watching your back
Killers always have killers on their track
Keep watching the sky
'cause you might get lucky again" - Stars

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

You're Guttless Guts Gutted

Monday, September 22, 2008

Opinions..funny


Funny how the opinions & observations of strangers seem to mean more to people you're close to than your opinions / observations. Well not really funny...weird maybe. Sometimes change is not for the better sometimes. Maybe I'm just bored and disappointed.

Black Holes in the Sand or G.O.M.H.Y.F.C.


in the small hours I realize what I have done
in the small hours I realize what I have done
I held the hand that threw the stone that killed the bird that woke the city
I held the hand that threw the stone that killed the bird that woke the city and I could not feel the flower in my hand I could not feel the cracks beneath my feet and black holes in the sand.
in the small hours I realize what I have done
in the small hours I realize what I have done
I held the hand that threw the stone that killed the bird that woke the city
I held the hand that threw the stone that killed the bird that woke the city and I could not feel the flower in my hand I could not feel the cracks beneath my feet and black holes in the sand.
in the small hours I realize what I have done
in the small hours I realize what I have done
I held the hand that threw the stone that killed the bird that woke the city
I held the hand that threw the stone that killed the bird that woke the city and I could not feel the flower in my hand I could not feel the cracks beneath my feet and black holes in the sand.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Sunday or W.W.Y.D.F.C.?


...some of my best friends are the most beautiful of disasters....those who are not are merely pretending. It's amazing to me to watch how people choose or not choose how to connect to others, much of the time I just close my eyes and jump not knowing, I've learned that everything is uncertain and I can't let it stop me or drive me too crazy...I'm an asthmatic that smokes cigars...wtf is that?

I hate you...me...you...

Friday, September 19, 2008

Alone again or...D.C.F.D.


Call in the airstrike, tell them to make the drop
and now she ate a cycle no-one but you can stop
Would it be fair to say that you're in love with love?
And is that enough?

I bet you feel really potent stuff
the shadows of doubt on how things turn out
are typically gray

But even the stucco on the wall
is right two times a day
and it's still enough

Just how much distance means we're on our own?
and can we be happy
Happy alone?

The universe opens up the door
and we go right in, it's there, it's new, it's cool
it's something we ain't seen before

And five minutes in
an egg timer rings
to clip off our carefree flapping wings
show us the things we can't afford
and throw us overboard
but it's still enough.

Just how much distance means we're on our own?
until i see you off at home
down the sidewalk in my head
I might be sinking like a stone
but perfectly happy
just openly happy

In my home, I've always known
I gotta be happy alone
so burn the mail, destroy the phone
yeah, I'd wanna be happy alone
the moving sky, the rocks below
All so perfectly happy alone

Our little hearts have turned to stone
I'd better be happy alone. - Earlimart

SHRINE or D.Y.F.C.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Interstate 5 (California) or F.O.A.D.Y.C.



I should just get out of here and start driving south on Interstate 5
But I need to stay near, in case you suddenly remember that I'm alive

But I have this nagging fear that sex was all you needed
I've tried to persevere; I guess I've not succeeded

And is it sexist to say that I thought just boys were meant to behave in this way?
And though you seemed quite sincere, will you even recognise my face this time next year?

Well I'll remember how your eyes sparkled in the moonlight
You can surely sympathise; I just wanted more than one night

And yes there was one particular glance that made me afraid
That you were just seeing me as a chance of getting laid. - David Gedge