A PIANO THAT PLAYS ITSELF
And Other
Wonders in Electro-Acoustic Cocktails
By Paul Hertelendy
artssf.com, the independent observer of San Francisco Bay Area music
and dance
Week of March. 6-13, 2011
Vol. 13, No. 77
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A real
winner emerged among the contemporary compositions at the Other Minds
Festival
March 4, more than I had bargained for in an otherwise indifferent
program.
The world
premiere of David Jaffe’s “The Space between Us” was a felicitous
linkage of
acoustic/instrumental music with electronic sounds, the most successful
we’ve
encountered all this season. Like a rising tide, it lifted up the
entire
festival, which was littered with an array of indifferent pieces and
improvisations ranging from predictable to ludicrous.
“The
Space between
Us” was spatial music, with a phalanx of string players ringing the
audience, countering
the electronic sound on stage coming from electro-percussionist Andrew
Schloss,
who made the piano play---look, no hands!---just by waving a wand over
a sensor
across the stage.
Watching
a
disclavier piano play by itself, without
keyboardist, is disconcerting, to say the least. If there was a ghost
in the
house, it was that of the late Henry Brant, the spatial composer par
excellence, to whose memory the work was
dedicated. In the spatial mode, a chamber orchestra’s worth of string
players
was scattered all about the audience at Kanbar Hall, often performing a
string
chorale, with the audience fairly drowning in rich harmonic sound.
Jaffe
relishes restless themes in a diatonic way, spreading this feast out
over 25
minutes, with equally rich applause at the end from a healthy crowd.
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The remainder
of the program featured a jazz-ensemble jam
session in fushion-Balinese manner, headed by I Wayan Balayan with his
blazing-fast
two-necked electric guitar and two virtuosic Balinese cohorts keeping
up on
metallophones; and an experimental solo-vocal set by the Polish soprano
Agata
Zubel.
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Then came
improv drummer Han Bennink, about whom one
listener remarked, “I feel sorry for the people in the front row, it’s
usually
so loud. And once he started a fire as well.” I fled shortly after,
before
the splitting of either eardrums or atoms by the ferocious player,
going
all out like a man possessed.
<>There were happily no fire brigades, either.
This was the
16th year of the San Francisco-based Other Minds Festival oif new
sounds.
Other Minds Festival of New
Music, March 3-5, Kanbar Hall, San
Francisco.
For info:
go online.
©Paul Hertelendy 2011
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Paul Hertelendy has been
covering
the dance and modern-music scene in the San Francisco Bay Area with
relish
-- and a certain amount of salsa -- for years.
These critiques appearing weekly (or sometimes semi-weekly, but never
weakly)
will focus on dance and new musical creativity in performance, with
forays
into books (by authors of the region), theater and recordings by local
artists as well.
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