ANGEL
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| Set the volume and listen. Closely. Avoid any distractions. Unplug the phone, turn off the lights, don’t tell anybody you are at home. Maybe use headphones. But most important: Just listen. Experience the magic of enormous music, of music that is as far from conventions as the artists can take it, of music that evolves by itself from noise and sounds. Experience something different. | |
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I don’t think I have to tell you anything about Ilpo Väisänen (Pan
Sonic) and Dirk Dresselhaus (Schneider TM), but I have to tell you that on
this collaboration they are really far from where they usually work. There
is none of the sharp-cut, frequency-shaped, intestine-grinding beats of Pan
Sonic and there is absolutely none of the “electronic music goes pop”
that Schneider TM works on lately. “Angel” is the name of a project of
annual live-performances of Väisänen und Dresselhaus together, which they
have done since 1999 and now Bip Hop has documented the music they played in
2000 in Berlin. This time around they used CD-Players, effects, a
manipulated typewriter, amplification (lots!), more effects and the oldest,
crummiest electric guitar Dresselhaus could find to dive deep into the
uncharted waters of free-form, live-improvised noise. Yes, you might have
guessed that there are strong hints at “old industrial music” on this
CD, but there are also other elements: like noiserock, drones and every kind
of musical genre that has come and gone since Throbbing Gristle first hit
the stage many many years ago. Surely this is not for everyone. It is safe to say, that actually only a
minority of people will really listen to this and an even smaller portion of
that minority will really like it. Why? Because you need to take some time
and effort for this, but if you let yourself go and really start to listen
into the sounds, scapes and noisescapes these two musicians produce,
you’ll never regret it. This record is mainly about listening, but also
about listening conventions. Mainly in those parts where a rhythm seems to
slowly dive up from the dark depths and your pulse starts to get into the
same rhythm with the music. Or in those instances, where you realise that
you regard what you are listening to right now as music in its purest sense,
but half an hour ago you would have called it noise (and listened to it
nevertheless, as you did with all those Merzbow-CDs some years ago.) The performance starts slowly, actually with silence at the beginning and
then some humming and crackling noises coming up. Dresselhaus and Väisänen
go some ways in the three quarters of an hour they took, and they offer a
quite varied and dynamic range of sounds and scapes, ranging from
a-melodious to pure noise, from very loud to intricate and silent, from
complex to profound simplicity (the later might be just superficial), with
the more heavy parts awaiting the listener in the end. There is no reason to
try and guess which object or instrument produced which sound, because all
this really is about is the decoding of analog data via eardrums and sensory
equipment of the human body (not to forget the brain and the mind of the
listener). |
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12/2002