27.03.2015

‘3 korte’ fra Kristian Hverring, manden bag kunstnernavnet Krishve

I en serie af mini-interviews spørger Seismograf/DMT forskellige aktører på musik- og lydkunstscenen til aktuelle anbefalinger af værker eller events. Se her denne anderledes og personlige værkanbefaling fra den ene af initiativtagerne til LYT TIL KBH og manden bag kunstnernavnet Krishve, Kristian Hverring.

1) Hvilket værk vil du gerne anbefale til andre?
Jeg bliver nok nødt til at vælge en drøm, jeg havde for noget tid siden. En koncert i et gammelt nedlagt biografkompleks i Bruxelles. På scenen var medlemmer af The Residents, Coil, Slayer, Velvet Underground, Guns N’ Roses og Einstürzende Neubauten. Cash, Bowie og Derbyshire gjorde også et eller andet. Arvo Pärt kom ind på scenen, men gik ud igen med det samme. Så Ligeti og Lemmy i baren. Over scenen svævede en sky af helikopterkatte. Lee Hazlewood, Scott Walker, Laurie Anderson og Ronettes sang kor. David Lynch dirigerede. Hans bidrag bestod i forundrede smil og flagrende håndbevægelser i retning af John Cage, der ved et komfur strøg en fjer mod en kogende kedel. Lars von Trier lavede lyd. Sublimt dårligt. Med vilje. Inger Christensen skammede sig bare. På alles vegne. Musikken var en kakofoni af knækket selvværd i HD. Uimodsigelig som en naturkraft, asiatisk i sin vælde, grum som et K-hole. Jeg vågnede med en underlig tilfredsstillelse i kroppen.

2) Hvorfor er dette værk særligt?
Det er vigtigt at drømme. Og sove, hvis man kan. Det er godt for hørelsen.

3) Hvad arbejder du selv med lige nu?
“1 + 1 = 3 [30 sekunder]” er en serie af improviserede 30 sekunders duetter med skiftende samarbejdspartnere. Det har stået på siden 2009 og viser ingen tegn på at gå væk. Kan opleves på film eller live. Er samtidig ved at tyde konturerne af to nye udgivelser. Den ene bliver en kortere ting, den anden længere, og på vinyl. Jeg glæder mig meget til at møde dem begge. Man kan se med på min hjemmeside www.krishve.com.

LYT TIL KBH er et samarbejde jeg har med arkitekten Jakob Oredsson. LYT TIL KBH bor på hjemmesiden www.lyttilkbh.dk og kan antydes med disse korte instrukser:
- Gå ud i byen
- Placer dine hænder bag ørerne
- Lyt til byens lyde

På hjemmesiden finder man en mere uddybende beskrivelse af intentionerne bag, samt binaurale optagelser fra forskellige steder i København. Vi arbejder i øjeblikket på næste trin. LYT TIL KBH er kun lige begyndt at vise sig, og vi planlægger en lang rejse.

Læs mere om Seismografs omtale af projektet.

Jeg er også involveret i et par nye projekter med Hotel Pro Forma, som jeg efterhånden har samarbejdet med i tre år. Derudover arbejder jeg på lydsiden til en udstilling på Nordatlantens Brygge til efteråret. Det lover godt for drømmene, men varsler ilde for søvnen.

playlist

12.08.2024

My name is Jay Campbell – would you like to see my playlist?

»Music is limitless, and its potential for meaning is infinite. This is neither good nor bad, but simply an acknowledgement that music is one kind of expression of any given culture (with many other inputs, of which I am mostly ignorant). From that perspective, I suppose then that music is just another medium through which I try to understand another human and/or the culture that they exist(ed) in, and more deeply feel the interconnectedness of the world that we live in, that we have inherited, and that we will pass on.«

Currently the only musician ever to receive two Avery Fisher Career Grants – in 2016 as a soloist and in 2019 as a member of the JACK Quartet – cellist Jay Campbell has brought his eclectic artistic interests both as a performer and curator to the New York Philharmonic, Deutsche-Symphonie Orchester, Los Angeles Philharmonic, Seattle Symphony, Ojai Festival, Lucerne Festival and many others. Deeply committed to collaborative music, Jay is a member of the JACK Quartet, as well as the Junction Triowith violinist Stefan Jackiw and composer/pianist Conrad Tao, multidisciplinary artist collective AMOC, and frequently works with composers and performers like Helmut Lachenmann, Patricia Kopatchinskaja, Barbara Hannigan, John Zorn, Tyshawn Sorey, and many more from his own generation.

in brieflive

05.07.2024

A World of Contrasts – and a Touch of Smurf Vocals

Roskilde Festival: Slauson Malone 1

Roskilde Festival, Platform, 03.07

Sune Anderberg

The cello is everywhere at this year’s Roskilde Festival. Some use it as just about anything else – hey, now it’s an electric bass, or how about a keyboard drowned in effects – but in American Jasper Marsalis’ Marcela Lucatelli-worthy bomb project Slauson Malone 1, the cello was actually used as, well, a cello.

Marsalis himself handled vocals and electric guitar on the open Platform stage, while Nicholas Wetherell opened the concert with a motor-race assault on his amplified cello, then pivoted into plucked meditations, to which Marsalis contributed overtone playing on guitar. Sensitive jazz guys? Nope – suddenly: synchronized noise sprints, intimacy splintered, and before long Marsalis threw himself into the seated audience with a somersault – and a scream.

Meanwhile, Wetherell played tender vibratos. Because contrasts thrive at Roskilde – and, after all, seem to be driving the world forward these days. And so it was the world itself that came into focus in the music: through violent shifts between 8-bit Smurf vocals, ambient gnawing solo cello, intimate indie layered over a one-second sample of Cher – culminating in a wistful lullaby veiled in digital theremin.

In many ways, it was peak hipster era. But it was also intensely moving – something like following Mahler out on the edge of the abyss as he tried to sketch the whole world into his scores. The only difference: the easel looks a bit different today.

in brieflive

04.07.2024

Shouldn’t Selvhenter be playing the Orange Stage next year?”

RF 2024: Selvhenter

Roskilde Festival, Avalon, 03.07

Andreo Michaelo Mielczarek

It is not the first time Selvhenter have shown Roskilde how a saxophone can scream. Even the most avant-garde-ready listeners were left gasping for air. It was hard not to let your own lungs empathise with the long passages and unruly energy that the experimental Copenhagen quartet excelled in, wielding an instrumentarium consisting of two drum kits, synth, trombone, saxophone and assorted extras.

And the more the band – positioned in the centre of the Avalon tent, surrounded by the audience – wove their collective patchwork carpet, the more the individual character of the instruments was erased. Selvhenter could just as well have been playing entirely different instruments. You could see Sonja LaBianca standing there, forcing tones out of a wind instrument, yet it sounded more like a harp from outer space. It was astonishing how her saxophone fanfares resembled distress signals beamed into the cosmos. Meanwhile, the drums drove very grounded rhythms: Steve Reich-like pulses colliding with freer passages.

Selvhenter inflated the tent with full-fat punked and jazzy noise. Without pauses (not even when a snare drum went dead and had to be replaced mid-set) and without water for the crowd. Being so close to the musicians was a plus; on their small central stage they looked like giants in a battle arena. This was new music that was deeply physical. For about an hour we breathed together (and perhaps even sweated?) in sync. And it is profoundly good to do something together at a festival.

Selvhenter on the Orange Stage next year. Come on!

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12.06.2024

My name is Jussi Parikka – would you like to see my playlist?

»Music involves a mix of noise, of existing or fabricated instruments, of alternative worlds that the sounds and voices assemble. Some are gentle, some less so. We shift gears with music, it shifts intensity, we shift with it. I listen when I can.«

Jussi Parikka is a Finnish cultural historian and writer who works at Aarhus University as professor of Digital Aesthetics and Culture. After some 15 years in the UK, he continues in Denmark his work on how ecology, digital culture, art and design, and philosophy intersect. He has written on visual culture and history and archaeology of media, including the recent books Operational Images (2023) and Living Surfaces: Images, Plants, and Environments of Media (2024) which is co-authored with the Madrid-based artist Abelardo Gil-Fournier. Besides his writing and work as educator, he has been active as a curator including the recent show Climate Engines at Laboral, in Gijon (Spain) that was co-curated with Daphne Dragona as well as his involvement in the curatorial team of Helsinki Biennial 2023.

in briefrelease

23.04.2024

What a Dial Tone Tells Us About Life

Beachers: »Off the Hook«

Ineffectual Suns, 15.03

Sune Anderberg

Crazy about phones? Then listen up. For British artist Beachers spent a day in his London office, and with his smartphone, recorded the sound of a landline waiting for you to dial a number after lifting the receiver. An innocent, yet somewhat insistent sound: Use me, beep-beep-beep-boop, now!

He cut up the recording, panned it around, shifted the pitch here and there, and dabbed it with delays. Turned it into musical material, in other words. And from the effort, Off the Hook grows small tones and harmonies like those from a self-built organ. But the office noises follow along, making the little album feel oddly haunted.

There are white creaks, maybe from a chair. Treble screams like distant, escaped parakeets. Short keystrokes, mysterious silences. After the harmonic organ opening, Beachers lets a deep bass rumble beneath chopped-up beeps. Layers are added, or sudden shifts occur. It’s not meant to be perfectly polished; you’re meant to feel that a human is playing with the digital.

Patiently, small pulses build, maybe even a beat. Listen to the hidden parties and drives of everyday life, the music seems to say—but also: see what we can do to pass the waiting time while forgetting what we’re actually waiting for—someone to pick up, the boss to let us off, death catching up to us.

In the end, only the raw recording is heard. A minute of beeps, boops, and random noise. As if each motif bows to its audience. What a strange release, nostalgically so in its way. And how creative.