Showing posts with label Avant-Garde. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Avant-Garde. Show all posts

Cluster | 2016 | Konzerte 1972/1977

Experimental | Drone | Ambient
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Certainly, a good portion of the interest surrounding the 1971-1981 box set, recently released by Bureau B, lied upon Konzerte 1972/1977, the ninth album in this collection, consisting of previously unreleased live recordings of Cluster. Particularly, the album contains two tracks: one recorded in 1972 in Hamburg, Germany, and the other recorded in 1977 in Metz, France.
If one takes the duo's discography as a benchmark, the fact that Cluster's sound is so similar in both tracks might be odd. In 1972, the band released Cluster II, so, although that album already incorporated more melodic sounds than Cluster 71, the highly experimental approach that shows up in "Fabrik, Hamburg 1972" is not unexpected. By contrast, in 1977 Cluster had already published Zuckerzeit –a pivotal milestone in their discography, with a decidedly more melodic sound than its predecessors–, Sowiesoso and Cluster & Eno –albums that, albeit more ambient-oriented, persisted in that direction–, such that "Festival International de la Science-Fiction, Metz 1977" might be surprising.
Nevertheless, in the first place, the duo's various live albums –Live in Vienna (which was omitted from this collection, strangely), Japan 1996 Live, First Encounter Tour 1996 and Berlin 07– already reflected the fact that Cluster's live performances followed their own path, parallel to their studio work. In fact, the one element that characterizes those live records is, precisely, their undeniably experimental spirit. Secondly (and nuancing what I have just said), throughout the band's trajectory that exploratory character did show a clear evolution, which looms out in the two tracks that form Konzerte 1972/1977. Thus, whereas in Hamburg the sonic ramblings were more erratic and multiform, in Metz Roedelius and Moebius (RIP) already had developed their own language, a peerless telepathy that enabled them to build the hypnotic and meditative atmospheres so unique of Cluster's sound in a much more conscientious and pacient manner.
Beyond its collecting value, Konzerte 1972/1977 is an album which, like much of Cluster's discography, conceals behind its cryptic nature an artistic value that does not show up just like that, but that is certainly there. The sonic sensitivity and the inextinguishable creativity of Roedelius and Moebius's society are as pronounced here as in any other point of their vast trajectory, and recordings like this just confirm to what extent Cluster's immesurable legacy has been underrated, a fact to which the inalienable modesty of both musicians certainly contributed.
Cluster may have come to an end, but that creative spirit, that soul of exuberant emotivity and honesty glows as alive as ever in the music the duo produced across its almost four decades of sonic alchemy, and Konzerte 1972/1977 is yet another reminder of that. —IMF

Thanatoloop | 2014 | Médula

Noise | Drone | Avant-Folk
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Michel Leroy (guitar, effects, tapes and feedbacks)
Médula is, undoubtedly, one of the best noise records that I've listened to. Michel Leroy's formula is far from being an amorphous noise experiment without nuances, which seems to be the rule in a genre that, like all of them, has been hackneyed by imitation. On the contrary: although there is time for noisy sonic meanderings, these only serve to the purpose of building passages that, while not oppressive, reach a deep density that subtly gives shape to an indescribably beautiful album, perfectly provided of short guitar sections that give Médula an avant-folk spirit that nourishes its sound with something that most noise albums lack: soul. Each one of the tracks of this record is full of humanness and depth, without giving in to wanton noise or, even worse, to experimental bragging. Conversely, Médula is an honest album, whose sonic language is the reflection of a quest for, precisely, that honesty that is so necessary for a genuine existential expression. Wonderful album. —IMF