Jakub Hrůša, Keiji Haino, Anthony Braxton, Chaya Czernowin, Annika Socolofsky, Stefan Fraunberger, and other striking sounds heard lately at Night After Night HQ.
Memory is a tricky thing – one reason why critics often abstain from speaking in absolutes. You might witness a live event of seemingly ineffable magnitude. Yet assuming there’s no recording immediately available, no dispassionate document by which to check your instincts once the moment of initial contact cools and fades, who’s to say whether you overreacted?
Bill Rieflin, Jaimie Branch, Roscoe Mitchell, Ben Richter, Alice Coltrane, Threefifty, Erkki Kurenniemi, and other striking sounds heard lately at Night After Night HQ.
For all that his large-scale works have commanded the spotlight over the last decade or so, David Lang initially burst into the public eye and ear with pithy, concise, and clever chamber works… On ‘thorn,’ an appealing new CD by flutist Molly Barth, Lang’s puckish instrumental miniatures assume center stage.
Igor Levit, Aaron Dilloway, Zeal & Ardor, Vanessa Rossetto, Kara-Lis Coverdale, Félicia Atkinson, Daniel Corral, and other striking sounds heard lately at Night After Night HQ.
Everything that’s erased leaves its trace of its passage behind: a point as familiar to the manuscript recyclers of antiquity to modern-day digital data-recovery sleuths. Deletion rarely amounts to a positive thing, but on ‘erased de kooning,’ one of two recent recordings by Vanessa Rossetto, an act of bulk erasure results in an absorbing new piece surprisingly rich in ghostly associations.
The Art Ensemble of Chicago, Mark McGuire, Leyland Kirby, Marco Fusi, the Boston Symphony Orchestra, Alex Mincek, and other striking sounds heard lately at Night After Night HQ.
With no disrespect to any of the superb recordings that preceded it, self-released or otherwise, Vol. 0 is the ideal entry point for anyone not yet acquainted with Yarn/Wire, as well as an essential acquisition for those who follow and admire the group already.
I’ve wondered occasionally whether the position of arts critic – self-appointed or otherwise – should be subject to term limits. The thought occurred to me most recently while attending… no, while immersed in Grace Nexus, the simultaneously bewitching and bewildering presentation mounted at Issue Project Room on April 15 by Quantum Natives: either a British digital-media collective or “an abstruse net-label run by two art school-educated Londoners,” according to Resident Advisor. Maybe both.