My Storm unt Drang Period, a time of Noisy, grinding, Brutalistic string works, smashed to pieces with electronics. The Cello became my ultimate dissonance engine. Someone once said 'you can't play a wrong note on a saxophone,' to a certain extent I felt that was true of the Cello, where it's every extra musical sound, of playing or tuning, or microtonal interval, was redolent of music production, an echo of musicality past, distant past, and of the visceral excitement I feel for the barbarism of Contemporary string texture. An Elementalising of String Texture.
The First, of 3 consecutive works, is Termanstrung Term, Period and Termination, and Strung, Strings: for Solo Cello and a Carpet Bombing raid of electronics. This is the Storm and the Stress, of Storm and Drang.
The second piece 'Cello-tam' Rh 138, sees the Cello as a percussive sound Box, tapping on the instruments body to produce a resonance. Hence Cello-tam', as in Tam Tam.
Echung Rh 139, [a fusion of Echo and Strung, 'Echo String'], is a sister piece of Termanstrung, on largely similar lines.
released June 5, 2013
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