It Will Never Happen Again

ice closeup 150.jpgI don't intend to say anything profound here, but earlier tonight I experienced a performance that compelled me to make a brief observation, a platitude worth savoring if you will.

Sometimes we experience something that seems to follow from nothing, some segment of transcendence that couldn't've been predicted, feels unrepeatable, and is perhaps even unidentifiable once the moments are over. Flukes. We walk away with a peak of elation gradually receding into our daily life. We feel lucky to have been privy to that point in space-time. We may think the particular musicians are really quite talented in some way or another, that we can almost expect them to make these experiences happen. We may feel they are the ones we ought to gamble on listening to again sometime. But ultimately a sobering voice in our head acknowledges that it will never happen again. Doubts about attribution may ensue: maybe we were just in the right mood to hear it in such a rapturous way; maybe it was the composing-listener and not the composing-soundmaker who made it happen?

Often enough, free improvisors play in a configuration more than once. If a person or group makes this sort of thing happen and we attend another performance by them sometime, we want it to happen again, but we have to be content expecting something sort of in the ballpark to happen, because plainly the incalculably large odds are that it will never happen again. It's intrinsic to free improvisation. This knowledge may even feel like a faint blemish on that repeat encounter.

So here's what actually happens on rare and memorable occasions. It happens again. The same people and sound tools making different sound events, but once again, it. We fumble in the self-played game of expectations. We know it's theoretically possible for it to happen again. We wonder if this musician or group has achieved some kind of abstract repeatability, despite all absurd odds against it. We think of them as an entity independent of individual performances. Of course this is a standard conceptualization for non-free-improvised music, but repeatability is some negative essence of free improvisation. Each performance is created anew.

In other words, tonight I noticed that free improvisation is a wondrous thing because it potentially allows us to re-experience the most exciting thing possible: something experienced as unrepeatable. Probably this thought seems trite for any habitual listener of free improvisation, but this way of making music seems miraculous to me when this truth is verified by a lived experience. In my present state of awe I cannot take this phenomenon for granted, though perhaps I usually do.

My intention is to just make this brief observation, not issue a concert report, but let me attach a name to the event that triggered it, for the sake of tangibility and documentation. It's a group called Trockeneis from Baltimore. The members are Audrey Chen, Catherine Pancake, Andy Hayleck, Dan Breen, and Paul Neidhardt. They mainly use voice, dry ice, bowed metal, rubbed dowels, some other frictionally activated surfaces, and occasional struck small objects. I've long harbored an urge to write at least twenty pages accounting for their revolutionary aesthetic and unfailingly repeated transcendence-making, not to mention the vast virtues of each of these five individuals, but that will have to wait till another day because I insist on making a non-delayed entry to this space. I will turn towards sleep in a few minutes with no ambition to speak further on tonight's re-Trockeneis-ing, instead just thankful that free improvisation is part of my life for a reason I hope others are interested in.

My photographs from a few hours ago are too lousy to publish, so here is a photograph of Catherine Pancake playing dry ice during the previous Trockeneis concert I attended on November 11th, 2005 at The Red Room in Baltimore. In the background is Sebastian Cirotteau. He was visiting from France and performed with Trockeneis; his contribution was impeccable, yet fairly inconsequential; Audrey Chen wasn't in this performance because she was on tour somewhere on the other side of the planet. Different sound events for sure, but it happened again that time. It's only fitting to depict my previous Trockeneis experience in this context, because the big news is it happened again tonight. If my offhand count is correct, this was the tenth time it happened again for me because of Trockeneis. The first time was sometime in the Fall of 2004. Needless to say, a second time is the stuff spasms of fanhood are made of, so a tenth time is worth mentioning, at the very least.

The wonders of this thing we call free improvisation owe as much to repeatable group chemistry as Sir Bailey's famed situational renewal.

catherine, sebastian 3.jpg

~Michael Anton Parker
January 4th, 2006.

Posted by maparker on January 4, 2006 11:07 PM
Comments

"In other words, tonight I noticed that free improvisation is a wondrous thing because it potentially allows us to re-experience the most exciting thing possible: something experienced as unrepeatable."

Been thinking that thought of late, but I haven't been able to articulate yet. Thank you, Michael.

Posted by: (greg)oryan at January 5, 2006 1:45 AM

Every so often the synchronicities are too much to ignore.

While I often “read” Bagatellen, it is (as with any periodical) the pictures that inspire the most.

This is most certainly not intended as judgment or criticism (heaven forbid) of anyone, let alone those able to get their rocks off using “voice, dry ice, bowed metal, rubbed dowels, some other frictionally activated surfaces, and occasional struck small objects.” If we can believe anything we read, its more than apparent their's is the kingdom of heaven, now and forever.

The image of Catherine Pancake playing dry ice during the previous Trockeneis concert juxtaposed against the below passage from Robert Hughes’ The Shock of the New, (turned to randomly at the kitchen table as I pondered what “playing dry ice” meant both in and of its self and as an entry in the “cosmic blog” we call music) was a synchronicity too good not to share:


Among Americans, the conditions of art education had not favored serious figurative painting. Indeed, they were so set against it that they nearly severed its roots. Traditions are not self-sustaining; they can be wrecked in a generation of two if their essential skills are not taught, and late-modernist American art education did just that—naturally, in the name of “creativity.” It was a good deal easier to give a graduation passmark for photographing 650 garages in suburban San Diego, or spending a week shut in a gym-locker at UCLA with a urine-bottle and calling one’s ordeal “a duration-confinement body-piece,” than to insist on even moderately exacting and hence “elitist” tests of technical prowess….But the full effect of this educational liberalism was not felt until the eighties produced a depictive revival mostly carried out by the worst generation of draftsmen in American history. In part, the collapse of training was due to glut—the overpopulation of art schools, caused by the general delusion that art is therapeutic. Every year in the 1980’s, about 35,000 graduate painters, sculptors, potters, and other “art-related professionals” issued from the art school of America, each clutching a degree. This mean that every to years the American educational system produced as many aspirant creators as there had been people in Florence in the last quarter of the fifteenth century. The result was a Fourierist bad dream. Secure in the belief that no one should be discouraged, the American art-training system had in effect created a proletariat of artists by the end of the seventies, a pool of unemployable talent from which trends could be siphoned (and, if need be, abandoned) more or less at will. But the woozy sense of aesthetic democracy it promoted also weakened the ideal of mastery just at the moment that it came under attack from every deconstructionist in academe. In this way, the dominance of mass-media imagery—of art which took the effects of mass media as its given field of enquiry—was reinforced, thus driving art down even further towards the status of a footnote.

Robert Hughes, Shock of the New (The Future That Was, pg. 422-425)

Posted by: Fun! at January 7, 2006 12:44 PM

Very charming post! I don't really see the connection, but it was fun thinking about! Fun!

I half-agree with Hughes, especially since my social circles tend to be so heavily populated with art-school grads who seem to basically be aimless people from families who can afford the tuition... (the other half has something to do with being a rabid deconstructionist of the very sort he refers to!)

There's definitely a glut of music-school graduates too! Hordes of very competent musicians fellating dead white males! We definitely need more dry ice players than skillful performers on European equal-temperament instruments!

By the way, dry ice is played with other things besides cymbals, like pots, keys, and pretty much any metallic object that will make a sound because the contrast in temperatures. The sounds are something like the combined resources of a dozen virtuosos of extended techniques on saxophone, e.g. Michel Doneda. Overall, Trockeneis sounds like Mozart but with a more harsh quality.

The small lead photo is a close-up of dry ice and cymbal in contact.

Posted by: Michael Anton Parker at January 7, 2006 1:59 PM

"Hordes of very competent musicians fellating dead white males!"

Oh God, spare us. Can we get beyond this kind of inane thinking?

Looking for new frontiers is cool, but geez, this "white males" notion is such a load of crap, an easy way out for people who really haven't refined their thinking.

Now back to your long-winded rumination.

Bye-ya

Posted by: Paul B at January 8, 2006 10:57 AM

"Hordes of very competent musicians fellating dead white males!"
Who are you talking about? Would you like to get specific for once?

Posted by: Dan Warburton at January 8, 2006 9:54 PM

"his contribution was impeccable, yet fairly inconsequential"
Hilarious. Do you read through your things before you post them Mike?

Posted by: Dan Warburton at January 8, 2006 9:58 PM

"Hordes of very competent musicians fellating dead white males!"

oh, the humanity! the synchronicity!

Diversity of culture (and opinion) is frequently on my mind.. therefore I will throw this into the pot:

This NEW MUSIC (which, truth be told, I enjoy greatly) .... is it really so diverse? What's so wrong with occasionally using a tyrannical beat and making some people smile and be happy?

(continues listening to Whitehouse)

Posted by: 7thharm at January 8, 2006 10:17 PM

"Hordes of very competent musicians fellating dead white males!"

oh, the humanity! the synchronicity!

Diversity of culture (and opinion) is frequently on my mind.. therefore I will throw this into the pot:

This NEW MUSIC (which, truth be told, I enjoy greatly) .... is it really so diverse? What's so wrong with occasionally using a tyrannical beat and making some people smile and be happy?

(continues listening to Whitehouse)

Posted by: 7thharm at January 8, 2006 10:17 PM

""Hordes of very competent musicians fellating dead white males!"

Oh God, spare us. Can we get beyond this kind of inane thinking?

Looking for new frontiers is cool, but geez, this "white males" notion is such a load of crap, an easy way out for people who really haven't refined their thinking.

Now back to your long-winded rumination. "

A well-reasoned rebuttal, if ever I've seen one. This is the sort of incisive thinking we need more of around here.

MAP, I hope you're taking notes from the masters!

Posted by: tlc at January 8, 2006 10:18 PM

Well, I can understand 'impeccable' and 'inconsequential' clashing, but I don't really see 'Whitehouse' and 'smile and be happy' as a working combination for the majority of the population...

Anyway, I was actually thinking about this subject over the weekend, and thought I'd add that improvisation helped me like football (a.k.a soccer). Every game is a different set of permutations, you gotta be patient, seemingly unimportant moves can have a major effect later on, and the degree of success varies. And likewise, you generally know a match between two particular teams is gonna be great. I like to think if you could just have clear winners at the end of an improv set, it would be more popular :) I used to like awarding MVPs to people after workshop sessions!

On the other hand, when I'm sat in a room watching some people on stage making typical scraping whining hissing fragments, in between pauses to look either serious or bored, for waaay too long than anyone in the audience would care to listen, I think to myself: IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN!!!

Posted by: Michael Rodgers at January 9, 2006 4:34 AM

Dry ice is very cold. I remember using it for making a cloud chamber (is that what they're called?), back in high school. Who knew it was also the coolest?

Anyhow, my only 2006 prediction is that (as the world is now obviously coming to an end and people will be needing to dance), the talented and forward-looking head of Erstwhile Records will chuck "taomud" for Houston-style hip-hop, thus substituting the dangers of codeine for those of accidently touching dry ice and ripping the skin of your fingers right off! The liability insurance costs will likely be more manageable that way.

Plus, searing drones and crashes are losing their appeal and their ability to startle. A lot of stuff is actually starting to sound like (gasp!) Merzbow--and what could be more yesterday than that? And when you consider Akita's made over 4,500 recordings, it dawns on you that all the territory may already be covered and nobody'd know.

So, let's dance instead--and I'm for getting the world's best engineers and producers to bring us the goods in the highest-fi imaginable! Who's with me?

C'mon, Jon, go for it! Time for a change? ;>}

Posted by: walto at January 9, 2006 7:07 AM

my first post - enjoying reading this - I think that Uncle Walter might be on to something

Posted by: Steve Reynolds at January 9, 2006 7:43 AM

Walt, I have the perfect record for you:

'the best mashups in the world ever are from San Francisco'

ridiculous fun--clever and substantial--will get your booty shaking, your head turning, while infringing on copyrights--what could be better?

I predict mashups are our future!

Posted by: Adam Hill at January 9, 2006 8:15 AM

well, I have been trying to think of ways to somehow cross-fertilize the two areas, but haven't come up with much yet (actually, that's not true, I had one idea that I thought was genius, but was rejected by the musicians I proposed it to. it was such a good idea that I'm going to keep it to myself for now in hopes I can find a fit for it elsewhere).

I've got some projects I'm very excited about coming up this year, a Rowe/Nakamura double CD that's not like any other music I've ever heard, a Dieb13/ErikM turntable duo using quite a few concrete snippets (maybe you kids can dance to that?), and a Toshi/Billy Roisz DVD, which is so intense at points I considered putting some kind of warning sticker on there.

after that, we'll see, I'll probably be out of money then anyway. I did get some funding support from a private source this weekend for the next ErstQuake, which is going to be pretty incredible if we get everyone currently on our list.

Posted by: jon abbey at January 9, 2006 8:20 AM

mashups are pretty old news at this point, and almost no one is very good at them. sorry, Adam.

Posted by: jon abbey at January 9, 2006 8:24 AM

Good luck with all of that, Jon. Sounds like a very ambitious year ahead.

Posted by: derek at January 9, 2006 8:26 AM

thanks, Derek.

for anyone genuinely interested in mashups, I'd recommend DJ Rupture-Gold Teeth Thief and Hollertronix-Never Scared (impossible to find an actual copy of the latter anymore, but available through file-sharing).

Posted by: jon abbey at January 9, 2006 8:29 AM

"mashups are pretty old news at this point, and almost no one is very good at them. sorry, Adam."

have you heard the one I mentioned? it's a comp of many different kinds.

and yes, i don't think they're 'new' which is not
much of a criteria for me anyway, but when done well they're fun. There's kid at my college radio station who does his own on air every week--fucking brilliant and hilarious, he was mashingup Black Sabbath and Steve Reich and Ornette Coleman last week and I loved it. Music can be just, well, frivilous fun too, let's not forget that!

Posted by: Adam Hill at January 9, 2006 9:08 AM

Yikes, watch those spelling bees in yr bonnet, Adam - Captain Hate is on the prowl :))

Posted by: Dan Warburton at January 9, 2006 9:18 AM

frivolous!

and criterion (singular) rather than criteria (plural).

what else? let me have it.

Posted by: Adam Hill at January 9, 2006 9:27 AM

You want it? OK, here it comes - Happy New Year!

Posted by: Dan Warburton at January 9, 2006 9:47 AM

There's a lot of love in this room....

Same to you, Dan.

Posted by: Adam Hill at January 9, 2006 9:57 AM

"Anyhow, my only 2006 prediction is that (as the world is now obviously coming to an end and people will be needing to dance), the talented and forward-looking head of Erstwhile Records will chuck "taomud" for Houston-style hip-hop, thus substituting the dangers of codeine for those of accidently touching dry ice and ripping the skin of your fingers right off!"

well, I have been trying to think of ways to somehow cross-fertilize the two areas, but haven't come up with much yet (actually, that's not true, I had one idea that I thought was genius, but was rejected by the musicians I proposed it to. it was such a good idea that I'm going to keep it to myself for now in hopes I can find a fit for it elsewhere).

Man, can I make predictions or what? I gotta start playing the ponies!

Anyhow, I don't know about anybody else--but I'm certainly looking forward to the hybrid you're mixing up in your NJ laboratory!

Posted by: walto at January 9, 2006 10:01 AM

[Mike] his contribution was impeccable, yet fairly inconsequential

[Dan] Hilarious. Do you read through your things before you post them Mike?

[Mike] For a rather bright guy, you sure have the "playing dumb" routine down pat, Dan! (Another example above.) There's nothing hilarious about it; it was a concise way of saying I really liked the guy and he did tasteful, interesting stuff that didn't detract from the music one bit, but the music wouldn't've changed much if he wasn't there. It was lovely garnish.

My witty retort to you could be "Do you think about things you read before you ask about them?"!
:-)

----------------------

Jon, sounds like you might be in a similar dilemma as I was the other year begging BSC members to do a project of Melt-Banana covers... hahaha... I was and am 100% serious about that idea, and I don't see why it's not instantly appealing to everyone else!

Posted by: Michael Anton Parker at January 9, 2006 10:13 AM

Dan, the New Year is not exactly a new release anymore, don't know why you're writing about it now...
:-)

Posted by: Michael Anton Parker at January 9, 2006 10:19 AM

"Man, can I make predictions or what? I gotta start playing the ponies!"

I've stated more than a few times in different places (including here) that I'm fairly obsessed with Houston hiphop, and even written on JC that I was trying to get musicians to do screwed/chopped stuff, so I'm not sure your prediction is anything more than a recapitulation of what I've already said.

plus I'm not turning my back on anything, except maybe your silly Merzbow comment... : [)

Posted by: jon abbey at January 9, 2006 10:49 AM

The idea to do a chopped & screwed version of Wolf Eyes "Burned Mind" had crossed my mind recently so this is particularly funny.

But seriously, I love the idea of applying pop music type production techniques to the avant garde. Not to end up with something goofy, but genuinely interesting and humorous.

This makes me think of John McEntire of Tortoise in an interview pointedly saying that writers had made a big deal of Radiohead's "OK Computer" because of that album's use of editing and the recording studio when R & B and hip-hop productions are filled with studio-as-instrument techniques.

I can't stand when ideas are cribbed from pop culture by the underground or avant and used as kitsch. Done in the right way, a chopped & screwed version of say, "Rabbit Run", could be great!!

..check slsk soon.. hahahaha ;)

Posted by: 7thharm at January 9, 2006 5:17 PM

Rabbit Run already is chopped & screwed...

I cannot imagine why you want non-goofy, but then "humorous"?! "Interesting" is plenty enough for me... I'll take the new musical possibilities, but pass on the humor...

As far as applying pop music techniques to "the avant-garde", pop music has already had its own avant-garde for 40 years! It's been happening continuously for decades!

Surely you're already well aware of the huge field of experimental electronic music in which production techniques are vastly more sophisticated than any pop music, and of technology-intensive avant-pop like Art Bears, Portishead, After Dinner, etc... etc... etc...

!!!

Posted by: Michael Anton Parker at January 9, 2006 6:19 PM

The sum of $4.00 (USD) to the first author of a chopped Parker Bagatellen piece.

criteria:

the MAP original must be >2000 words
the screwed edit must be >3500 words
Chopped MAP must still sound like MAP
Chopped MAP piece must have >10 detectable traces of the editor's voice

get humpin!

Posted by: al at January 9, 2006 8:43 PM

"For a rather bright guy, you sure have the "playing dumb" routine down pat, Dan!"
That's what Joe told me in a personal email.. but not in those words..
"My witty retort to you could be "Do you think about things you read before you ask about them?"!"
Sure, if there's something to think about :-)
"the New Year is not exactly a new release anymore, don't know why you're writing about it now..."
Here in la belle France it's perfectly kosher to wish someone Happy New Year at least until the middle of January - but I look forward to more Jack Wright reviews from you soon, even if you're starting with Clang and working in reverse chronological order, haha! While we're at it, are you going to tell us more about the forthcoming sequel to from:between or is it TOP SECRET?

Posted by: Dan Warburton at January 9, 2006 10:18 PM

"Rabbit Run already is chopped & screwed..."

It might be chopped, but not screwed..

ANywho, M.A.P., my point was that I think that the NEW MUSIC needs to have more of a sense of play to it, with yes, humor. Too much seriousness about dry ice and no-input things - see there, I'm having a sense of humor about stuff I actually do like. Lessee, where did I leave that thing.. ah yes... ;)

Trust me, if I didn't attempt to follow the breadcrumb trails of musicmaking I wouldn't be here.

A guy I met recently was talking about Austin, TX and some trombone player there that attracted alot of "middle-class yuppie types" (his words). The trombonist would play a note here and there with large swaths of silence (a Malfatti acolyte ???). This guy I was talking to thought it was bullshit and engaged the trombone player in a discussion where the musician claimed that "minimal improv is the only real music".

Let's not kid ourselves, this stuff appears like the "emperors new clothes" - a sense of humor and humility is a good thing to have.

*spidey sense tingles in proximity to cultural superiority*

If you don't think it's a good thing for the NEW to engage with *pop* ideas then I dunno.. I travel in different circles I guess.

Now - off to bed and some "emperors new clothes" listening.....

respectfully submitted, 7thharm

Posted by: 7thharm at January 9, 2006 11:40 PM

"Plus, searing drones and crashes are losing their appeal and their ability to startle." walto

I’ve got pretty bored with the recent surfeit of drone-based or rigorously slow-moving improv and electronic composition. By contrast, the best, and most startling, electronic music I’ve heard recently (relying more on collage techniques, juxtaposition, and calculatedly irritating noises; in many ways applying a lot of the chopped ‘n’ screwed techniques discussed here) was by THF Drenching on his albums Fight Bus 4 Life and Tape Team J19.

Posted by: matt at January 10, 2006 3:52 AM

I've heard a lot of good things about those discs including of course Ben Watson's rave, but they're rather hard to get hold of round these parts. Any website address I could order them from Matt?

Posted by: Dan Warburton at January 10, 2006 4:17 AM

http://www.fenlandhibrow.co.uk/

A lot of brief MP3 snippets up there too.

Posted by: matt at January 10, 2006 4:26 AM

Wow, didn't release they'd done so much: cool link Matt thanks a ton

Posted by: Dan Warburton at January 10, 2006 6:04 AM

anyone that has ever been slightly open to experimentation in a radio station has made a mashup.

ll cool j: "i chopped you and chewed you, baked you and screwed you"

did someone say they like humor, or did they mean it?

Posted by: unwrinkled at January 10, 2006 1:02 PM

Those THF Drenching sound clips are thoroughly nuts.

Posted by: 7thharm at January 10, 2006 1:13 PM

You should also check out his poetry under his (real name) Stuart Calton. It's available through the Barque Press website.

Posted by: nd at January 10, 2006 1:34 PM


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