Tuesday, March 10, 2009

On A Monday Evening...

This is the place where you can spend some time a monday evening i Gothenholm Stockburg.
The iDEALIST Joachim N arranges some openminded mindblowers.
First the wonderful, expressive Italian Jooklu Duo with Virginia Genta blowing her lungs in and out on saxes/flutes/rizzlerazzles while David Vanzan's intense drummings washes the floor like a Tsunami. Impressive.
Magnificent free jazz.


What can I say?
When Donald Miller first touches his guitar and all you hear is a SCREAM of sounds from the underground, immediately hit by Jim Sauter's and Don Dietrich's frantic tenorplaying. Constantly, breathless.
If J Duo was a Tsunami this is the energy of a dwarf planet concentrated, it's like all earthquakes gathers as one, it's..... yes, it's.
The floor starts bleeding, the walls expands. It's music, it's not music, it's music... Constructed, de-constructed. And then the guys turns their sax clocks to each other, like two satelites docking each other, and the sound from each saxophone expands into something.... what?
Energy is the word. Two lengthly tunes.
I almost never stick my fingers into my ears when listening to live music, but here I had to. And still the sounds did hit me as if it was from trucks crashing right in front of me.
And it was wonderful TakeNoPrisoner - NoCompromise noise, loud as hell, but also became ambient in some way. A physical drone.
And unconsciously you starts think about music/sounds/noise from a philosophical point of view, where one starts and ends, where the other takes over, starts and ends, and on and on.

Then home to sleep.
Bells where ringing...

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