Johann Sebastian Bach: Bach Edition [Disc III-2]. 2006. Brilliant Classics: 93102/48.
Herr Gott, dich loben wir BWV 16
Vergnugte Ruh, beliebte Seelenlust BWV 170Ich freue mich in dir BWV 133
Holland Boys Choir
Netherlands Bach Collegium
Pieter Jan Leusink: conductor
Ruth Holton: soprano
Sytse Buwalda: alto
Nico van der Meel: tenor
Knut Schoch: tenor
Bas Ramselaar: bass
Teunis de Zwart: natural horn
Jan Willem Vis: viola
Eduard Wesley: oboe d'amore
Bert Mooiman: organ
Vaughan Schlepp: organPeter Frankenberg: oboe d'amore
Ofer Frenkel: oboe d'amore
Herr Gott, dich loben wir apparently translates to "At the Feast of Circumcision." Perhaps it's just me. But that's one feast I'd politely decline.
Sonically, and compositionally, the Cantatas are the most immediately appealing of Bach's output. Surprising given my general ambivalence toward vocal writing. Somehow the timbral variety of the different voices and instruments helps lay bare the contrapuntal framework that makes Bach's music such a wellspring for the centuries of music that has followed in its wake. And any music that influences music for that span of time is difficult to ignore and even more difficult to hear without mentally referencing clear markers for things that came later. These cantatas have the added advantage of being flat out beautiful as well as beautifully interpreted on this collection.
Albert Ayler: Holy Ghost [disc 9]. 2004. Revenant Records: 213.
Albert Ayler interview with Kiyoshi Koyama for Swing Journal. July 25, 1970 in Saint-Paul-de-Vence, France.
Don Ayler and Mocqui Cherry interview with Daniel Caux. 1970 in Paris, Fance.
A talkative Albert Ayler discussing his energy music and his desire to concertize it in what would sadly become one of the last interviews of his life. One can only wonder what paths he would have sorted out from this particular trajectory of his career. This was a period when Ayler had hit some creative dead ends and was actively sorting out his next moves and I have to believe that the sincerity of his approach would have taken directions that are impossible to imagine now. Ayler was a force extinguished far too early.
Anti-Social Music: Fracture: The Music of Pat Muchmore. 2010. Innova: 760.
Jen Baker: trombone
Hubert Chen: violin
Jean Cook: violin
Leanne Darling: viola
Loren Dempster: cello
Peter Hess: tenor saxophone, bass clarinet
Jeff Hudgins: soprano saxophone
Andrea La Rose: flute
Danny Mulligan: electric guitar
Dan Neustadt: piano
Franz Nicolay: accordion
Evan Rapport: alto saxophone
Maria Sonevytsky: accordion, piano
Philippa Thompson: viola
Ken Thomson: baritone saxophone, clarinet, alto saxophone
Pat Muchmore: cello, electronics
Anti-Social Music is both a new music collective and an unsubtle nod toward the inclination (and appeal) of writing music that pushes back at the listener. Who wouldn't be proud to write something that leaves sonic skid marks all over polite society? Pat Muchmore writes a music that slices along multiple stylistic conventions until it leaves scars all along the ear canal. The titles are often uncomfortable: "shitfuckcumbastard," "[-=]..seftâürdsöikt-spfhâèrrseist-sepfthâüèrdrsöeikst," or "Θ∑(PortRait_7,__NY06)" are not the most radio friendly names. Then there is the sounds behind those names. Generous bits of accordion solo, segments of delicacy slapped against segments of brutal aggression, dynamic extremes that leave one straining or recoiling and constant, jarring changes - both with and without transitions. Yet the thing that holds all of this music together is how deliberate all of this is. It doesn't hurt that these purposefully beautiful/ugly sounds are so expertly performed and realized. The ensemble never flinches. Thus allowing for abrasive nods toward "easy listening" before tearing the texture to shreds. These pieces unfold with serious intent. This music requires enormous concentration from both the performer and the listener before unlocking the relentless humor behind it all. Possibly the most pleasant migraine I've had the pleasure of listening to. I can't wait to put it on for my next dinner party.