mimeo / john tilbury
the hands of caravaggio
erstwhile cd 021
track:
the hands of caravaggio
keith rowe guitar, electronics
kevin drumm guitar, analogue synthesizer
phil durrant software granular samplers and treatments
thomas lehn analogue synthesizer
kaffe matthews live sampling, computer
jérôme noetinger electroacoustic devices
gert-jan prins electronics, fm modulations, radio
peter rehberg computer
marcus schmickler digital synthesizer, computer
rafael toral guitar with analogue modular
system
markus wettstein amplified
metal garbage
cor fuhler inside piano
john tilbury piano
recorded live at angelica, festival internazionale di musica,
bologna, may 20, 2001
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MIMEO, the Music In Movement Electronic Orchestra, is a band composed
of twelve of Europe's premier
electronics improvisers. Due both to logistical and financial
constraints, they have only performed together a
handful of times since the establishment of the current lineup in
1998.
After the remarkable success of their epic, 24-hour long performance
in Vandoeuvre in May of 2000,
the band did not assemble again until almost a year later in Bologna,
for the Angelica festival
(thanks to festival organizer Massimo Simonini). The concert was a
singular one, as MIMEO was joined by the
noted pianist John Tilbury, nonpareil Feldman interpreter and
longstanding member of AMM. The performance
was built around a concerto for piano and electronic orchestra,
titled The Hands Of Caravaggio and loosely
inspired by the Caravaggio painting The Taking Of Christ, as
interpreted by Keith Rowe.
The piece begins with a low test-tone drone from Cor Fuhler, working
inside the piano, followed by
Tilbury's entrance a few minutes later. Next, Jérôme
Noetinger sets off a flare, signaling the introduction of the
electronics. The accumulation of electronics gradually reaches
critical mass, at times obscuring the piano
altogether. But Tilbury is never completely hidden for long; space
opens, and the piano emerges.
As the piece evolves, the musicians discover a more delicate
counterbalance to work within, which ultimately
dissipates into silence. Liner notes for this release can be found on
the 021 catalog page on the Erstwhile web
site. These include an essay by Michael Graubart on the history
of
the concerto and The Hands of Caravaggio's
place within the tradition, as well as notes from some of the
musicians involved, including Rowe and Tilbury.
The stylistic range of the music is echoed in the artwork, which
intertwines the original Caravaggio, a painting
and a graphic score by Rowe, and original work from Erstwhile
designer Friederike Paetzold.
A staggering achievement,
one is tempted to call The Hands of Caravaggio the first great piano
concerto of the
21st century. The work is the brainchild of Keith Rowe, eminence
grise of MIMEO and co-founder of AMM who,
inspired by the recently discovered painting The Taking of Christ by
Caravaggio, imagined a piece combining
the mighty forces of MIMEO's electronics with the pure, gorgeous
sound of John Tilbury's piano. Technically,
therefore, the work is not really freely improvised, as the musicians
were asked to consider the painting
(particularly the array of hands within it) and to employ various
strategies during its performance.
When arriving at the venue of this live recording and surveying
MIMEO's set-up, Tilbury remarked, "In one
second you guys can eliminate me once and for all." Electronics
manipulator Jerome Noetinger deadpanned,
"Less than a second." And this is part of the dynamic at work: the
pitched battle and occasional
accommodations between the 'orchestra' and the piano. It begins with
a low hum to which, after a few minutes,
Tilbury introduces the spare yet crystalline chords heíd
perfected with AMM, very much out of Morton Feldman
in one sense, but also very much his own. As MIMEO gathers strength,
it changes form from a comfortable
ìnestî for the piano to an enveloping storm, flooding
the sound-space with a nearly infinite range of sonorities,
as chaotic and disciplined as a hurricane. The playing field would
have been difficult enough as is, but Rowe
threw yet another wrench into the proceedings by having pianist Cor
Fuhler play inside the same piano as
Tilbury with the motive of not allowing the latter to get into
anything resembling a comfort zone. Fuhler tries to
anticipate Tilbury's every move and acts to hinder it by damping the
piano strings involved, clamping them
down, etc. This forces Tilbury into areas that would otherwise have
remained unvisited and adds yet another
layer of conceptual complexity onto an already deeply rich endeavor.
In this context, his playing takes on an
almost Romantic quality, not just in the relatively melodic aspect of
his approach but also in the heroic striving
to achieve a balance against impossible odds. The multi-dimensional,
thick conception and execution of the
work allows for many repeated listenings that guarantee fresh
discoveries each time, both in the actual
sounds heard and, perhaps more importantly, in the relationships
between musicians and, analogously,
between past and present as represented by the two main factions
here. The question has been asked:
Where does improvised music go after AMM? This is one amazing
answer.
Brian Olewnick, for the All Music Guide, an online database
(www.allmusic.com).
The Hands of Caravaggio was recorded last year at Angelica, Festival
Internazionale Di Musica in Bologna.
The performance marked a unique collaboration between new music
pianist John Tilbury (of AMM) with the
now legendary MIMEO ensemble. MIMEO (Music In Movement Electronic
Orchestra) is something of a who's
who of experimental improv. Its current members are known as much for
their solo works and various
collaborative efforts as their work as a single unit. They are: Keith
Rowe, Kevin Drumm, Phil Durrant,
Thomas Lehn, Kaffe Matthews, Jérôme Noetinger, Gert-Jan
Prins, Peter Rehberg, Marcus Schmickler,
Rafael Toral, Markus Wettstein and Cor Fuhler. They perform on a
variety of instruments and electronics,
including Cor Fuhler's inside piano (a central figure in the piece),
guitars, computers, electroacoustic devices,
samplers and metallic objects. Added to their ranks is a sharp,
piercing performance by John Tilbury on piano.
The performance is a tempestuous fluctuation of moods and textures,
from quiet and tranquil sections to
dizzying and intense crescendos. The piece seems guided by a
collective vision, yet composed of such
dissident elements (acoustic/electronic, tranquil/explosive). It's an
intoxicating and challenging set, one that
defies easy description and presents a new context for the term
"concerto." If you visit the Erstwhile Records
website, you'll find four short but insightful commentaries on a
number of ideas related to this project; on the
history of the concerto, the dichotomy of conflict versus
cooperation, on Caravaggio (providing a loose theme
for the work as well as the basis for the cover artwork), on
collective versus individual direction in large
ensemble pieces. Be sure to check it out.
[Richard di Santo] Incursion Music Review webzine
www.incursion.org/imr
Keith Rowe's choice of album title and cover art referencing the
great Italian painter Caravaggio (1573 - 1610),
his stated intention that this concert (recorded in Bologna on May
20th 2001) could be considered as
a concerto for piano and electronic orchestra with John Tilbury", and
the inclusion on the Erstwhile website of
articles by Tilbury himself and Michael Graubart on the history of
the concerto all invite us to come at these 49
minutes of music more from the direction of (contemporary) classical
music than with any predetermined
assumptions relating to the culture of improvised music. Pianist
Tilbury is, after all, one of the world's finest
performers of new music, having released benchmark recordings of
major works by Cage, Cardew and
Feldman, and the sensibility he brings to his improvised work with
AMM has more in common with British and
American Experimental music than it does with a "tradition" of free
improv piano playing deriving essentially
from free jazz.At the heart of the concept of the classical and
Romantic concerto is the idea of creative friction
between soloist and orchestra, on a macro (formal) or micro (motivic)
level, in conjunction with the idea that the
work should be a showcase of sorts for the soloist's virtuosity
(hence the tradition of incorporating a cadenza).
Tilbury's mastery of the piano may be evidence, but there are several
lengthy passages where his
contributions are subsumed into the surrounding sonic plasma rather
than engaging the other musicians in
contrapuntal dialogue. As such, "The Hands of Caravaggio" has less to
do with the piano concerto as we know
it from Mozart, Beethoven, Schumann, Brahms and Chopin and more in
common with the baroque concerto
grosso. A second pianist, Cor Fuhler, plays a kind of continuo (on
inside piano), while the remaining eleven
members of the Music In Movement Electronic Orchestra (a veritable
Who's Who of electroacoustic
improvisation: Keith Rowe, Thomas Lehn, Phil Durrant, Kaffe Mathews,
Peter Rehberg, Kevin Drumm, Markus
Wettstein, Marcus Schmickler, Gert-Jan Prins, Rafael Toral and
Jérôme Noetinger) cocoon the pianists in a
dense weave of electronic sound. Despite theconsiderable thickness of
texture (Tilbury joked with the other
musicians before the performance: "In one second you guys can
eliminate me once and for all," to which
Jérôme Noetinger responded: "Less than a second.."), the
49-minute span of music is eminently listenable
and, from a formal point of view, surprisingly traditional: a slow
crescendo and accumulation of material leads
to climactic passages starting at about 13' and gently subsiding
(after around 27') into an elegiac coda (about
40'30") and slow fadeout. Of course, apart from Tilbury's florid
virtuosity and crystalline arpeggios, it's almost
impossible to tell who's doing what: the concert itself was
apparently fraught with technical problems (with the
sound system and Tilbury's piano), and several of the participants
expressed reservations about the
performance at the time. However, as Erstwhile had already slated the
project for release even before the
concert ever took place (a rather risky strategy in my opinion, but
one perfectly in accord with Jon Abbey's daring
vision of his own label), it fell to Marcus Schmickler to go through
the tapes and mix and master the final
product The fact that "The Hands of Caravaggio" is MIMEO's most
coherent and impressive album to date is
due in no small part to his ten days of painstaking work.
Dan Warburton, on his web site paristransatlantic.com.
A lone Powerbook, sampler, analog synthesizer, or prepared guitar/FX
rig can drum up one heck of a racket,
as solo sets by Gert-Jan Prins, Pita, and Thomas Lehn will attest.
The Music in Movement Electronic Orchestra
(Mimeo), a collective comprising a dozen of Europe's
electronic-improv luminaries, has struggled with the
challenge of bringing together many performers without devolving into
formless, murky clamor. While unique
Quadrophonic stage setups and extended durations (Mimeo staged a
24-hour performance in Vand'ouevre,
France in May of 2000) have addressed this problem in the live arena,
Mimeo has been less successful in
reproducing its essence on record. Queue, the initial CD-R offering,
was at best a crude, unsatisfying
memento compiled from concert excerpts. Though much more listenable,
Electric Chair + Table (Grob, 2000)
lost too much of Mimeo's definition and power in postproduction
tinkering by ensemble members Rafael Toral
and Marcus Schmickler, each of whom constructed one disc of
concentrated Mimeo from in-concert
recordings. Such tactics have failed to capture Mimeo for those not
fortunate enough to have experienced the
ensemble live. With The Hands of Caravaggio, project director Keith
Rowe approached familiar obstacles from
a fresh perspective. Recognizing that a conventional recording would
never suffice in approximating the total
Mimeo experience, Rowe instead altered the actual performance
parameters. For this very special concert
presented in Bologna, Italy at the May 2000 Angelica festival, the
ensemble was joined by pianist John Tilbury.
In addition to introducing an acoustic focal point in Tilbury's
instrument, Hands also adopted a thematic focus -
the brilliant chiaroscuro and drama of Caravaggio's "The Taking of
Christ." Furthermore, Mimeo member Cor
Fuhler bypassed electronics for inside-piano play that provided
percussive shoring for Tilbury. Rowe instructed
the Mimeo musicians to direct their electronics to emphasize either
Tilbury or Fuhler at all times. The dominant
instrumental voice is therefore that of the paired pianos, lending
unprecedented clarity and perspective to the
tempest of massed electronics.Years of playing alongside Rowe in AMM
have tuned Tilbury to the
inexhaustible grainy subtleties of Rowe's tabletop guitar technique
and electro-acoustic shadings, and so
Mimeo's surging, seething conflation of extemporized electronic sound
is less a cacophonous challenge than
an even grander sonic setting for his singular pianistic prowess.
He's comfortably within his element here,
though perhaps even more to the forefront than he has ever been
before. Tilbury tackles this star turn with
consummate skill, drawing from the most desirable details of two
centuries of study of jazz piano, Morton
Feldman, and Erik Satie. His responsive shifts in tone - from airy to
adamant, from truculent to tender - match
Mimeo's occasionally abrasive tactics gesture for white-knuckled
gesture, unfailingly attaining euphonious
accord through turbulence and tranquility alike.Mimeo is in equally
fine form throughout the concert. Rowe,
Kevin Drumm (the Chicagoan sat in for absent ensemble regular
Christian Fennesz), Phil Durrant, Thomas
Lehn, Kaffe Matthews, Jérôme Noetinger, Gert-Jan Prins,
Peter Rehberg, Marcus Schmickler, Rafael Toral,
and Markus Wettstein improvise as a single entity, their variegated
electronic and electro-acoustic sonorities
entirely egoless yet glowing with unmistakable identity even in such
complete convergence. Inspired by the
richness of emotion suffusing Caravaggio's colors, Mimeo summons a
palette as sensuous as that of any
conventional symphony, yet heightened even beyond the shimmering
orchestral clusters of Penderecki or
Ligeti by the thorough commingling of all digital, analog,
electro-acoustic, and acoustic voices.
Such robustness befits the multiple classical forms evoked by Rowe's
revisionary staging of the
orchestra/soloist archetype amid a phalanx of laptop computers and
electronic devices, and sets The Hands
of Caravaggio far apart from the staid and monochromatic tenor of so
many comparable electro-acoustic
encounters. Meticulous recording and presentation have thankfully
preserved the vibrance of the performance.
Consensus among Mimeo members and attendees has it that the CD
actually surpasses the live experience,
making Hands the most successful attempt to date at capturing the
marvel that is Mimeo for private enjoyment.
web site fakejazz.com, written by Gil Gershman.
First things first: this is neither simply a concerto for John
Tilbury nor an expanded AMM without Eddie Prévost.
This is a document of very special collective music: a meeting
between the Music in Movement Electronic
Orchestra and pianist Tilbury. The most enduring music, and the most
memorable improvisation, is that which
radiates complexity beyond an initial impact. "The Hands of
Caravaggio" is just such a piece. It has taken me a
very long time to digest this recording, even though its pleasures
are immediate in some ways.
Keith Rowe was apparently inspired by a recently discovered
Caravaggio painting of Christ being led
away by Roman military. Rowe was particularly captivated by Christ's
hands, and developed this piece's ideas
on the basis of his fascination. This is obviously a music that is
rooted in and raises questions.
Yes, we can describe its formal arc - from the subtle drone that
begins the piece, to the steady accretion
of sound from MIMEO players, to the often quite architectural feel of
the music - and yes, we can make
references to other styles or other musicians. But fundamentally this
music is almost maddeningly supple in
its capacity to elude summary or encapsulation.To me, the overarching
question this piece raises is
"how does communication occur?" If one is transfixed by Caravaggio's
rendering of light on Christ's
hands, what language do we use to describe our reactions? If one
seeks to render this impression musically,
how does one communicate this to other musicians (either verbally or
otherwise, as Rowe did)?
And what is it that these musicians are doing in their communications
with each other and with listeners?
The reason these questions, so suggestive in their own right, seem
particularly relevant here is because
this piece (broken up into five separate tracks on the disc)
foreground the kinds of tensions implicit in the
questions. In particular, there is the tension between the acoustic
piano and the vast range of electronics that
swirl about like a data storm, threatening to close in or engulf the
piano but never doing so.
There is also the tension between Tilbury and Cor Fuhler, who was
instructed to work inside the same piano to
anticipate and block Tilbury's moves. The rest of MIMEO could decide
independently which of the pianists they
would support. Towards the middle of the piece (about 10 or 12
minutes into the second segment) you can
hear each tension quite vividly - Tilbury has a free hand (literally
and figuratively) in his lower range, while
Fuhler checks him successfully through the audibly damped strings.
Each series of sounds struggles to
wind its way through the amazing, intricate maze of electronic
scrapes, whines, zaps, and moans.
At the beginning of segment three, it sounds as if the group has
reached some sort of plateau -a steady sound
level is achieved, hissing like water thrown on a hot motor, and the
effect clears room for a shift towards more
guttural sounds. Later on, one hears the odd juxtaposition of
Tilbury's Feldman-like chords set against what
sound like distant car engines and the thrashing of metallic
birds.
What's so compelling about this music is not its beauty, its level of
achievement, or its intelligence.
While it has all of those things in abundance, what makes this a
memorable album is its generative quality:
each encounter with it reveals nuances or shades not heard before;
each experience provokes questioning.
And if we can say about a piece of art that it provokes more
questions than answers, that it problematizes our
own communication, then that is saying quite a bit. And that is also
what makes it so beautiful.
Jason Bivins, for the e-zine. One Final Note (onefinalnote.com).
MIMEO / John Tilbury
"The Hands of
Caravaggio" CD
Erstwhile (USA)
On the one hand, let's give a round of applause for CEO Jon Abbey and
his ability to bring the left and right
together into a union, putting artists from around the world together
in mutually interactive and more often than
not, astonishing handclaps of collaboration. The Erstwhile imprint
snaps with the convention-like clarity of
goals and copacetic improv strategies. How to Make Sound Investments
and Noise for the Future,
a pamphlet might read, noting past successes like Nakamura/Sachiko
M's "Do" and Müller/Lê Quan Ninh's
"La Voyelle Liquide". Tonight's seminar focuses on two-thirds of the
founders of such industry, AMM,
as they participated in an arm-wrestling match of sorts with some of
the most finely-cut contenders on the
circuit today, including Kevin Drumm, Gert-Jan Prins, Rafael Toral,
Pita Rehberg, and Kaffe Matthews, their
wrists strong from years of FM modulation, amplified metal garbage,
and analogue-modular system isometric
exercises. As the hum of the gathered crowd grows out of the canvas,
flares of flashbulb and "ding-dings"
ignite, round after round, burning outwards from the main ring. It's
quite a gripping fight. You finally get a
handle on it all, seeing table on top of table of such trinkets and
scrap in combat, even if you cannot
ascertain each competitor. The tables are stacked laminally though,
each contender locked in kinetic
palm-staring. All hands at work are splayed open, their head and fate
lines glowing bright, the non-physical
communion at full power. Add some garment-ripping, some handheld
drilling of bony-finger keys, the filaments
of manual noises (digital as well) sparking airborne in the ring's
center, where the piano is focused,
and we have quite a match on our hands. The very air burns with the
struck keys of Tilbury, still with the touch,
visceral in his attack here, all open spaces (growing more rare as
the match continues) stabbed with sharp
strikes. This barometric pressure is just not possible in AMM's
atmosphere, so it is delightful to hear the
melee that builds and piles up here. It is no surprise that a
Phalanges-Phlogiston theory might be posited,
the palms of time aflame, bourne together by the thirteen pairs of
hands that converged on that night.
Angbase, angbase.com.
This large scale orchestra first came our way on their eponymous 1999
release Music In Movement Electronic
Orchestra - now here's another blockbuster of modernistic group-wise
playing. Keith Rowe is credited as the
'artistic director' and he created a graphic score used as the
blueprint for this Caravaggio work; but the
orchestra is definitely a group effort. Rowe: 'I guess it's about the
doubt-laden transition from the world of
scarcity (analogue spectrum) to the one of plenty (digital spectrum).
Within the orchestra these spectrums are
reflected by the group primitive and the computers. MIMEO takes two
features from the twentieth century into the
twenty-first, improvisation and electronics.' Indeed, a formidable
army of significant performers are here, many
skilled in their use of electronics - from mainland Europe we have
Pita Rehberg, Marcus Schmickler,
Gert-JanPrins; from the UK, Kaffe Matthews and Phil Durrant; and
three electric guitarists, Keith Rowe,
Kevin Drumm and Rafael Toral. Facing this gauntlet of electronic
machinery is the acoustic piano player,
John Tilbury &endash; the 'quiet man' from AMM. How will he fare
competing with so much potential digital noise?
He fears for his life. 'In one second you guys can eliminate me once
and for all,' quoth he. Jérôme Noetinger
corrects him: 'less than a second'. In fact, the piano remains
perfectly audible throughout this long, single work,
its Cagean dissonances and aura of quiet menace pitched perfectly
against an ocean of gradually
accumulating electronic voices. Tilbury: 'In the Hands of Caravaggio,
attempting to negotiate a musical path
through the engulfing electronic sound, the piano exploits a rare
hiatus, filters through tiny gaps, hairspaces;
those sounds which succeed in flying the coopseek out, in and around
the space , the nooks and crannies in
which their unique resonances find subtle expression.' All around the
piano, the competing electronic
frequencies resolve themselves into distinct identities; buzzing,
whirring, whooping, and smooching like a
kissing couple; some moan, some creak, some whistle and some whine
like dentist drills. The clarity of the
recording (made by Dean Roberts, Renato Rinaldi and Marcus Schmickler
who also mixed the finished work)
is to thank for this; the listener is able to separate out each part
of the orchestra with pinpoint accuracy.
And of course, the discipline in the performances ensures that
Tilbury's piano is never once 'eliminated' as he
fears. I should add that he is aided by Cor Fuhler, playing the piano
from the inside; 'having to play the piano in
this situation, much of what you can do depends on the density,
colour, volume and register of the orchestra
and playing inside the piano doesn't make it any easier since all
volume levels drop,' Fuhler reports.
'Also, playing the piano with 4 hands makes it even more layered;
John's choices depending on where I put
objects, mine depending on his foot pressing the pedals and on the
register within he chooses
to play the keys. Actually, I consider this to be a contemporary
version of the piano duet.'
The sleeve art reproduces Caravaggio's The Taking Of Christ, a work
which Rowe thinks is remarkable
'because of its animation of the hands and heads, almost to the point
of being a cross between a series of
stills from a film, and a 'caught in the act' tabloid photo taken
with a flash gun.'
These are qualities whichMIMEO deliberately try to imitate in the
music; and the detail of the hands from the
painting (and other hands) reflect the contribution of Tilbury: 'His
playing emulates the positions of the hands in
the painting'. The Hands of Caravaggio never loses sight of this
sense of purpose, even when the performance
becomes more intense, crowded and detailed - which it does.
Exciting...from the quiet stillness of the opening
to an agitated full-on roar.
The Sound Projector: Ed Pinsent 08/12/2002
MIMEO / JOHN TILBURY The Hands of Caravaggio (erstwhile 021):
Das M(usic)
I(n) M(ovement) E(lectronic)
O(rchestra), eine Allstarformation
aus Rowe, Drumm, Durant,
Lehn, Matthews, Noetinger, Prins, Rehberg,
Schmickler, Toral & Wettstein mit der dichtesten Anhäufen
von Synthesizern,
Gitarren, Samplern, Computern,
die je eine Bühne
gefüllt haben, spielt
hier unter Federführung von Keith Rowe ein
Konzert für
Piano und
elektronisches Orchester, mit dem AMM-Pianisten
Tilbury und
Cor Fuhler am Innenklavier als Gastsolisten.
Wir hören die erste und
bisher einzige
Aufführung des Werks live auf dem Angelica-Festival
in Bologna
am
20.05.2001. Das Cover, designt von Keith Rowe,
zeigt den
Ausschnitt des Caravaggiogemäldes, der dem
Stück zu Grunde liegt:
Jesu gefaltete Hände
während ihn Judas küsst. Seit Michael Mantlers
"Communication # 11" für Cecil Taylor und das Jazz Composer's
Orchestra (1968)
oder Barry Guys "Double
Trouble" (1989 / 1995) und "Theoria"
(1991) mit dem LJCO und
Howard Riley, Irene Schweizer &
Marilyn Crispell gab
es kaum einen derartig ambitionierten Versuch, das Pianokonzert
aus der
akademischen
Tradition herauszulösen. Demnach also das Prinzip
Third Stream
jetzt angewandt auf die, wenn man so will,
avant-gardistische Elektronik?
Wen das 'avant' stört, der kann sich gern quer- oder
sub- oder
contra- oder
a- oder Peripherie-Bewegungen vorstellen. Fakt
bleibt, dass
hier eine Innovation innerhalb der bürgerlichen
Musica Nova zelebriert
wird und das ist auch gut so. In einem vorsichtig
aufgebauten Spannungsbogen,
mit
Momenten maximaler polyphoner Verdichtung,
strebt die
Musik zu einer Peripetie und entspannt sich wieder
zu einer sanften Landung.
Neu, sehr neu und anders daran ist aber doch die Chromatik,
die Klang-
und
Geräuschfarben, die so infernalisch schillernd und
die Sprache
der Zeit sprechend bisher noch kein Orchester
malen konnte. Großartig
auch, wie weit sich Tilbury mit seinen
weitmaschigen Einzelnoten
vom 'Pianistischen'
entfernt hält. (Bad
Alchemy)
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