in brief

22.11.2021

Natklub ved verdens ende

Sort/Hvid: »Solastalgia«

Sune Anderberg. © Alexander Banck-Petersen

Hermed en kort rapport fra verdens ende. Et sted indhyllet i teaterrøg, katastroferødt neonlys og metalliske tordenbrag druknet i betonekko. Her herskede en poetisk kult, som havde indrettet sig under stilladser, hvor de sov, spiste, mindedes tiden før katastrofen og brød ud i rituel dans og sang. Sidstnævnte en overleveret kanon, et varsel komponeret i en fjern fortid af Clarissa Connelly.

Sort/Hvid er blevet til musikdramatikkens laboratorium i København, og instruktør Madeleine Kate McGowans to døgn lange sci-fi-performance Solastalgia viste, hvor fantastisk store perspektiver satsningen rummer. Mest af alt mindede oplevelsen om at træde ind i et dystopisk computerspil, hvor man kunne interagere med de programmerede indbyggere; deres ordforråd var begrænset, men viljen stor, og pludselig sad man og stablede sten sammen med en pjaltet fremtidskvinde, mens grænsen mellem performer og publikum sløredes.

Fragmenter af samtaler – har du vandet planterne, den saks har jeg ledt længe efter, tak for din tillid – blandede sig med søgende blokfløjte, cello, elguitar, synthdroner og det industrielle lyddesign skabt af Soho Rezanejad og Cæcilie Trier. Lugte: tørrede blomster, kanelte og grøntsagssuppe fra køkkenet. Terninger blev slået, trin genlød fra stilladset, en mezzosopran vokaliserede lydord. Alt var en tåge, et syn fra en tid med stærk drift og hulkende sorg. Det fjerne midt iblandt os. Og så et banner: »A different end of the world can be sung.«

Jeg tjekkede ud igen efter en times sondering, midt i en ørkenstorm af brølende basstøj, med en klar fornemmelse af at have set og hørt noget afgørende.

playlist

15.09

My name is Luca Quintavalle – would you like to see my playlist?

»Music is the best way to discover myself and understand the world around me.«

Luca Quintavalle is a harpsichordist, fortepianist and conductor. He has performed with ensembles including Concerto Köln, Harmonie Universelle, the Mozarteum Orchestra Salzburg and the Kölner Kammerorchester at venues and festivals such as the Kölner Philharmonie, Salzburg Festival and Enescu Festival. He was harpsichordist of Les Musiciens du Prince, led by Cecilia Bartoli, for over five years, and has conducted ensembles including the Orchestra and Chorus of Teatro dell’Opera di Roma, Concerto Köln and Deutsche Kammerakademie Neuss. His recordings include Mirrors, released by Berlin Classics and awarded an OPUS KLASSIK.

playlist

14.09

My name is Abel Alazo Rangel – would you like to see my playlist?

»To me, music is humanity, community, a smile, a conversation, a moment, an eternity«

Abel Alazo Rangel is the founder, curator, and producer of the Nova Concerts Series in Copenhagen. Nova began as a festival in 2003 and was relaunched as a concert series in 2023. Through Nova, he presents musicians and creates musical encounters that bridge the Cuban, Latin American, Danish, and international music scenes.

in briefrelease

11.09

A Strange Instrument, a Familiar Sound

Mike Sheridan: «Touch«

non.pop.syntax, 10.09

Nikola Nedeljkovic Gøttsche

There is something almost dogmatic about Mike Sheridan’s latest album, Touch. Everything leads back to the Cristal Baschet – a peculiar instrument from the 1950s in which sound is produced by running wet fingers over glass rods, setting metal resonators into vibration. No strings, no keys, just glass, water, skin and friction, slowly making the metal sing.

The Cristal Baschet is not merely an instrument on Touch. It is the album cover, the subject of the press photos, and almost the very argument for the album’s existence.

It recalls the material fetishism found in the American duo Matmos, whose music is often built around a single material or sound source: metal on Metallic Life Review (2025), plastic on Plastic Anniversary (2019), a washing machine on Ultimate Care II (2016). What is interesting about such constraints is that they ought to force the music somewhere it otherwise might not be able to go.

While listening to Touch, a question therefore begins to press itself forward: Which of these sounds could not have existed without a Cristal Baschet?

There are glassy tones that hang in the air and slowly change texture. Thin, cutting vibrations. Metallic surfaces that flutter, ripple, open and close. A constant sense of droning resonance; of something vibrating just on the other side of the audible.

Sheridan’s layering is meticulous. There is a precision to the mix, an almost surgical sense of the distance between the different textures. The best moments occur when the surface is disturbed: something that scratches at or short-circuits the otherwise tightly controlled resonance. On »BOW / GROUND«, for instance, deep bass pulses suddenly enter, creating a different physical quality – crackling, heavy, like something hitting the floor.

But Touch is first and foremost a well-produced ambient album. It moves through different degrees of the same state, changing nuance without ever truly changing its skin. That is not necessarily a weakness. There is something consistent, almost meditative, in Sheridan’s insistence. But the longer one remains in the same sonic state, the more one begins to miss what ought to be the Cristal Baschet’s particular possibility.

This is where the disappointment lies: in the gap between the instrument’s strangeness and the music’s conventional appearance. The sounds have been assimilated into a familiar ambient vocabulary, where the extraordinary instrument ends up producing something surprisingly familiar. You can hear that something unusual is happening at the source of the sound. But you cannot necessarily hear why it had to be this particular instrument. Had one not been told that a rare, almost otherworldly acoustic sculpture was standing in the room, one would hardly have guessed it.

playlist

31.08

My name is Pablo Fernández – would you like to see my playlist?

»Music is my life. It has accompanied me all the way and given me experiences, friendships and opportunities that I could never have imagined.«

Pablo Fernández is a Spanish musician and the new Head of Classical Music at the Royal Academy of Music, Aarhus/Aalborg. For many years, he was principal tuba player with the Barcelona Symphony Orchestra and has taught at higher music education institutions in Spain and Denmark. He is also active as a conductor, soloist, guest lecturer and jury member at international competitions. Fernández has extensive experience in the management and development of music projects, festivals and international collaborations. He has lived in Aarhus since 2014 and has been affiliated with the Royal Academy of Music since 2021.

playlist

29.08

We are Nightmaries – would you like to see our playlist?

»Music is, to us, a kind of closed club of nepotism, networking and Copenhagen cowboy energy. But in reality, it’s got nothing to do with expensive guitars or technical skill. For us, music is something you can feel in your chest, or something that gives you goosebumps. The best concerts are when someone screams so earnestly that the rest of us don’t have to. The best music expresses emotions in a way that would get you picked up by an ambulance if you did it out on the street. For us, music should fuck with the people who have it too comfortable, and give those who have it fucked a feeling that they’re not alone. Boom. And what the fuck is a chord and a key anyway? Kisses from Nightmaries.«

Nightmaries blend saws, guitars and voices into a dark-country, no-wave, cowboy-doom nightmare. They create the kind of soundtrack that feels like a fever dream you somehow don’t want to wake up from. As the world gets stranger and darker, Nightmaries lean into the madness, serving up slow-burning songs that creep under your skin like a poison that takes its sweet time. Put on your favourite steel-toe boots, dip your smoky eyes in an ashtray, and prepare yourself for sloppy doom with punk energy.