Up at the website of Bad Plus pianist Ethan Iverson (well, mostly Iverson, with the other members occasionally joining in — thebadplus.typepad.com): a sort of remix of work by 20th-century classical composer Milton Babbitt.
It’s just over a minute long, but Iverson has taken the jazzy inflections of Babbitt’s 12-tone original, “Semi-Simple Variations,” heard here with Monk-ish drums added in a live performance by fellow Plus member Dave King, with some subsequent editing in the audio program Peak to clean it up (MP3). Iverson describes the process:
After hearing me practice “Semi-Simple Variations” a few times on tour, Dave suggested playing some drums along at the soundcheck in Odense, Denmark. It actually sounded really good!
I … then threw it into Peak and added compression and harmonic rotation. The result sounds a bit like twelve-tone Aphex Twin (of course, Aphex’s tones would be vastly superior).
The complete post is at thebadplus.typepad.com. Iverson’s post is a lengthy program note to a concert he’s put together for this coming October 30 with New Yorker music critic Alex Ross — part pre-Halloween bash, part celebration of Ross’s recent book, The Rest Is Noise: Listening to the Twentieth Century.
The fact of a jazzy, electronically mediated rendition of a piece of fairly hardcore serialism is exciting, certainly. (It doesn’t hurt that it follows quickly on critic Anthony Tommasini’s helpful overview of the state of serialism in the New York Times, at nytimes.com.) But even more exciting is the expansion of the idea of a remix: the MP3’s basis in an original, impromptu recording; the use of software to warp a proper performance. (Via Ross’s therestisnoise.com.)
The netlabel album Western Spaghetti by Long Desert Cowboy (aka Portugal-based Daniel Catarino) opens with a slow fumbling of earthly rumble before backtracking to something more spare, intimate — less “western,” perhaps, than “horror-show”: all jangly noise in a closed space, footsteps nearby and church-like bells in the distance. That piece, the album’s longest, extends through 10-plus minutes and at least two more set pieces, before closing on conciliatory tones that take a last minute turn toward tension, a coda that brings the horror back to the surface (
All minuscule little noises that blip along like a dusty windup toy on its last legs, the opening track on Yopoman‘s Autonomatismos Parcelarios (