Dark Rococo

silver002Yesterday, I found myself looking at some Rococo silverware in a showcase I had designed. This is not the kind of thing that usually interests me but the spectacle of all that glittering detail was dazzling; the drawn lines of natural form pushed to extremes.

Later in the day at Cafe Oto after a virtuoso display of extended saxophone playing by John Butcher and Seymour Wright, I found myself immersed in the shock and awe of a duet by Russell Haswell and Kevin Drumm. Last week I spent another hot night in Cafe Oto being assaulted by high volume sound played by men dressed from head to toe in black…the weather making the uniform particularly incongruous. Last week’s version was the Franco-Japanese pairing of Makoto Kawabata and J. Francois Pauvros…a barrage of relentless and exhilarating effect-laden guitar work. For the Drumm/Haswell duo an additional 4 speakers had been set-up enclosing a square space and from the start the possibilities of this surround sound were exploited with noise crossing diagonally across the space, circling and switching from back to front. As the music continued the layering became denser and picking out individual cadences among the squalls and sliding shrieks became more difficult…and I was reminded of the Rococo silverware I had looked at in the afternoon. The sound was creating a peculiarly 2-dimensional field in which no one theme or line could be picked out. So my mind drifted from thinking about the sound of warfare to thinking about this as the aural equivalent of dense, overlaid, endless pattern. And this suggested to me that this packed sound-environment was actually ‘content-less’ and, even, ‘decorative’. I have never considered this immersive and often brutal music in these terms before and I suspect that it is not the way the musicians think about it (?) but I do not think it takes away from the pleasure of loosing oneself within the endless labyrinth of this music. I even began to consider the chosen black dress code and the performers’ passivity as part of this ‘field’. Instead of being a negation of persona in the visual presentation of the work, these attitudes become at one with a swirling, Rococo surface.

Russell Haswell & Kevin Drumm

Russell Haswell & Kevin Drumm

4 thoughts on “Dark Rococo

  1. I thoroughly enjoyed this latest post Calum or Lord Hammer of The Sink ?
    Especially the references to very loud music/ noise and how may evoke a concept of (traditional forms)? of warfare…
    This reminded me of a possibly apocryphal tale I was told when designing and failing to adequately supervise construction work on a ‘private members’ club in Cardiff around 2001.
    The financial backers of the project were The Manic Street Preachers who around this time performed a stadium gig? in Havana
    Anyway, before the concert the band were allegedly introduced to The Big Fella.
    James Dean Bradfield introduced the band to Castro and explained what instruments they played, etc and warned him that Sean Moore could be an incredibly enthusiastic drummer and that the concert would be very, very loud.
    Deadpan, Castro replied, I guess via a translator, ” Well It can’t be louder than war, can it …???”

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