Pauline Oliveros_Saturday Morning
You asked me: ‘and you what did you think of it?’.Time to answer, but the way, what if temporarily we call this blog HUPOMNÊMATA (il s’agit non de poursuivre l’indicible, non de révéler le caché, non de dire le non-dit, mais de capter au contraire le déjà -dit; rassembler ce qu’on apu entendre ou lire.’) To go back to saturday morning http://www.arsmusica.be/agenda/15-1.htm, I had the feeling to assist to the remake of an historical moment when every instrument is explored, deconstructed. Where every musician give to hear every tone possible deconstructing their gesture, their instrument. We saw their relationship sometimes intimate to their instrument, could be also the sound of a voice for one woman. What was surprising and and the same time desappointing was that the experiences, the sounds were placed side by side, in place and time. They were playing their partition, not going very far in their intimate relation to their instrument, to the space avoinding us to become voyeurs or alone facing a solitary pleasure exhibited, even if we had pleasure looking at the light on a neck, a face, a decolleté, an arm, a face. This exercice of making hear, seems to make impossible to play together, to play against each other, to play with, to exagerate, to leave. What was the relation between each other, with the audience, with time? The only relation they seemed to have is to a notation.