tripped hopped
I saw Electric Kulintang Tuesday night, which is a collaboration between legendary free jazz drummer Susie Ibarra and Roberto Rodriguez, a heretofore-unknown-to-me drummer and electronician. (Despite the reference to Sean Lennon in the above link, he was a no-show; whether or not he's part of the group or was just involved with the aforementioned performance, I have no idea.) I last saw Ibarra ten years ago in a duo, and her contribution was overpowering, a percussion maelstrom that was somehow organized coherently, like a dangerous weather pattern operating with scientific precision but chaotic fury.
So imagine my disappointment that on the few times Ibarra bothered to sit down behind a drum kit, she didn't even pick up a set of sticks. Mallets and brushes were as far as it got, and even then at the edge of subduedness. Her attention was more often directed towards what I thought was a gamelan but apparently is a kulintang, eight tuned metal bowls of varying shape. She also availed herself to a wooden percussion instrument (varying lengths of resonant wood, somewhat laid out like a dumbed-down marimba) and a keyboard at various points. While Rodriguez spent most of his time behind a laptop, adding percussion on his wooden seat beneath him, the actual high point of the show featured him behind the drum kit with Ibarra taking his seat at the laptop/mixing board. As he laid out a pretty interesting rhythmic exploration behind the kit, Ibarra took his work, looped and processed it, and brought it back into the mix. It was a dense and engaging stew and really fucking impressive.
But overall, it was hard for me to appreciate the self-described "Filipino Trip-Hop", diverting though it was, when thinking about what I'd seen Ibarra do before. This is a woman who is generally considered the best drummer the David S. Ware quartet had to offer, who could hold her own against Ware and Matthew Shipp and William Parker. When the highlight is her sitting behind a laptop ... well, it was sort of like going to see Iron Maiden, only to have them announce that they were doing a "back to basics" tour without any big stage show elements. (True story. I saw them on the NO PRAYER FOR THE DYING tour in 91, I think.)
So what musicians have you seen that, by doing what they love, strayed far afield from what you loved about them?
(Although I haven't done it yet, sound clips of the Kulintang can be downloaded here, as can bits of Ibarra's other projects. Perusing her web page further, it appears that she has several other projects on the hop, so it's not so much that she's forsaken her other work, just that us in New Zealand only got to see this project. But really: when's the next time I'll get to see her in New Zealand?)
So imagine my disappointment that on the few times Ibarra bothered to sit down behind a drum kit, she didn't even pick up a set of sticks. Mallets and brushes were as far as it got, and even then at the edge of subduedness. Her attention was more often directed towards what I thought was a gamelan but apparently is a kulintang, eight tuned metal bowls of varying shape. She also availed herself to a wooden percussion instrument (varying lengths of resonant wood, somewhat laid out like a dumbed-down marimba) and a keyboard at various points. While Rodriguez spent most of his time behind a laptop, adding percussion on his wooden seat beneath him, the actual high point of the show featured him behind the drum kit with Ibarra taking his seat at the laptop/mixing board. As he laid out a pretty interesting rhythmic exploration behind the kit, Ibarra took his work, looped and processed it, and brought it back into the mix. It was a dense and engaging stew and really fucking impressive.
But overall, it was hard for me to appreciate the self-described "Filipino Trip-Hop", diverting though it was, when thinking about what I'd seen Ibarra do before. This is a woman who is generally considered the best drummer the David S. Ware quartet had to offer, who could hold her own against Ware and Matthew Shipp and William Parker. When the highlight is her sitting behind a laptop ... well, it was sort of like going to see Iron Maiden, only to have them announce that they were doing a "back to basics" tour without any big stage show elements. (True story. I saw them on the NO PRAYER FOR THE DYING tour in 91, I think.)
So what musicians have you seen that, by doing what they love, strayed far afield from what you loved about them?
(Although I haven't done it yet, sound clips of the Kulintang can be downloaded here, as can bits of Ibarra's other projects. Perusing her web page further, it appears that she has several other projects on the hop, so it's not so much that she's forsaken her other work, just that us in New Zealand only got to see this project. But really: when's the next time I'll get to see her in New Zealand?)


4 Comments:
Live laptop music is a pet peeve. Tortoise is notorius for having laptop opening acts. I think it's because they're insecure and want a terribly boring opener as part of their risk management strategy. It didn't help, last time I saw them they were boringly terrible themselves - at least it was a free show.
I'm so naive that I went to see Four Tet expecting four people only to stand behind a hundred pimply nerds (who were sitting) staring at a guy turning nobs on a mixing board. I wanted to be in a car going some place interesting listen to his cd rather than watching his pathetic stage nonsense.
Okay here's my stolen theory on musicians who disappoint by constantly changing their sound and thereby fuddling your expectations. In the long run they have a better chance at prevailing (remain influential artists well after their heyday) than do one-trick ponies. This actually comes from a study done by an economist regarding 2-D artists but it may stretch over the artistic barrier.
I'm going to stop, I'm getting pun-y.
Oh but Doug - have you seen this movie? If not I recommend it on a few basis (subject, cinematography and music).
Touch the Sound
TOUCH THE SOUND is pretty great. I love the director's other film as well - RIVERS AND TIDES, which is a film on Andy Goldsworthy.
The young miss Ibarra is an alumni of Clear Lake High School, and thus a rival of Ramon and my old haunt, Clear Creek. We did win the suicide contest though. But I digress...
Musicians straying far afield from what I loved about them never really bothered me. OK maybe it did once but I think Neil Young kind of broke me of that. I harken back to an old Roger Ebert piece of advice which is, more or less, Review the movie on screen and not the version you would have made.
As for Macs on stage? I'll grant you as much as I like Macs I admit to having a bias when I see someone whip one out on stage. To me it's horribly dull visually and to me part of watching music live is seeing what the musicians are doing. So yeah, I would have been disappointed as well.
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