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first performances
London Contemporary Music Festival: 13–15 2015 (the reference to furniture here is deliberately
suggestive of Satie). The general response to
It seems impossible at first to review multiple Guèbrou’s last-minute absence as performer
nights of the London Contemporary Music seemed to indicate that the novelty of her
Festival all at once – over the course of a week appearance was the most anticipated part of
the cavernous Ambika P3 gallery hosted a sen- the performance, but in their pleasantness the
sory overload of music that, while not always works were important counterpoints to what
new, was certainly contemporary in the atypical was to come.
thematic presentations, bringing together pro- Subsequent works in the evening posited
vocative works in provocative ways. Running timelessness as an intensity that could wear on
from 11 to 17 December, the three middle nights the body, but were largely received by the audi-
of LCMF all dealt with the monumental: large, ence with enthusiasm. A stellar performance of
long works that opened up audience perceptions Bryn Harrison’s Repetitions in Extended Time
by virtue of extended contemplation. The con- offered exactly that: a lumbering yet spiky and
certs on Sunday and Tuesday lasted over three intricate work, performed with nuance by
hours; they weren’t easy, but they prompted sali- Ensemble Plus-Minus, which offered plenty of
ent experiences. time to examine the entire sound world and its
The name of the Monday concert, ‘5 Ways To many small layers, changing attention to the
Kill Time’, was misleading. If music can be layers constituting the real passing of time.
regarded as sound organised in time (to extend Tim Etchells’s and Aisha Orazbayeva’s Seeping
on Cage and Varèse), what is left when time is Through (2015) presented more spikiness in the
‘killed’? If the concert was any indication, we performers’ hectic motions and Beckett-like frac-
are left with sound that has an almost observable turing of text and sound, drawing in the audi-
quality to it, sound almost as a static object. We ence. The night ended with an awesome (in
were presented with works that undid our the biblical sense) set by Stephen O’Malley
notions of development on the usual timescale who summoned massive guitar drones character-
(and attention span), requiring instead other istic of his work in Sunn O. Here, sound was felt
changes to frame the experience. Ellen as much as heard and, lost in that feeling, one
Fullman’s performance of The Watch Reprise was reminded that time isn’t something that
(2015) on her Long String Instrument was a ‘happens’, rather it is the consequence of our
humble visual spectacle despite the instrument’s own responses to stimuli. It shook up the audi-
immense presence, and her careful movements ence as a well-placed conclusion.
within it became the musical form and phrasing The following night, the audience was sub-
– space became the new time and perhaps the merged in Chris Watson’s Okeanos, a piece dur-
most important aspect to the performance as ing which the listening lessons of the previous
the strings’ timbre changed only imperceptibly, night could be taken to heart. The audience
and notes ‘outside’ the cloud of tonality regis- lay down around Ambika in near-total darkness
tered as a brief moment of experiential rupture as the space was filled with Watson’s ocean
before assimilating. The whole sound was soundscapes, which were masterfully recorded
Eno-esque, which was appropriate as his defin- and included intense episodes of whales, seals,
ition of ambient music (that it ‘must be able to ice and other parts of the ocean one wouldn’t
accommodate many levels of listening attention think made sound but that turn out to be sonic-
without enforcing one in particular’) was highly ally massive. It was an example of the field
relevant to the night’s pieces. recording at its greatest potential, and very
Emahoy Tsegué-Maryam Guèbrou’s piano well presented, everything flowing seamlessly
works came across as noodling lounge music together. Over approximately an hour and a
but, free from the quotidian temporality asso- half, the relaxed yet focused listening environ-
ciated with such, they became comfortable son- ment encouraged by Watson and the festival
orous objects, like a comfy chair for the ears let the audience take in the work on their own
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terms, presumably moving between levels of lis- space of her own body, though to less effect: a
tening attention to take in both the remarkable sort of one-woman version of the Trecartin,
little details of the recordings and also their sym- Tompkins delivered rapid-fire vernacular speech,
phonic scope. It raises the question of how the breaking into fragments of song and walking
previous night’s vast works could have been from the front of the stage to a large pile of
staged or presented: as an art form increasingly paper to flip through pages of what was presum-
in dialogue with disparate practices of perform- ably the script. Where the first two works cele-
ance and engagement, should (or even can) con- brated messiness, here it was acknowledged
temporary art music be proposed solely as a total with a shrug. Tompkins was dwarfed by the
listening experience? The frequently modular huge space of Ambika, and seeing her energetic
use of Ambika, subdivided into spaces for differ- approach echo into merely observant silence
ent performances, appeared mostly to be a prac- made me wish the work were augmented with
tical consideration, but it served to draw the ebullient sound of her band, Life Without
attention to the liveness of the performances: Buildings.
what staging there was helped to draw our atten- If these three new works were characterised
tion to the discrete situation of each piece, thus by a breaking down of the unities of form,
preventing them from being condensed into a medium and sense that classical opera held up
single moment of digestible contemplation; that as its greatest qualities akin to theatre, the last
is to say, saved us from the very edge of two works on the programme offered either a
boredom. look back from which to establish a broader tra-
All of these issues came to something of a jectory of development, or an imploration to
head in Tuesday’s concert, ‘To A New mind what has come before. In a similar way
Definition of Opera II’. If multimedia, pre- to the promise of witnessing Guèbrou perform-
sentation and environment are proving to be ing her piano works, the excitement around
increasingly integral considerations within con- Ezra Pound’s Le Testament de Villon was because
temporary music programming and creation, it was happening at all. Its soloists – singers
how does one differentiate opera, with its own Robert Gildon and Loré Lixenberg, with rhap-
rich tradition of Gestamtkunstwerk, from other sodic violin playing again by Orazbayeva – main-
genres? The evening didn’t seem to answer the tained a high degree of expressiveness during
question, but it certainly left the audience disor- their time in the spotlight, but gradually the pro-
ientated and possibly disturbed enough to keep duction became more and more dramatically
asking it in new ways. stilted, culminating in an unmoving choir that
The ‘operas’ presented could not have been unfortunately stood in the way of the projected
more different. Certainly it was something of a surtitles. Pound’s composing is frequently awk-
shocking move to open with Ryan Trecartin’s ward and meandering, but, out of its own
CENTER JENNY (2013). Trecartin’s video work time, its florid melodic sense makes it succeed
is hyperactive, absurd and unashamed; reality as a notable curiosity, if not as a new definition
TV excesses are taken to a whole new level, of opera.
from quick cuts to disorienting sound design to The audience seemed almost relieved with
a vaguely sci-fi narrative full of ‘screaming the arrival of Pietà, an excerpt from
betches’. In its overwhelming totality, maybe Stockhausen’s Dienstag aus Licht. Here, minimal
it’s the closest thing to an opera the night staging but intense lighting set a striking mise
offered, despite the fact that it was a video. It en scène, and the electronics, in their grandiose
provided a sharp contrast to Tim Parkinson’s introduction, were an effective palette cleanser
Time With People (2014), the title of which per- and set a bold pace for the concert’s finale.
haps describes the only requirements now for Lixenberg, in a regal costume, had a stately pres-
opera. Parkinson’s description of his work as ence, though her voice was sometimes overpow-
an ‘anti-opera’ seems accurate: Edges Ensemble ered by the excess amplification of Marco
told little stories in babbling counterpoint, Blaauw’s flugelhorn acrobatics. Nonetheless, it
shouted, banged drums and walked amongst was the most imposing statement of the concert,
piles of trash. The excerpts presented here (I can- demanding attention through the anticipation of
not speak for the whole piece) were static yet the performers’ statements, which were held
developing and anti-virtuosic, and they deliber- aloft by the electronics. This is not, of course,
ately trod the thin line between bated anticipa- to say that new opera must be in the mould of
tion and boredom via their sprawling Stockhausen, but perhaps what made it so effect-
minimalism. Sue Tompkins’s Like Sake (2015), ive was the resounding presence (physically and
on the other hand, packed a lot into the small emotionally) of music, in the sense of abundant,
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awesome sound, compared to the conceptual featuring the guest ensemble DeciBells XXL
manoeuvring which had come before. who presented much music primarily by and
The newer works in this year’s festival were for percussionists including a number of differ-
testing, at the programming level, the balance ent, frequently minimalist-derived, types of com-
in contemporary music of musical and extra- position that often brought together large arrays
musical elements. When the balance is right, of tuned and untuned instruments.
we feel in the midst of something truly new Some works and performances from the
and for our time, while still being able to feel weekend stand out in particular. Silje Aker
the transcendent intensities of the sound. At Johnsen’s tense and captivating presentation of
the very least, unbalanced pieces or programmes Luigi Nono’s La fabbrica illuminata (1964) was a
will be interesting, and only make us eager to rare chance to hear this piece live and featured
find yet another new thing. Given the high dens- considered staging and technically perfect deliv-
ity of both such elements, LCMF deserves much ery (which transcended some balance issues
credit for daring to stage so many epic that were a little in favour of the electronics).
experiments. Similarly, her performance of Beat Furrer’s auf
Ben Zucker tönernen füssen (2001) – its UK premiere – with
Carin Levine was intimate, precise and engaging.
schismatics II (2007, rev. 2010) by Sam Hayden,
performed by the composer on live electronics
London Ear Festival and Mieko Kanno on Violectra violin, successful-
ly blended the electronic instrument and the live
The London Ear Festival is a small contempor- electronics and employed a wide range of tone
ary chamber music festival in London, now in colours. Also worthy of mention are Alexander
its fourth edition. The festival is centred on the Chernyshkov’s noise-based work rather blue
venues of the Cello Factory (its festival hub) (2012), for clarinet and piano prepared with
and the Warehouse, near Waterloo. Despite its small electronic devices, and Hannes Dufek’s
centrality and accessibility, the festival maintains band/linie/horizont Ib (2014) for piano and tape
a community and village feel: a sort of musical recorder: these pieces offered two perspectives
oasis. This year’s festival, running 9–13 March, on a blend of instrumental and lo-fi/DIY elec-
was timetabled against a number of other not- tronic sound which is currently popular but
able concerts in London – not least those cele- also proving potentially musically engaging.
brating Michael Finnissy’s seventieth year – and The effective combining of music theatre
so can be commended on its ability to draw audi- pieces commissioned by Alwynne Pritchard
ences despite this clash, suggesting, perhaps, that (vocalist and actor) as part of her DOG/GOD
it is genuinely offering something musically dif- (2015) project with Helmut Lachenmann’s Ein
ferent and desirable. Kinderspiel (1980), performed by Mary Dullea
London Ear does seem distinct in its program- (piano), was a particular highlight. As part of
ming. Although many of the composers on the this set, Adam de la Cour’s hysterical music the-
programme are well known and established, atre work Liber Canis (UK premiere) spilled over
such as Helmut Lachenmann, Luigi Nono, into the other works as the unpredicted loss of a
Elliott Carter and Heinz Holliger, there are not shoe was expertly managed, adding to the
often many opportunities to hear this music in absurdity of Helmut Oehring’s surreal bridal
the UK: the festival is a valuable addition to march in LostDOG and Vinko Globokar’s ani-
the contemporary music scene in this respect, malistic voice and percussion piece,
and a majority of the works were UK premieres. Metamorphosis, as Pritchard continued to per-
Well-known specialist contemporary music per- form them on an uneven keel. The expert and
formers were also showcased, including expressive performances from both musicians
Roberto Fabbriciani (flute), Carin Levine gave this portion of the concert a fantastical
(flute), Mieko Kanno (violin) and Rohan de and exciting atmosphere, and the programme
Saram (cello). However, there was also the structure, which alternated performances by
opportunity to discover less well-known names Pritchard and Dullea, invited the audience to
amongst them: in particular soprano Silje Aker consider each set of pieces differently in the
Johnsen stood out for her excellent performances light of the other.
of Nono, Lachenmann and Beat Furrer. The The integration of educational and develop-
music was similarly varied and not all familiar: ment opportunities for composers and perfor-
this year there was a focus on percussion, mers through many workshops and

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