
Immersound at The Others, London August 6th
by fourm on August 8, 2010
Nestled  amongst the hurly burly of the hinterlands of Hackney and Stamford Hill  is the alternative arts/music space known as The Others, situated in a  former industrial site on Manor Road. This is to be the location of the  inaugural event promoted by the newly formed Soundfjord organisation,  based in London, UK, featuring renowned sound artists from around the  globe. Curators Helen Frosi and Andrew Riley have here assembled a  representative cross section of the current sonic arts community,  featuring established artists, and introducing burgeoning talent. Within  the framework of the increasingly maligned and marginalised genre of  sound art, this is no mean feat, however Frosi and Riley wisely manage  to enroll the talents of Yann Novak and Robert Curgenven to bolster the  event’s status, both being recent additions to the USA’s prestigious  LINE imprint curated by Richard Chartier, and NVO recent additions, i8u  and FOURM, alongside Dragon’s Eye (Novak’s own imprint) stalwart Ian  Hawgood, and relative newcomers, Mimosa Moize  Mimosa Moize open the evening with rapturous swathes of tonal and  textural elegance, taking a highly restrained approach that is to be the  essential theme of the evening. The duo of Lucia Chung and Martin J  Thompson set their stall early, intently crouched over laptops, their  work envelops and swirls with graceful, understated activity. Sadly, the  set is curtailed by what appears to be an ailing mixing desk, and the  duo exit the stage, discontent, but doubtless having learned some of the  lessons that live performance brings to bear.  The new set by yours truly (FOURM), showcases a work called  “interval.impuls”, loosely based on the Method and Area series of  recordings, informed by and through architecture, and using the  resonance and harmonics of the performance space to evoke curious and  engaging sonic patterns. Performed in near total darkness, the overall  effect was (hopefully) intense, with cyclic patterns and tonal bursts  revolving around a continuously (r)evolving resonant bass-scape. Not  being a fan of live presentations on the laptop, I am an unwilling  spectator of my own works, and the success (or not) of the piece depends  on others more qualified than I to comment upon. Ian Hawgood took to  the performance space with a burst of endearing good cheer and a brief  explanation of his recent work with gamelan music and instruments  recently purchased from the far east. The husband and wife duo are  crouched on the floor for the duration of the set, with wife striking  copper bells, and Hawgood himself crash editing and sampling them,  fusing them into his now trademark soundscapes, best exemplified by his  recent Snow Roads release on Dragon’s Eye. The overall effect is a  slightly dreamy, murky gamelan, that to these ears at least would have  benefitted from more volume in order to impose itself on the space. That  said, the net result was interesting, but once again suffering from  interference and unwanted crackle from deficient P.A. wiring. Yann  Novak, to those sadly uninitiated souls, hails from the seething  metropolis that is Los Angeles, and his more recent works are a harsh  counterpoint to what one imagines is a city brimming with activity.  Novak’s works are elegantly rendered affairs, taking tones and textures  and overlaying and interlacing them with a poise and grace that  resembles Richard Chartier’s early forays, however, this is no pallid  derivative of Chartier’s work. Naturally, the two have met and performed  in the same spaces, yet Novak has carved his own identity into his  work, and is here presenting works simultaneously with an installation  “Stillness”, also curated by Soundfjord. The entire performance, once  again takes place in near darkness, an eerie silence befalls the  audience who are doubtless enraptured by Novak’s exquisite tonal  renderings.  The diminutive figure of France Jobin, aka i8u, takes to the  performance space almost unnoticed, closely followed by a series of  muscular, energetic sounds the like of which it is hard to imagine her  crafting. “Crafting” here is the key word, and as the piece unfolds, it  reveals multiple layers and textural shifts, alongside subtle interplays  of dynamics and the building of tension, this for me is one of the high  points of the evening, and in uncharacteristic unrestrained manner, I  let out a loud whoop as Jobin’s set ends, such is the joy that I felt at  such an elegantly crafted work. Having never encountered the work of  Robert Curgenven, who only recently burst onto my radar, through having  his sublime “Oltre” work just released on LINE, I was intrigued as the  man strode in predatory manner, barefoot towards a triptych of record  decks, with all manner of bowls and wine glasses strewn around him. The  intensity of Curgenven’s work is mirrored by the man himself, whose mild  manner and effortless sense of humour dissipate once he enters his  space. At soundcheck, Curgenven is scrupulously principled, instantly  winning my admiration as he verbally emits a series of clicks and clucks  to test the natural acoustics of the space, and then sets about pushing  the equipment and the technician to their absolute limits. Curgenven is  obviously a man who resists any form of compromise, and his performance  is as engaging visually as it is acoustically. Once again marred by the  ailing P.A. Curgenven halts his activities to adjust the speaker’s  crackling wiring system, only to once again ignite the space with  sensuous feedback, and swirling harmonics. It’s a warm, soupy blend that  really should be rich and multi –tonal, vivified with sparkling  harmonics, and a decidedly bottom heavy affair, but we have to settle  for what the ailing rock P.A, ( and presumably slightly bemused  soundman) are able to offer.  Technical difficulties aside, this was an encouraging first outing  for the Soundfjord organisation, and doubtless, after the initial  licking of wounds, promises to carve out a unique path for the UK’s  woefully under-represented sonic arts community, as well as visitors  with the clout and kudos of Novak. Th event billed itself as “An evening  of momentous sonic environments,absorbing, contemplative sound  sculpture + sublime, immersive sound art”, and to most of the folks that  I spoke with, that remit was admirably filled. The necessary  limitations with regard to a specialised space, top quality sound  equipment and adequate funding will always rear their ugly head,  particularly in marginalised art forms that deserve better, but as  events go, and if lessons are learned, the venture has the potential to  fill a gap in the sonic arts that is long overdue, and my respect and  admiration for the artists and promoters alike is unbounded.  Baz Nichols – WHITE_LINE / FOURM/ Level August 2010