Claus van Bebber - Akustische Werksübersicht 1977-1995

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Here's something in the cards I've kept to my chest for awhile. Once again, I had been graciously provided a rip of a long awaited object by a certain online friend. Like a needle reaching the run-out groove, the time since this exchange has allowed me the chance to share with all of you.

Bebber is a very interesting in the Improv scene, a turntablist of sorts like the experimental likes of Marclay and Tétreault. Although I would say he is more in line with the latter than the former, but comparisons are comparisons. Surprisingly jazzy in the trifle and noisy, too! Originally encased in a wooden tomb for collectors of limited editions. I guess that is why it costs up to 100 euros to even hear it. Until today!

Looking back on this a bit, I've become very interested in hearing the rest of this boutique's catalog. Some names I never heard of with some delectable style tags.

Ripped by Scramoutcha
Format : CD
Year : 1996
Country : Germany
Label : Edition Vicchi Ravaglia Goch

Various - No Idea Festival

Label : Spring Garden Music - 011 / Coincident Records - NI-001 / Ten Pounds To The Sound - 002
Country : US
Year : 2004
Format : CD

A thought popped in my head listening to this. Whether or not I can craft the right sequence of words to reflect this thought is anyone's guess. It goes like this, the best free improv/eai/etc. has a sound or timbre similar to that of the noises old rusty buildings or frameworks make.

Whether that was a fabrication can only be known to me, I never really consider releases like these to be especially memorable but that did stick in my head (not my craw) a bit. A compiling of various musical performances in Texas for the No Idea Festival in 2004, featuring my man Jack Wright and his various friends. One word I would use for Jack's brand of free jazz improvisation is vacuous, not in the sense that it is vapid or shallow but a timbral quality of his recordings. It just sounds empty, not in the sense of.... It sounds good, the saxophone is in its own little world in the space of the other noisemakers about around it. Stop and start.

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