SOUNDING CREATURE - CREATURE SONORE
When the music really touches... is not question of higher volume or virtuosity...when the music touches... the eyes ask to be closed... maybe this hapen... because music is made by sound and as the ancient indu and egyptians texts says:
“sound is not a conseguenze of a material event... but...it is the primary phenomenon”...
ALESSANDRO GANDOLA
soprano saxophone and laptop
THE ETHERSOLDS DIMENSIONS OF THE SOUND
FROM SOLO TO POLYPHONY
Live performance
of
EXTEMPORANEOUS MUSIC ART
ethersolid forms of sounding air
A couple of dice give me the king note of the performance. Nothing is prepare nothing is decided in advance, every note call the following one
Emptyness...
a gesture...a look...a thought...
emptiness...
an istant...an eternity...saliva in my mouth...asking for a meaning...other then the digestive one...
A wet reed...tighten lips and teeth..for control the blow... that comes out from the chest...and the reed vibes...and the blow becomes sound... and a chant take birth...and the fingers design a melody... that full fill the emptiness...
An istant...an eternity...saliva in the mouth, insatiable...asking again for a meaning... other...another note...for another melody... that full fill the emptiness...
An istant...an eternity...saliva...
Soul that need a sense..other...for full fill the...
emptyness
Lets say that the silence is a white canvas... the painter spread the colors on the canvas... and every time the colors obedient stay where the brush will pose it... the painter create and at the end...when he stop... there is a paint, a piece of art.
The musician...in a solo performance, is in front of the silence... as the painter is in front of the white canvas... but the similarity end up here... the musician is inside a multidomesional white canvas... I plunged myself into the silence...and when I blow a musical note...I paint the silence... or I give form to the shapeless silence... but the silence is an absorbent canvas... in one way the sound is its food... the silence absorbe every sound... So I keep blow the note until I have breath... but when I finish the breath... the note immediately start to vanishing into the silence...
Music is a mirror of life... both appear from nowhere and vanish into thin air... Performing music is possible to reach a state of absolute peace, in part because through the sound, is possible to control the relation that excist between life and dead. (Daniel Baremboin)
Music is made by sound substance and I treat the sound as an ethersolid material to mould. I dont create songs... I create ethersolid sounding forms dancing in the air
Blowing, the glass craftsman. create forms of glass... me blowing, I create forms of sounding air, and thanks to the modern recording tecnic, before that the silence will absorbe them to dead, I can capture them in the precise moment of there appearance, when they still are pure sounding creature living from my breath...
I wrote that they appear, because the difference between me and the craftsman is that I dont have in my mind a form to create, because play a free extemporaneous performance means that nothing is prepared in advance: a chance, a risk must be taken, I have to be confident, in intimacy with my saxophone, and I move through the alea, the realm where intuition, istinct, feelings and knowledge give togheter the best of them self into taking to life new musical ethersolid forms of beings... sounding beings.
Up to here I am describing a solo performance... but with the modern tecnology, immediately after the vanishing of these sounding beings in the silence... I can project there sound in the air... as a sound pictures... and on top of there sound pictures... I can improvise a new performance... and the procees can be repeated many times... in this way, starting from a pure solo performance I will end up in a polyphonic extemporaneous performance of Sounding forms dancing in the air.