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Artist: Marchetti / Noetinger / Werchowski

Album: Marchetti / Noetinger / Werchowski

Label: Corpus Hermeticum

Review date: Aug. 22, 2004


Electroacoustic music has to be one of the slipperiest labels around. It could denote scrupulously sculpted combinations of orchestral and taped sounds, or somebody rattling two headphones against a board. Originally applied to the products of months of intensive studio work, in the past few years it’s also been applied to improvised music such as that included on this CD.

Lionel Marchetti and Jérôme Noetinger play electroacoustic devises (otherwise known as tape decks, amplifiers, and microphones) on this CD’s two half-hour long improvisations; Mathieu Werchowski plays violin. The first two men kick up an impressively varied array of whizzes, scrapes, whistles, groans, blips, and bleeps, all dynamically arranged with both intuitive intelligence and a fine appreciation for a good racket.

Werchowski tends to assert himself by holding one texture or gesture while the sounds of electricity and metal under duress surge around him -- his conservatory trained technique makes him the one idiomatic voice in an untranslatable babel. This one will sit well with fans of early AMM or Voice Crack’s more restrained recent work.



By Bill Meyer

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