dedicated to the most badicle of all musique concrete dudes (and a horndog, too). miss ya, brofy.
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Presque Rien (Almost Nothing), composed by Luc Ferrari in 1970, documents a day on a beach. Ferrari's sound diary includes the sounds of insects and other animals, traffic, and human voices. He referred to this genre of his work, characterized by the use of sounds to tell a story, as 'anecdotal music'. In his words, "The problem is to try to express ideas, feelings, passing intuitions by different means to observe everyday life in all its realities, whether they are social, psychological or sentimental."
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The photo at the left shows Luc Ferrari in 1964. Courtesy GRM.
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http://www.elsaproductions.com/images/FarWest_sm.jpg uck the haterz.
― hstencil (hstencil), Tuesday, 23 August 2005 19:05 (twenty years ago)
whoa, you put those on your fone yet?
jammin' presque rien 1 in da house rite now.
― hstencil (hstencil), Tuesday, 23 August 2005 22:32 (twenty years ago)
Wait, why do we "miss" him? Is he gone???? say it ain't so. I haven't even clicked on frickin ILM yet. Bunch of douchebags. Please tell me Luc ain't gone.
Presque Rien 1 was a fuckin life-changer. I still remember EXACTLY where I was when I first listened. I still remember the exact body position, day of the week, time-of-day. Headspace. God bless him. He was totally enthralling at Chicago's MCA a few years back, in live duo performance with martin tetrault, and with grubbs and assorted others accompanying his prerecorded music. THE MAN.
― Stormy Davis (diamond), Wednesday, 24 August 2005 03:11 (twenty years ago)
http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a6/Sprad/ferrari4.jpgferrari & buchla, berkeley 2003. also some other people. (willie winant on the left). ok not the best shot with his eyes shut but ferrari was sharp and that spaceman jacket was incredible.
snapshot by tom djll.
― milton parker (Jon L), Wednesday, 24 August 2005 03:31 (twenty years ago)
hey stormy i was at that mca jam too, bro.
― hstencil (hstencil), Wednesday, 24 August 2005 04:25 (twenty years ago)
Luc Ferrari possessed a sparkling sense of humor and quality of focus or presentness that, for anyone lucky enough to have enjoyed his company, will be impossible to forget. In this lifetime, you might meet a handful of individuals whose work really speaks to you. Really sparks you . . .(Right now I¹m thinking about periods spent listening to "Presque Rien No.1"and "Tautologos 3" and "Unheimlich Schön" over and over again.) But when you meet one of those people, how often do you find that person¹s company an equally profound pleasure?
When I think of Luc, I think of his laugh and the musicality with which that laugh punctuated his storytelling. I think of his profound irreverence, his constitutional opposition to any kind of pomposity or pretentiousness and irreverence and an opposition that, as far as I could tell, were part of the fiber of his person. I think of the directness and concision with which he talked about music. I think of him as setting the terms by which his work succeeds or fails, and of him as being almost comically (hilariously, excellently, inspiringly) impervious to competing ideologies in contemporary music. I think of how he enjoyed traveling, I think of how he enjoyed meeting and working with much younger musicians (so long as they were secure in what they did, having one foot in music and the other in the business of sociality and knowing how to enjoy themselves), and I think of what a force of nature he and his wife Brunhild together constituted. I think of his pleasure in finding a decent bottle of wine behind bullet-proof glass at a liquor store in Brooklyn so that we could make the most of lunch at a diner. He didn¹t criticize the grilled cheese. I loved the way he dressed. If I get started, I¹m not going to want to stop. His music meant so much to me, and then I came to enjoy his company every bit as much and ultimately even more.
"Impossible to forget" is a tall order, hope against hope . . . but it¹s a way of saying that I want to be able to continue to savor the lovely, resolutely one-of-a-kind person that Luc Ferrari was. An utter original. Damn if I¹m not hearing that laugh this very instant . . .
-David Grubbs
― hstencil (hstencil), Friday, 26 August 2005 05:11 (twenty years ago)