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Monday, June 15th

Some sounds seem as though they’ve always been there—you just didn’t notice them until now.

Tim Hecker (right) & Daniel Lopatin (left), live, Belgium (Leuven), 2013


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art beat: yesterday at the Art Institute of Chicago

Claude Monet (1840-1926), Waterloo Bridge Sunlight Effect (1903)

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Tuesday, May 12th

sounds of Amsterdam

More of the Instant Composers Pool (ICP) Orchestra.*

Live, Chicago (Elastic Arts), 5/3/15


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art beat

Bruce Davidson (1933-), Palisades, New Jersey, 1958

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*Ab Baars, tenor saxophone; Tobias Delius, tenor saxophone; Michael Moore, alto saxophone; Thomas Heberer, trumpet; Walter Wierbos, trombone; Tristan Honsiger, cello; Mary Oliver, violin; Ernst Glerum, bass; Han Bennink, drums; with guest Guus Janssen (piano).

Thursday, May 7th

tonight in Chicago

She’ll be playing, with Douglas Ewart (reeds), Michael Zerang (drums), et al., at Elastic Arts.

Joëlle Léandre (bass), live, Jerusalem, 2011

Thursday, April 30th

tonight in Chicago

These folks—three reed players and a cellist from Chicago, along with a drummer from Norway—will be playing (and recording a live album) at a performing-arts center on the city’s northwest side (Elastic Arts).

Dave Rempis (saxophones), Keefe Jackson (reeds), Jason Stein (bass clarinet), Tomeka Reid (cello), Tollef Østvang (drums), live, Lafayette, Ind., 4/25/15

Saturday, April 18th

never enough

Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750), Suite No. 3 in C major for Unaccompanied Cello; Anner Bylsma, live, 2000


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art beat: Thursday at the Art Institute of Chicago

Paul Gauguin (1848-1903), Vase in the Form of an Exotic Plant, 1886/87

Style: "Japanese baskets"

 

Thursday, April 16th

astonishing

Lee Hyla (1952-2014), String Quartet No. 4 (1999); Spektral Quartet, live, Northwestern University (Evanston, Ill.), 2011

Tuesday, April 14th

yesterday in Chicago

He played a version of this, wonderfully, along with Steve Reich’s “New York Counterpoint” and Duke Ellington’s “Come Sunday,” at the Chicago Cultural Center.

James Falzone, “Sighs Too Deep For Words,” live (studio performance), 2011

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random thoughts

Why settle for a mirror when you could have a window?

Sunday, April 12th

MCOTD Hall of Fame

Dorothy Love Coates (1928-2002), “How Much More”


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random sights

yesterday, Ashland Ave. at 19th St., Chicago

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Sunday, April 5th

father & son

Pastor Brady Blade Sr. (with Brian Blade [guitar] and Mama Rosa), “Amazing Grace,” live, Shreveport, La., 1/30/15


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reading table

God’s Grandeur
by Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

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random sights

last night, Nelson St. near Western Ave., Chicago

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Saturday, April 4th

sounds old and new

Nathan Davis (mbira, electronics), Simple Songs of Birth and Return
Live, Chicago, 2014


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reading table

In the fifth century, the sun used to rise every morning and lie down to sleep every evening just as it does now. In the morning, as the first sunbeams kissed the dew, the earth would come to life and the air would fill with sounds of joy, hope, and delight, while in the evening the same earth would fall silent and be swallowed by stern darkness. Day was like day, night like night.

—Anton Chekhov (1860-1904), “Without a Title” (translated from Russian by Robert Chandler [Anton Chekhov’s Selected Stories, Cathy Popkin, ed.])