Showing posts with label Bryan Lewis Saunders. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bryan Lewis Saunders. Show all posts

08/13/2010 Afterthought

Last Friday's show at the Hideaway was perhaps the most fulfilling set I've had in a long time. Days before I would not have thought that as the video card in my trusted Sager took a dump which presented a whole new opportunity to jam on some hardware. Bryan and I performed two pieces (Untitled, Hide and Play Dead) and executed them with unbridled intensity and passion. You truly had to be there (which by the way, where were you?)
Next up was Mannequin Hollowcaust, a veteran of the NETN noise scene and all around great guy. It seems MH has finally found his niche colliding power electronics with pre-war area mountain singer mashups. The result is a haunting delivery of Appalachia Experimentalism at its finest. Next up was Xrin Arms, which totally threw us a curve ball with a brilliantly executed set of underground hip hop. JC's own KILLBOT closed the night with a 20 minute set of chipped out gabbergrind. With an impromptu piece at the end discussing the terminology of Computer Science, who would of thought chanting HTML could be so fun?

07/28/2010 Afterthoughts...

Last Wednesday proved to be an excellent night. Hostage Pageant opened the night with a wonderfully executed analog noise set. Great use of textures ebbing and flowing from some hand built and custom gear that one rarely sees here in East TN. His set was short, my only complaint because I could've withstood another 30 minutes easy. Up next was yours truly. I pulled off a totally improvised set with the laptop and my Akai MPK25 controller using Reaktor and Atmospheres. I'll post the set in a day or so. Following me was Bryan Lewis Saunders. Prior to the show he had asked if I would join him and put a little mojo to what he had going on, which I gladly obliged. Here's a clip of our set.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1Qd5c31tB8

Sadly, I had to bail before The Growth went on. But rest assured, I could hear the tortured oscillators screaming as I was walking to my car. Thanks to everyone that could make it out.