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| Victoria Jordanova’s new album is driven by two impulses. Both are highly creative: the first comes from the very fiber of her being as an artist who both composes and performs; the second from her taste as a curator of new music, a taste formed by that very creative activity. In the first case, Jordanova defies categories. She is a virtuoso harpist, but she has never been content to take the standard route associated with her instrument. A variety of types of harps are used, referencing different traditions of performance. Technologies of many different stripes come into play from piece to piece. In short, the harp is not the end for Jordanova, only a means to a far larger field of play. And of course she is a composer. And not only is her creative voice on display in the two works of her own in this collection, it is also clearly there in the presentation of the other works. For the Cox pieces, the composer and harpist have collaborated by arranging music originally written for piano. The Cage is in fact a “multiplication” of a work usually known as the sparest sort of setting. And the Rochberg is subtly shaped by its encounter with technology, to bring out new shadings of color and depth. As for the second, her “curating” of this program, she shows great sensitivity to the mix of the music. One work is by a peer she admires, two by now historic twentieth century American masters, two by herself. And the works of course show great range. Cox’s two pieces are lyrical and rigorous at once, suggesting an intersection between modernist formalism and minimalist process. The Cage is a languid gem from his early period. The Rochberg is one of the monuments of the contemporary harp literature, a mix of the modern and the romantic, a feast of expressive moments, like facets of a diamond viewed as it rotates. And Jordanova’s own music completely reimagines the instrument, taking it into realms of rich texture and layering previously unheard. The title of this disc, from the Cage, is more than just a convenient label. The whole concept of the program is that of landscape. This very concept comes with a double meaning. All of the works on this disc suggest relations to nature, outdoor space, the realm of the earth. But also, each work itself is an environment, a space where music can unfold, not encumbered by the usual demands of “straight-line” narrative development. This is music that we enter into, that we can inhabit as listeners. We are not driven to follow a single line, either internally or at the demand of the composer. Rather we are allowed a space for contemplation, and the discovery of beauty. Cindy Cox's two pieces are written for electric celtic harp (which provides an especially clear and bright sound, completely in keeping with the music). The first, The blackbird whistling/Or just after (2006), features rippling arpeggios whose harmonic content is derived from the overtone series. The result is fresh and natural, yet also one senses a strong structure behind the surface. Hierosgamaos IV (2005) is a much more meditative work. A repeated E tolls in the middle register, against which one hears wisps of melody, and small sparkling outbursts. John Cage's In A Landscape (1948) is best known as an extremely simple and lyric single melody, played on piano or harp. Jordanova has taken this source and elaborated it by multitracking it upon itself three times, using pedal harp with contact microphone. The resultant heterophonic canon now suggests something quite different from the original. Instead of a single object--the tune--in a vast resonant landscape, we have instead the objectthrough its multiplicationbecoming the landscape itself. One sees the tune in echoes of itself, receding into the distance, towards the horizon. George Rochberg's Ukiyo-E (Pictures from the Floating World) (1976), is a sort of kaleidoscope or mobile, a series of gorgeous moments which alternate and cycle from one to the next, creating a dreamy space for contemplation and sensuous delight. Not only Asian, but Mahleresque and impressionistic tropes meander through the sound's frame. Jordanova has arranged the settings of her processing so as to bring out a far greater variety of colors than one usually hears in the piece. And the gentle swoosh of the amplification's gating even seems to create a blossom that opens and closes on each musical moment. Jordanova’s own music shows her deep understanding of her own instrument, through her ability to use unusual performance techniques for specific sonic goals. Thus in the 2005 Secret Life of Bees, scored for 6 electro acoustic harps and premiered at The 9th World Harp Congress in Ireland, performs it herself via multi-tracking. The first movement, “Swarm”, is an essay in the classic “murmuring” technique of bisbigliando. The result is delicate and unnerving at the same, just the like natural model which is its inspiration. The second, “Beehive”, creates a drone background for gentle scraping sounds and harmonics, using an electric toothbrush! The effect is like something completely electronic, though of course the source is her touch on her instrument. And the final movement, “Go to Work”, is a concise essay in slyly mechanical ostinatos of many different kind of harmonics. For her 2005 Three Meditations (for two amplified acoustic pedal harps), Jordanova creates her own “floating world”. This work comes in part from her experience of making a realization of Cage’s Postcard from Heaven, featured on the first ArpaViva release. Pentatonic pitch sets give the framework for a space in which sounds blossom, recede, and evaporate, constantly replaced by new events that float to the surface like bubbles in a pond. A last personal note: I am writing these notes while living in Tokyo for three months. Jordanova’s music has accompanied me over the city on my iPod, creating a soundtrack for one of the most stimulating and chaotic of postmodern urban environments. And the contrast of my current landscape with her series of imaginary ones has created a special space for me, one that opens up contemplation even in seeming chaos. Robert Carl, May 2007 Radical, traditional, original, archetypalneither modernist nor neo-tonal, Cindy Cox derives her “post-tonal” musical language from acoustics, innovations in technology, harmonic resonance, and poetic allusion. Naturally unfolding through linked strands of association, timbral fluctuation, and cyclic temporal processes, her compositions synthesize old and new musical designs. Much has been written about this legendary American composer,a pioneer of chance music, non-standard use of musical instruments, and electronic music. Though he remains a controversial figure, he is generally regarded as one of the most important composers of his era. In addition to his composing, Cage was also a philosopher and writer. Gorge Rochberg (1918-2005) Victoria Jordanova is a composer and harpist who melds experimental techniques and electronics with classical training. “She has a tightly controlled focus to her work, a singularity of vision” Roddy Schrock wrote in the NewMusicBox Magazine. Victoria Jordanova, June 2007
This is the second release from ArpaViva, even though the company mistakenly maintains on the CD itself that it’s the first one… Their real first one Postcard from Heaven was a sensation in its own right, duly reviewed as such in many magazines and e-zines worldwide. Victoria Jordanova is the hovering spiritual suspension behind these phonograms, soaring in zero gravity harp measures, in and out of the mindsets of listeners and unsuspecting soul drifters. Jordanova uses a variety of harps and swings their lofty or humusy properties through technologies of her choice, always shaping new realms of audio; never playing it safe, never retorting to clichés or down-home formulas or principles. She never lets tradition wear her down. On the contrary, she shakes all those gluey, sticky memories off. This is a rare quality, not least among contemporary and avant-garde artists, who oftentimes are the most traditional ones, sticking to and canonizing an avant-gardism that was in swing a few decades earlier, in the 1960s or -70s. That’s how it appears in Sweden, where avant-garde is spelled traditionalism, I’m sorry to say. Victoria Jordanova, on the other hand, breathes fresh air and moves through uncharted sonorities, which may contain shades and nuances of familiarities, but which, nonetheless, never completely enters those well-trodden paths. Her music moves in that spellbinding dream angle where everything is a wee bit off; rubbing off that hard-to-define strangeness on your present moment in the continuous flow of existence. Such an originality and non-conforming stubbornness can’t be found many places. Two other such places are Björk and Karlheinz Stockhausen. I’m trying to get Björk the Polar Prize of Music, and I keep an electrifying connection up and running with Stockhausen, who, at 79, is the youngest person in contemporary music, which his latest work Cosmic Pulses amply proves! The CD starts with two works by Cindy Cox, for electric Celtic harp. Track 1. Cindy Cox: The blackbird whistling / Or just after (2006) [3:53] This rippling haste over more extended tilting planes that reflect life hither and thither perfectly balances speed and rest, proving to be but two aspects of the same occurrence. Clarity is a glitter sparkle here, alien-dancing across the great divide of a distant world by a lone dancer who can only be reached by involuntary dreams and the pure chance of a ray of light in a dewdrop on a pine needle elsewhere, always elsewhere. The fragrance in this music originates on the soft skin of a fay in the corner of your eye, on the periphery of consciousness. Love. Track 2. Cindy Cox: Hierosgamos IV (2005) [3:53] This sports a repetitious, endlessly tolling tone, that in fact makes me think of a metronome keeping the beat, the way I’ve heard it in a piece by electronic music guru Lars-Gunnar Bodin. Three recurring darker tones, stepping downwards, bring a certain sense of melody, albeit rudimentary, to this very sparse and ascetic tune… but this mist-like, meager property allows your listening a fuller intake of those tones that DO sail by, given you a denser sensation than an actual dense composition: one of those playful contradictions of the laws of physics and perception. The meditation of Hierosgamos IV brings the smiling face of John Cage through the mere of inaccessibility that I keep around my own vulnerability. The pleasure of absentminded concentration. Track 3. John Cage: In a Landscape (1948) [6:04] And here he is, the Cage, un-caged as ever in Victoria Jordanova’s rendition through trice layered pedal-harp with contact microphones, in a fairy-of-the-river-bend-under-fern magic, in a sheer Somerset beauty that moves me to tears and a joy of sound that completely permeates the cloud of electrons that make me up. Wonder world, Jordanova spell! Yes, music out of photographs yellowed with age. Time sifting like sand over wrinkled hands; the love of a mother assuring you that all will be well, even though you’ve taken that fateful step into the suffering of a body… The craving for light. Track 4. George Rochberg: Ukiyo-E (Pictures from the Floating World) (1976) [12:53] By far the longest piece on Jordanova’s CD, Ukiyo-E (Pictures from the Floating World), is described in the booklet as “a sort of kaleidoscope or mobile, a series of gorgeous moments which alternate and cycle from one to the next, creating a dreamy space for contemplation and sensuous delight.” Track 5. Victoria Jordanova: Secret Life of Bees: Swarm (2005) [3:11] The rest of the CD presents Jordanova’s own compositions. Swarm from Secret Life of Bees is the first one, and is said to constitute “an essay into the classic murmuring technique of bisbigliando”! Be that as it may! Track 6. Victoria Jordanova: Secret Life of Bees: Beehive (2005) [5:59] Emerging on a fabulous drone and a wheezing of bow, Beehive brings an Australian telegraph wire meditation through the Outback of your mind. The booklet, however, lets on that Jordanova uses an electric toothbrush to achieve these desertland spaces. Further on up she lets the drone dissipate into a prickly pointillism of knuckled buckets, backyardish, maple tree swingish. Weathered. Track 7. Victoria Jordanova: Secret Life of Bees: Go to Work (2005) [1:48] Fingers playfully scratching and picking, resounding in small audionettes, falling all around like chestnuts, delicious through the season of mud and decay, of humus and fungi, of earthworms and coleopterous beings: insignificant details running at high velocities in the soil. Music running for cover. A brilliant display of colorful details dashing off like cock-roaches in the kitchen when you turn on the light at 3 AM (as I remember it from Blackwell apartments, Dallas, in 1979) Fright of the little ones. Survival Kit Kitty! Then last three pieces are collected under the heading Three Meditations, scored for two amplified acoustic pedal harps. Track 8. Victoria Jordanova: Three Meditations: Trill (2005) [4:17] Then sound is larger here, filling a dome of space with maroon, yellow and silver: figures flashing up against darkness; icons painted with sable brush, rising out of matter into mind, Victoria Jordanova providing the latticework of existence, quavering from her harp in stringent stringy strangeness: alien thoughts meddling at the shell of ego. Track 9. Victoria Jordanova: Three Meditations: Irish (2005) [1:52] A deep voice below, and a lyric performance practice that once again brings me eastward, in a mezzo mode, perhaps to Japan, my mind still oozing with Tibetan recollections from the former piece and my friend Zoë’s journeys. This piece is so brief, but it could go on for a long time, a full CD, because you could base a meditation practice on it, in loose, relaxed concentration. Track 10. Victoria Jordanova: Three Meditations: Happy (2005) [3:13] The rippling, bursting flow of bulging tones appear as through water or crystal, like sea weed moving in elegant, ceremonious, courtly motions: light seeping down from above. My hands are touching a thick, uneven body of glass, sensual, even erotic; the roots of existence finding a path into the center of the planet. All is connected. Thank you, Victoria |
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