Szemzõmusic
Once,
dropping into the Mirage sound studio, I was met with an unforgettable
image: on the far side of the studio, in the acoustic aquarium beyond
the glass wall, Szemzõ was just pressing a palm-sized pocket-radio
to his ear, twisting its tuner: he searched about in the ethereal chaos
with rapt attention. From time to time, chancing upon a suitable station,
he desisted with this, and he slowly waved the device a few times before
the microphone. Following the consummation of the appropriate movements,
he once again pressed the sound source to his ear and continued his
search. Music was just being made. The work, of course, was not exhausted
with this operation; alongside played his earlier recorded "pure"
musical measures, and the ambient, swirling overtones were placed onto
this, portioned out painstakingly.
This image offers an inside view, not only into the region of sources
of Szemzõ's compositions, but faithfully shows his artistic approach,
as well, which reacts to the sounds and traditions of the environment,
the "backdrop" in the broadest sense of the word. At the same
time, he does not allow for contextual pressure; he does not submit
himself to the requirements of the medium, the genre; he lives freely
with them and creatively adapts them as the threads of his own hand-woven
soundscapes.
This gesture of selection and hybridisation involves concrete sounds,
ambient noises and textual fragments, as well as the diverse musical
traditions and spiritual influences apparent in his works. The proportion
of intended and incidental elements in his pieces is indebted exactly
to this, in just the same way as the evolution of the relationship between
the author's intention and the performer's freedom. The situations developed
and the instructions given to the musicians during recording aspire
toward the elimination of conventions established in the various musical
spheres of pop and high culture. Thus the performers, rather than pursuing
the well-trodden course, are encouraged to seek uncommon solutions-and
upon hearing the results, it would appear that they have seized these
opportunities. They sound voices of never existing tonal universes,
or sometimes, by way of the silences setting in, they conjure up vistas
reaching into infinity, which nevertheless feel familiar. Timbres and
nuances, common and personal images of the recent past oscillate in
the captivating chain of their tonal colours. In an incredible density,
the yesterdays saturated with suffering and bliss, rippled with pain,
dissolve over them.
J.
A. Tillmann
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