Keith ROWE (b.1940) and Graham LAMBKIN 
          Over C [12:00] 
          Making A [15:15] 
          Wet B [15:15] 
          Keith Rowe (contact mic/objects/field recordings)
          Graham Lambkin (contact mic/objects/room) 
          rec. 2013, Empty Stage Studios, Poughkeepsie, New York, USA. DDD 
          ERSTWHILE RECORDS 067 [42:30] 
        
         Collaboration is a complicated beast, and failed 
          species come a dime a dozen. It is not enough that both collaborators’ 
          voices are heard in equal measure, though even that seemingly simple 
          conceit doesn’t occur as often as might be expected. Many collaborative 
          efforts feature a dominant performer while the other takes the proverbial 
          back seat to the music’s detriment. The best situations arise 
          when the combined artistry and all its attendant elements produce a 
          third voice, a combination that adds up to more than the sum of its 
          component parts. 
            
          Making A marks the first time these two contemporary music veterans 
          have worked together, and its remarkable success is attributable to 
          the merging of styles to create a narrative that transcends each artist’s 
          unique and well-developed musical language. 
            
          MusicWeb International readers may not be familiar with the New York-based 
          Erstwhile label, but since the turn of the millennium, it has been fostering 
          just this type of fruitful collaboration in a genre very loosely, and 
          controversially, labeled Electroacoustic Improvisation, or EAI, a topic 
          to be discussed at greater length in a forthcoming label feature. For 
          now, think of EAI as mixing a distant relation to John Cage’s 
          post-1950 music, where contact microphones explore minute sounds in 
          detail, with the work of Alvin Lucier, where characteristics of an environment 
          are exposed. Many of the pivotal releases in this genre, and on Erstwhile, 
          have included Keith Rowe. Since he began to play guitar on a tabletop 
          in the middle 1960s during his long tenure with the ensemble known as 
          AMM, slowly dismembering the instrument and incorporating all manner 
          of devices into his sonic arsenal, he has redefined the roles of guitarist, 
          improviser, composer and musician in more ways than the scope of this 
          review will encompass. This, however, is the first release where not 
          a note of guitar is heard. Instead, he employs field recordings and 
          contact microphones to capture the timbres of his drawing and sketching 
          up close, as Rowe has always been equally interested in visual and sonic 
          arts. Graham Lambkin shares Rowe’s diversity, fusing the visual 
          arts and sound recordings in his own work. It was his 2007 album Salmonrun 
          that first caught Rowe’s attention, and the collaboration took 
          place in early 2013 at Lambkin’s Poughkeepsie New York residence. 
          
            
          There are no notes provided, so the ear and mind are left free to interpret. 
          On one level, the disc presents a straightforward sound-picture of Rowe’s 
          journey to New York, capturing ambiences of the airport, a plane flight 
          and the house where he and Lambkin recorded together. Yet, as the rolled 
          suitcases, airport announcements and passers-by dissolve into the droning 
          sounds of flight as the first of the three long pieces proceeds, the 
          ever-changing sound of drawing implement in motion becomes apparent. 
          Those rustlings, broad strokes and refined shadings form the one constant 
          throughout the disc’s changing environments and craggy soundscapes. 
          
            
          The first track, with the possibly punning title “Over C”, 
          is a freely fantastic distillation of the plane trip, replete with stacked 
          recurrences and jump-cut switches in perspective similar to those found 
          on Lambkin’s collaborations with sound artist Jason Lescaleet. 
          The subsequent two tracks may comprise similar procedures, but they’re 
          more serene, any juxtaposition rooted deep in the mundanities of what 
          Rowe, in titling his first solo album, called A Dimension of Perfectly 
          Ordinary Reality. The room sound pervades everything, and it’s 
          only at the beginning of “Wet B” that a wild sonic intrusion 
          from the past occurs. Is that a plane’s lavatory in royal flush? 
          
            
          It is easy to catalogue what is being heard. I’m now confronted 
          with a dilemma similar to those first attempting to find language suitable 
          for describing the innovations of late Beethoven: how is it possible 
          to make sense of such powerful abstraction that isn’t really abstraction 
          at all? My own method is to look for unity, the unity inherent in the 
          diversity of everyday sound as it is presented here. Despite the multitudinous 
          timbres from which these soundscapes are constructed, there is a pervading 
          stillness throughout, a meditative quality that not even the jarring 
          airport announcements can dispel. The open and closed drone of plane 
          and room are captured in such a way that comparison is both unavoidable 
          and quite natural. My attention is continuously drawn to timbral length 
          and contrast, so that the sound of gently running water complements 
          the slow drag and patient percussives of what sounds like utensil on 
          pottery. Even the flushing sounds, stacked in steps during the first 
          track’s conclusion, soothe instead of simply stimulating. When 
          the vast crinklings of the second track dissolve into liquid silence 
          at its end, we get the closest thing to a climax in the whole 42 minutes. 
          Through it all, like the commentaries in Boulez’s Marteau Sans 
          Maître, Rowe’s intricate drawing encapsulates each environment. 
          Like a magician, he conjures sounds in and out of existence by emulating 
          and offsetting them, his strokes in perfect tune with a passing car, 
          the slowly changing resonances of Lambkin’s room recordings, each 
          drop of water as its delicate rhythms and pitches echo slightly and 
          fade. His efforts lead to a few expressions of human travail along the 
          way, these vocal utterances taking the place of the fleeting skin-on-string 
          guitar notes gracing previous projects, such as last year’s stunning 
          September. 
            
          Perhaps, beyond all else, Making A is a study in the encapsulation 
          of passing time. As in much music that post-dates Walter Ruttman’s 
          pioneering film piece Wochenende of 1930, sounds are highlighted, 
          becoming larger than life in cinematic fashion, drawing attention to 
          each other, but they are presented in stark opposition for more conventional 
          musical effect. Here, an additional layer is added, so that a large 
          chunk of time is dissected, laid bare in detail even as it seems to 
          go by without interruption. With each listen, new levels of detail and 
          relationship emerge as something as simple as a space reveals its internal 
          workings, the lives passing through it, and the resonances that reflect 
          its structure, history and evolution. This music is as intricate as 
          it is straightforward, and like Berg’s Wozzeck, its developmental 
          devices are concealed beneath the effortless mastery of sound and narrative 
          at music’s heart. 
            
          Marc Medwin