I
was first acquainted with this work about 20 years ago when some friend
handed me a tape with what i thought then was a Tuxedomoon project
Joeboy in Rotterdam/San Francisco.
That
was the time when we were all trying to find something sockingly inspired
and inspiring, a new definition of sound. Myself, being an academic
world product, felt so tired with the insipidity of certain projects
like The Whitehouse or the Satanic Sunction and generally such things
that were incoherent and flashy just due to lack of form.
Joeboy
was none of the above. In one sentence: A bursting piece of lyricism
by Steven Brown embedded in a brilliantly constructed vacuum of tape
guitar noise by Peter Principle.
Twenty
five years have passed since this release and i haven't heard anything
as original and moving as this piece, surviving itself over thousands
of auditions well there's maybe another piece i can think of Alban
Berg's Woyzzeck.
Two
years ago i was teaching 20th century music, from Schoenberg
to Xenakis,
it somehow occured to me to refer to this lost tape, saying that i've
listened to a piece of music done in the eighties which is actually
to contemporary music what Schoenberg was to Irving
Berlin.
In
the age of technology, i did a search online and i finally found the
one responsible for this album.
If
some of you feel like examining whether the music you listen to, is
neoteric, then get hold of Joeboy, to reconsider your thesis on modernism.
Best
Wishes
