AdHoc x Northern Spy Present
Rhys Chatham and Oneida
Tredici Bacci, Amirtha Kidambi Elder Ones
129 Russell St.
Brooklyn, NY, 11222
This event is all ages
RHYS CHATHAM altered the DNA of rock. The New York-born composer began as a classically-trained prodigy, but by 1975, Chatham was fusing the overtone-drenched minimalism of John Cale and Tony Conrad with the relentless, elemental fury of the Ramones. It was an inspired amalgamation — the textural intricacies of the avant-garde colliding with the visceral punch of electric guitar-slinging punk rock — and with it Chatham created a new type of urban music. Raucous and ecstatic, this sound energized the downtown New York scene throughout the late 1970s and early 1980s, prefigured the No Wave movement and cast a huge influence over the subsequent work of Chatham's many protégés, including Glenn Branca and future members of Sonic Youth.
"For years Rhys Chatham's music has been more heard about than heard. While his work languished out of print, disciples such as Sonic Youth have gone to the bank with his sound. Chatham's sonic vocabulary is an inspired marriage of minimalist structures, rock cadences and glittering overtones obtained from massed electric guitars played in unusual tunings at crushing volume. [His] knack for garbling indelible melodies in gorgeous sonorities makes them as attractive as ever today."
"Blue Oyster Cult and Kiss might've made noises about guitar armies, but it took composer Rhys Chatham to actually deploy one. And there's no other way to say this: It rocks."
"A huge reckoning with one of the downtown greats looming larger than the Federal Reserve building. Chatham is huge... a crowning achievement."
No band has been so praised for such a wide range of music over the last ten years than Brooklyn's Oneida. Nobody has come close to matching their output of dazzlingly creative, uncategorizable music. Psychedelia, minimalism, maximalism, one-step, infinitewave, blah blah blah blah... it's all there, all the time.
Tredici Bacci, a 14-piece group of musicians all under the age of 30, sounds, to the thoughtful listener, like a celebration. A celebration not of a genre of music, but rather of an era, and, more specifically, the aspects of an era which perhaps have been glossed over by conventional history. Tredici Bacci is celebrating the strange, somewhat seedy, schmaltzy and smooth aspects of 1960s-70s popular culture - our songs are cries in honor to the many artifacts which seem now to be the strange leavings of a recently liberated nation - nay, the sensuous oddities leftover from an entirely different world! Tredicci Bacci is a living homage to french pornography, to italian slasher films, to pop psychedelia! A musical shrine dedicated to bright colors! flugelhorns! sing-song and sexy dialogue! To the Mondo! Absurd romanticism! The sumptuous beauty of strings, to never-ending sambas, to the breakdown of western civilization! Up with Ennio! Up with Bacharach! Let our cries be heard and let no man nor woman forget that they were meant to be sexy! To be sultry! To cry tears of lost love over a backdrop of paisley and powder blue! Huzzah!