What is this compulsion to get up in the middle of the night
and putter around making strange new noise? Not even the sirenís
call of television, the physical need for exercise, or threats of dire
consequences from employers about nodding off during meetings seem to
keep them from it. Despite the plaintive urging from spouses to return
to bed and feed the cat, their pallid visages remain lit up by the
ghostly glow of computer monitors, or they can be only heard running power
tools behind the locked doors of their workshops building god knows what.
They realize that no conventional radio station would ever play their
work, that no coffee house would let them set up in a corner and blat
away at the customers, that their extended relatives will respond with
polite incomprehension or outright incredulity when they try to describe
their passion over the turkey carcass. Untold millions throughout the
world suffer this experimental obsession. Theirs is an often-misunderstood
grass roots form of self expression.
In other words, theirs is the "Folk
Music of the 21st Century".
Welcome to Woodstockhausen,
a concert of folk music. Since 1998, this event has served as a creative
outlet for creators of the experimental and the just-plain-weird. Relax,
sit back, and lose yourself in the esoteric ...
"I think he should learn
from the art of transformation, so that what you find sounds completely
new, as I sometimes say, like an apple on the moon."
-- Stockhausen on Scanner
"When it gets too abstract...
I find it very difficult to digest..."
-- Scanner on Stockhausen
Since the very beginning of Woodstockhausen
in 1998, part of its off kilter personality has been the tradition
of ending the concert with an inexplicable ensemble work, usually
concocted deep on the ebb of the eleventh hour.
In 1998, it was Yanew Kasjonc reciting live Vogon
poetry with free jazz accompaniment and burning gasoline.
In 1999, it was The Kabukidooki Blowers and Flour Power performing
"H20" for water, electricity, pastry flour, and exploding
In 2000, The Millenium Ensemble INDUCTed all into a UNIVERSAL TRANCE
of ONENESS in their performance of "Fnord Ftoompsh".
In 2001, Yanew Kasjonc waddled back on stage to be symbolically
murdered by a mad lighting director wearing an ape suit and weilding
a bone, to more free jazz. We're still scratching our heads about
In 2002, it was "Barbie's Perfect Body" by Kinder Bender
... want to know what it was all about ... guess you will have to
come to the show next year.
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