01 Godot is Coming I
02 Hands III
03 Hands
04 Tape I
05 Tape II
06 Tape III
07 Hands II
08 Godot is Coming II
09 Tap Type
All by Goh Lee Kwang. Composed, Performed, Recorded between 2005 - 2008, Malaysia.
Painting by Melissa Lin
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Review(s)
The WireOn
Hands, recorded between 2005 and 2007, Malaysian sound artist Goh Lee
Kwang's instrument of choice is an old Roland Jupiter analogue synth,
but toy keyboards, saxophones, bass and drums also thrown into the pot
and merrily melted down by Max/MSP. Steering carefully between the
unbridled hedonism of vintage synth outing - Pauline Oliveros's early
work comes to mind - and there ecstatic noodling of latterday
neo-psychedelia, the opening "Godot Is Coming I" revels in primitive
awfulness of the instrument, mercilessly exploiting its wayward
intonation, farty parps, loopy swoops like childlike glee. Electronic
music hasn't been this much fun since Vernon Elliott's inspired
doodling in the BBC Radiophonic Workshop for Oliver Postgate's
Clangers. But it's not all fun and games: the ominous thudding
percussion of "Hands III" is intercut with thunderous woofer-unfriendly
rumbles and high register shrieks worthy of Kevin Drumm.
It's a display of openminded eclecticism typical of Kwang, whose musical tastes range from the austere static drizzle of
Drone with Tim Blechmann to the gnarly no-input mixing board of 2007's
Good Vibrations.
Here the album title is significant - for all its hi and lo tech
wizardry, this is good old hands - on composition, with a fine ear and
shrewd sense of pacing and structure, and Kwang's most exciting and
varied release since 2002's
Nerve Center.
- Dan Warburton -
Music Emissions
Goh
Lee Kwang has, over a series on limited releases, explored sound in a
way that is minimal in construction, but large in impact. Often that
impact can be madness, as repetition and quirky "rhythms" can be heard
either as random compositional results or torture. My sense is that he
is fine with any reaction. "Hands" features nine tracks that burp, stop
and go, screech and sit still. Most seem to have been improvised using
tapes and other assorted manipulated sound effects.
At least by
title, the main inspirations here are hands (three tracks), Godot (2)
and four preoccupied with tape. Are they meant to evoke waiting?
Moments that can be erased or leave their marks on the body? Hard to
tell. What vocals there are tend to be non-sensical but insistent,
kinda child-like, kinda childish. Yet the slightly odd menace of the
music does not imply innocence. Go figure.
"Hands" is fairly
lengthy investment into a sonic world that seems filled with secrets we
are not meant to know, but to speculate on. Goh Lee Kwang has always
drawn a line between those who will want to investigate his music, and
those who will not. This one is worth a chance.
- Mike Wood -
Vital Weekly 691So
far we have heard Goh Lee Kwang playing no input mixers in a variety of
releases, on CD, CDR and MP3, but somehow I think this new release is
something a bit different. It says composed, performed, recorded
between 2005-2008 on the cover, and it seems, somehow, somewhere to me,
that he uses instruments here. Synthesizers perhaps, sound effects may
be. I might however be totally wrong about this. You never know for
sure when its not told, right. He plays these however in his usual
style.
Goh Lee Kwang is a man who likes his things to be forceful, present but not necessarily superloud. More
direct, in your face. His approach in these nine tracks is that of
stutter, stop and play. It seems (again, it seems, I know), he
approaches one set of sounds and plays with them. A bit like serious
avant-garde electronic music but then fully improvised. MEV solo, if
that is something you can imagine - well, I surely can.
This is not music that you could play 'just for fun' for a while, but something that requires you full awareness. Otherwise I think one can easily be annoyed by it.
But if you set yourself to it, then it unfolds a pleasant sort of rawness. The beauty of power, and the sadness of decay. A very fine work, perhaps the best I heard from him so far.
- Frans de Waard -
Norman RecordsIt's
not often we get CDs from Malaysia, but this Goh Lee Kwang CD came
right across the planet and landed in our stereo system and what a joy
it is. At least to these ears. Hands begins with some really cool
synths that sound like racing cars accelerating. Then we're into
crackling and bubbling electronics with a primal beat that Brett says
"sounds like someone that has had a lobotomy banging on a cell". You
know I've never heard of this sound artist before but I really dig what
I'm hearing. I'd recommend this for anyone into experimental synthesis
type gear. You can really just lose your self in the abstract sounds
and build your own little universe, and I always reckon with this type
of stuff you're only limited by your imagination as this is such a
colorful palate of alien sounds. The sounds of machines speaking to
each other in some coded language on 'Tape 1' would give the likes of
Hecker's computer music a run for its money. Out on his own Herbal
International label. Impressive stuff.
- Ant -
Monsieur DelireDe
tout ce que j’ai entendu de l’artiste sonore Goh Lee Kwang, Hands est
de loin son disque le plus divertissant. Sans compromettre ses
recherches aux confins des textures sonores, il se laisse aller ici à
une certaine forme de facétie, de jeu. Je suis prêt à parier qu’il
s’est particulièrement amusé avec ce disque, et ce plaisir se ressent à
l’écoute. Pourtant, ce disque n’a rien de facile, mais les pièces sont
courtes, bien ciselées et menées avec la résolution d’un enfant
déterminé... jusqu’à ce qu’il s’intéresse à autre chose. Kwang manie la
matière sonore en grands mouvements larges, un peu à la manière des
acousmaticiens. En fait, les sonorités font même rétro, un peu comme le
projet Space de Rafael Toral peut faire rétro.
Of everything
I’ve heard from sound artist Goh Lee Kwang, Hands is by far his most
entertaining record. This he achieved without compromising his research
into the confines of sonic textures. But he’s being more playful here.
I’d bet he had more fun than usual with this record – at least I
believe I feel that coming from the music. That said, it’s not an easy
CD to listen to, but the tracks are short, focused, and carried with
the resolve of a determined child... well, determined until he finds
something else to do. Kwang manipulates sound matter in large
encompassing gestures, a little like academic acousmaticians. His sound
palette even sounds a bit retro, like Rafael Toral’s Space project.
- François Couture -
The Watchful Ear...
Today I have been listening to a new release by Malaysia’s most
prolific of electronic sound sculptors, Goh Lee Kwang. This new disc,
named Hands is newly released on Lee’s Herbal label, and is part of
another new offshoot series, Herbal Concrete.
Coming after the
amount of nineteenth century chamber music I listened to yesterday (I
worked my way through seven late Schubert quartets as the evening wore
on) Hands presents a real shock to the system. To begin with, the
sleeve design is rather lovely, a triptych of three colourful paintings
by Melissa Lin. The bright, happy images lure the listener into a false
sense of security though, as the music on the disc itself is raw,
dirty, and quite primitive in one sense or another. A link to a larger
view of the sleeve is here. The opening track Godot is coming I is
obviously Beckett inspired. A computer altered (or even generated?)
voice fades in steadily, stuttering over something unintelligible. This
track feels a bit like a something from the early Sixties experimental
concrete schools, the electronics used sound dated, and the piece
varies between being conceptually interesting and a little annoying,
but it doesn’t last too long. The second track on the album,
confusingly called Hands III begins with the sound of a fist tapping
regularly and continually on something wooden sounding, maybe just a
table. It comes and goes from time to time throughout the track, and is
joined by little streams of stuttering, skittery electronic sounds,
maybe the product of an analogue synth, but I suspect more likely a
digital replica of one. This track is quite nice, a brittle blend of
the purely acoustic and human with the unnatural, harsh opposite. A
good little study. There follows a track called Hands which follows a
similar pattern, but the sound of the tapping hand is replaced by what
might be a manipulated recording of something similar, a slowed down,
murky, echoey rhythm that is then overlaid with electronic squeals and
glitching. The mass of shapes formed between the two parts is nice
again here, but I prefer the earlier piece with its more tactile link
back to the human input into the music.
Three tracks named Tape
follow next, numerically ordered I, II and III. The first of these
pieces seems to return tot he concerns of the album’s opening track,
taking a sound, that might once have been a voice and wrenching it
steadily apart into an increasingly abstract stream of digital
splatter. This three and a half minute track seems to be as much about
the process used in its creation as the structure of the work in
itself. It is admittedly quite original, a kind of aural equivalent of
a sculptor taking a semi-abstract piece and twisting it violently,
pumping it full of air and throwing it at the walls. Tape II goes in
similar directions, a wild, clearly improvised work that reminds me of
a Franz Kline canvas, lines thrown across a canvas carefully but with
the impression being of complete chaos. Tape III is a further study of
similar ideas again. As this piece winds down though the original
sounds used give themselves away to be some kind of wind instrument,
maybe a jazz related sax or clarinet? For just half a second here and
there its as if the sculptor, having twisted and turned the form into
all kinds of shapes happened back upon the original shape. Certainly
here its clear there is no human voice at the heart of the music.
The
seventh track here is the Hands II piece missing from earlier on the
disc, and is a slow, longer (around thirteen minutes) work through more
grungy, snail paced sounds that curl themselves slowly into view in a
kind of low-fi electronics manner. GLK is never afraid to allow
non-pretty sounds to take centre stage, and on this piece a heavy
growling groan of a sound, similar to deep guitar feedback wrenches
right across the piece, gathering momentum slowly until about halfway
through the track when I had to reach for the volume dial. It holds its
place until the last few minutes when little glimpses of badly
obliterated music can be heard behind it, maybe jazz pieces that sound
like they were dug up from tenth generation cassette tapes found in a
bath of acid. For all of its ugliness and extreme use of harsh sounds I
liked this piece quite a bit.
The second last piece on the album
is named Godot is Coming II and returns to the sci-fi pinging and
belching of the opening piece, though here any trace of a voice is
completely removed. For those in the UK of a certain age The Clangers
spring to mind, something that in my opinion is never a good thing when
it comes to electronic music. Whilst it offset the heavy qualities of
the track before it this piece didn’t do much for me, and at four
minutes in length it tested my patience a little. The last two and a
half minute track is named Tap Type and resembles how some kind of
minimal electronica artist might have sounded if he had gone down with
the Titanic rather than the brass band. There are repeated rhymic
motifs with warped Sun Ra-esque organ sounds and toy keyboards thrown
all over the top, but it all sounds blurred and hazy. Its hard to take
this piece seriously as it has a kind of novelty feel to it, but while
there is humour present right throughout this album the track is not a
joke piece.
Certainly Hands is very original and an increasingly
mature statement from GLK who is progessively moving away from standard
laptop/electronics fare and finding an area of experimental sound that
is his own. In places Hands seems to try and do a little too much in
one outing, but in places, such as on most of the Tape and Hands pieces
there is some interesting and expressive work going on here. Hard to
know who to recommend this one to, its natural audience isn’t clear,
simply because of its originality, and that can’t be a bad thing at all.
- Richard Pinnell -