The State of Davey
Essential
Curiosities in Musical Free Improvisation will reverberate in your
mind for a while. Just
like any sound, Davey Williams sets free to
fall up proving the first statement of his book:
“Rain is similar to music, except that it falls down instead of
up.”
Williams always
remains the complete package in all his creative actions – music,
painting and drawing, a cartoon book, and
photography. In his latest writing endeavor he gives us an opportunity
to peek inside his delightfully crazy and insightfully efficient way to
perceive, process, and express a piece of the universe he claims as his
own.
In Solo Gig,
Davey employs his unique capacity to be
hilariously wacky and profound at the very same time. Your mind might
require some time to warp itself around an insightful curiosity or two
–and your chest might be hurting from a burst of uncontrollable
laughter. It might happen repeatedly to
an unsuspected reader.
Williams’ style
also manifest clarity and precision – as he demonstrates in his
commentary on our tendency to perceive certain sounds as “musical”:
“In truth, what is there not to understand about series of sounds? Or
what to understand, for that matter? When’s the last time we didn’t
understand any other conflux of sounds? All these squeaks and whirs,
thumps out the window and voices in another room. The soundtrack to
whatever is going on at the moment in our lives accepted and understood
as part of our environment.” p.25
He also can be
deliciously concise addressing sometimes cantankerous notion of musical
form in contemporary: “Musical form itself is playable as another
instrument.” p.59
Solo Gig
also works as a manual for the casual mind bending:
”The world
of the living is inhabited by other living invisible worlds, such as the
world of sounds. And the unhearable worlds where sounds come from. And
apparently unknowable worlds where even silence does not exist.
And the facebook postings for these unknowable worlds,
which under adverse conditions may outnumber the worlds themselves.”
p.11
Original drawings,
collages, and photos add an extra dimension to the pleasant insanity of
the book. I wish – some of them will print better, but hey – it probably
would blow up the price of printing. Capitalism
has its limitations. Though captions for the
pictures look and read just fine, just take
this one on p. 40--
“Music
in dreams, like sex in dreams, rarely actually takes place.”
The book is
peppered with William Burroughs’s flavored inserts involving Carl who
“crept forward in the dark alert for enemy snipers, his tommy gun at the
ready” p.75 together with other distinct patterns of the irony
directed at Davey Williams the writer:” Hey everybody! I’m writing a
book! And now I feel a song coming in too. Little, old country thing,
goes like that…” p.53, an efficient preemptive strike that makes me
think of a Roman stoic Seneca who purportedly thought that an ability to
laugh at oneself is one of the main virtue of a human being.
In his book,
Williams stresses the communal nature of the musical endeavor: “Somehow,
being able to see (or to be a part of) the music creating itself places
both audience and the players inside its unfolding.
In its presence, the ongoing interaction explains itself, and we
realize that the audible music is simply a sonic by-product of the
collective intellect’s spirit play.” P.27
Solo Gig concludes
with a dreamingly warped landscape (p.141) with the caption that reads:
“All-terrain sonic:
there’s wild country out there, hombre.”
*And here the post-scriptum message from Davey
Williams:
“By the way, if you are
interested in music improvisation or want to know more about the scene,
please check out the online website the-improvisor.org, where you will
find -or contribute –articles, reviews, profiles, and many links
related to this global community.”
-Misha Feigin 2013
Solo Gig is
available on Amazon.com.
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