Lionel Marchetti and Yôko Higashi
In the mirror motionless like a ring
I see a fleeing light, she disappears
from the world, so great is her speed
that one sees of her nothing but the
void she leaves.
— Pier Paolo Pasolini
A musique concrète composition, produced between
2007 and 2009. Pétrole features contributions from
Dominique Repecaud (electric guitars) and Axel Dörner
(trumpet) alongside the esoteric talents of Bertrand
Sinapi (the whistler), Rocco Calaudi (Harley Davidson
conductor), Kinuko Higashi (whip) and Yuko Higashi
(Citroen CX 2000) amongst others. With thanks to
Akin Fernandez, Daido Moriyama and Hisako Motoo.
Edition of 300 copies
I have always found it quite hard to write about musique concrète
without just repeating the same thoughts over and over. I never
really hear much in the way of tension, or obviously emotive
expression in this area of music, and generally just enjoy [its]
architectural elements. The fourth track here is a good example.
A hammering rhythm gives way to a loud, unidentifiable noise a
bit like a fairground ride layered many times over, then suddenly
a motorbike, a loud bang and the distressing sound of a girl seem-
ingly short of breath is set against a swirl of wind sounds. It all
comes thick and fast, and is put together well to give the music
a strong sense of propulsion, and my pleasure comes from that
sense of not knowing where it will go next, what will appear on
the next page of the scrapbook. Marchetti is probably my favourite
exponent of the concrète genre these days, and while his music
often contains the more predictable elements of this area of
composition he somehow also maintains some degree of vitality
in his work that still attracts me. The recordings here sound crisp
and fresh, and the use of sudden disparate elements in the music
keep things from drying up into complete predictability.
Pétrole is indeed a lot of fun, but it is also a very nicely crafted
piece of work, as good a piece of modern musique concrète as
you are likely to hear.
Richard Pinnell at The Watchful Ear