RAW LINES 2013
The second part of a trilogy for saxophone solo: bdta
"What lies beyond extended techniques? It is a fascinating micro-macro world of sound. L'urban-mecanico-steel and beton- an intellectual sense of time after now - Thank you."
Barre Phillips, Puget-Ville
CANTO 2010
“Canto, a haunting
piece that soars by virtue of its sostenuto and harmonics!”
Wolfgang Mitterer,
Vienna
“A seemingly endless breath that barely rises
and falls, yet whirs on its surface through a microcosm of harmonics, brittle
flageolets and crackling sounds. A sound effect fascinatingly strange, evoking
associations of nocturnal moths fluttering about a fire.”
Carsten Fastner, Der
Falter, Vienna
“...Remembering and nothing, that sound, that sound, that endless sound, that long breath of sound that permits no empty spaces, that self-sustains itself in the stillness of time forgotten...”
Franz Dodel, Boll
“The clever exploitation of a single concept across an ideal duration of just over 26 minutes makes a rewarding listen of Canto,
a work for solo soprano saxophone by Swiss Christian Kobi. This
website’s regular attendants are aware of my constant invectives
concerning the standardization of formerly “extended” techniques in
today’s improvisation, especially as far as reeds are concerned. Almost
every time I pick something from that area of “investigation”, the feel
is like that of being hit by droplets of saliva by the hundred, getting a
cold from the chilly currents coming from inside those tubes in the
meantime. Kobi realized that the problem could be solved by transforming
a trite trick into the essential layer of his music, and that from that
bubbling, raspy stratum beautiful things can still come out, under the
guise of strained pitches and hoarse upper partials that exist, wobble,
waver and affirm their right to be a part of the composition against all
odds. It’s that simple, really. The combinations of tarnished
abstraction and concrete tones – the latter of weak constitution, yet
shining of a peculiarly refracting light – add up to a short, sharp and
attractive minimalist piece that deserves to be both lauded and
replayed. Loud, relatives permitting.”
Massimo Ricci, Roma