FELIX KUBIN UND DAS MINERALORCHESTER – music for theatre and radio play

(CD, dekorder)

Some weeks ago I finally made the step and purchased “Uncle Meat” by Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention, a double CD of almost all instrumental music that is, at least for me, hard to decipher at all means. And this here album of tracks by Felix Kubin and the Mineral Orchestra has the same kind of apocryptic enigma to me. The more I listen to the music and lyrics and the compositions, the harder I find it to even start to describe what it is about. I could fall for the easy way and start to announce what I hear, something along the lines of: rhythmically challenging, fascinating electronic tracks, that sound like something really old has been taken to be mangled in laptops and re-generated into something new, with lyrics here and there, spoken words, sounding off all kinds of synthies and keyboards, always in a sophomore and serious manner, song based yet spreading out to less fixed forms of music as well, et cetera, et cetera. But I feel, this kind of catalogue wouldn’t help anybody.

This CD contains parts of scores written for three soundtracks, two for theatrical plays and one for a radio play, which on the one hand perhaps partly explains the high-brow and “artistic” (let’s call it that for lack of a better word) approach the tracks have. Meaning, that they sound very well though through and cleverly crafted, in all the avant-garde fashion of meta-levels and multi-sidedviewpoints, that is obviously necessary when spending a lot of money, time and effort on something purely intellectual, such as dramatic art. On the other hand, the tracks all spread a certain, and then quite varying emotionality. There are melancholic tracks and happy ones, some remind of the Roaring Twenties shows, some of the circus, some of late night diseasters.

Friends of state of the art techno and high flying digital sound concepts will definitely not be friends with this album. Also the large number of people looking for a certain groove won’t be able to take this one home. The listener has to have a more artistic and detached approach to music, able to see art as it is and as a worthwhile endeavour in itself even without an entertainment factor. Which is not to say that the music on here does not entertain, highly so it does, but the main set is one definitely more focused on an effect than on an atmosphere. Therefore a listener able to secure a meta-level of reception, will definitely enjoy a lot on here more. And I even started talking about the male Russian choirs coming up or the spastic big band. After all, maybe all I want to say is, that this is a difficult album – and meant to be that way.

Felix Kubin has a reputation for re-living dadaist and futurist ideas in a modern day manner on and off during his artistic career. Me, I have been fascinated by the dadists and futurists for quite some time, but I never had time to involve myself in their ideas deep enough, I relied more on friends to tell me the best things and acts late at night in some coffee shops or pubs. Wherever live would lead us. From their political escapades (and errors) via the shows and magazines edited to – and that maybe especially – their fascination with all kinds of noise and noise making machinery. In contrast to what I imagine them to have sounded, the works by Felix Kubin on here sound almost straight forward. Which is another mystery in itself.

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03/2008