Wordless

The other day I was going over my personal discography and came to the realisation that despite being a singer, pretty much most of the music I’ve created and released over the years is actually instrumental.  I jotted down a few thoughts on why I’m drawn so much to instrumental music, and in particular the more left-field forms of instrumental rock music.

Thoughts on Instrumental Rock Music

To read more, go to http://www.danielknowler.co.uk/instrumental-music/some-thoughts-on-instrumental-rock-music/

If you have any recommendations for good instrumental albums, let me know in the comments!

Derek Bailey – On The Edge

I’ve been looking for this for ages.. In 1992 guitarist Derek Bailey made a four part documentary series with Channel 4 based on his excellent book, ‘Improvisation: Its Nature and Practice in Music‘.

Two episodes have been up on Ubuweb for a while now, but thanks to a recent post on the AMM blog I recently stumbled across all four episodes.

It’s a great series of films which look at the nature of improvisation in musics as diverse as Indian Raga, Country Music, Free Jazz, Flamenco and much more. Eloquently presented and a real work of love.

Here’s all four episodes for your viewing pleasure:

http://vimeo.com/37583209

http://vimeo.com/37583311

http://vimeo.com/37585383

http://vimeo.com/37586624

Guitar Hero

Derek BaileyFor me, one of the few guitarists to whom this accolade genuinely applies, without a trace of irony, is the late Derek Bailey. The Sheffield-born guitarist’s remarkable development from fairly conventional session musician to idiosyncratic, textured forms of new improvised music is a great example of an artist’s will to self-creation.

His approach was often seen as being wilfully difficult or abstract, and I’ve heard that a lot of people find his total rejection of melody, rhythm and song structure irritating or cold.

But deep in the guts of his fractured, wonky playing style lies a real sense of joy and genuine love for the natural sounds of the guitar. Rather than utilising electronics or effects, Bailey revelled in the pure earthy tones of the wooden body, the steel strings rattling against the neck, the scratching of fingers across the fretboard and the resonances and echoes of the instrument’s internal structure.

His gestures are little surprises to be unravelled both by the audience and by Bailey himself: You can actually hear him listening as he plays, immersing himself in every unexpected texture.

Later in his career, Bailey developed Carpal Tunnel Syndrome in his right hand. Rather than opting for risky surgery, he instead decided to react to the illness. To “find a way around it” as he says himself in the intro to his 2000 album ‘Carpal Tunnel’. His decision to change the shape of his art to fit the changes in his own body is a wonderfully playful and poignant example of creative honesty.

Unfortunately, his illness later developed into Motor Neurone disease, of which he died in the Winter of 2005 aged 75.

Whenever I feel bored by the guitar, or stuck in a bit of a rut, listening to Derek Bailey wakes me up, shakes me about and gives me a refreshing slap in the face. His music reminds me of just how endless an instrument the guitar can be.

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If you’d like to hear some of the instrumental guitar music I’ve been making, I’m giving away three free tracks (one from each of my solo records). Go here to get your free downloads: www.danielknowler.co.uk/free-track

Chrome – Half Machine Lip Moves

About 16 years ago when I was a tiny snivelling wretch of a teenage punk, a friend of mine played me a double vinyl album he’d bought (or more likely stolen) called ‘Terror – An Industrial Metal Compilation’.

Yes, it’s an awful title. And to be honest most of the music on it was terrible, with a few notable exceptions. One of which was Killing Joke’s visceral ‘Age Of Greed’… another was an immense sounding live version of Ministry’s ‘Stigmata’ … and another was a weird little song called ‘3rd From The Sun’ by a band I’d never heard of called Chrome.

It sounded like a mad scientist had tried to rebuild Pink Floyd out of broken car parts and faulty toasters but his creations had malfunctioned and decided to kill their creator and go play a gig at the bottom of the ocean.

After much searching I eventually tracked down a copy of Chrome’s 3rd LP from 1979, ‘Half Machine Lip Moves’. It was much much weirder even than their contribution to ‘Terror’.

‘Half Machine Lip Moves’ is wonky, psychedelic, badly recorded, disturbing, funny, acid drenched nonsense. And it’s also utterly brilliant. A speed-freak garage rock noise topped with incomprehensible lyrics babbling paranoid pseudo sci-fi glossolalia. Everything on this record sounds completely wrong, yet somehow works perfectly.

Noiseville records have recently reissued it (plus 2 other classic Chrome albums) on CD.

CHROME: Half Machine Lip Moves