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Henri Pousseur - Parabolique d'Enfer (Parabolic From Hell)


  • Dostępność: Jest
  • Producent: Sub Rosa
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This recording will be our first posthumous recording of Henri Pousseur.

It is the sixth release (out of eight) in our catalog devoted to this composer's experimental and electronic works. It also marks the end of the trilogy on the Parabolic works (following the 1972 unreleased recordings
and the 2001 collective performance). This time around, we have a piece built through another major Pousseur work: Leçon d'Enfer (composed in 1990-1991 around Arthur Rimbaud). This previously unreleased version was realized by Henri Pousseur in Cologne in 1992.

This release was important to Henri Pousseur, as it concludes, in a sense, the Paraboles trilogy, after 1972's
8 Etudes Paraboliques (released as a 4-CD box set SR174 comprised of all the etudes to be used as the basis
for all current and future mixes) and 4 Parabolic Mixes (SR199, 2001, on which four composers - Robert
Hampson, Philip Jeck, Markus Popp, and Pousseur himself) tackled those source tapes. This suite of works was gradually pushing composition further into the territory of destruction and abstraction. This final installment, a mix made from the 1972 Etudes, as should be, integrates a major external element (something already planned in the initial design): another work by Pousseur, Leçons d'Enfer, a complex piece of musical theatre dedicated to the memory of Arthur Rimbaud and composed in 1991 for the centennial of the poet's death. This work, over 100 minutes long, was written for two actors, three singers, seven musicians (clarinet, alto
saxophone, tuba, harp, piano, and two percussions), tapes (including traditional Ethiopian music and field
recordings from that area), and electroacoustic devices.
With this version, Henri Pousseur shows how the deep impression left by a work in constant mutation can take
different guises. The Rimbaud pictured in this flux is neither the promising teenager, nor the striking
genius, nor even the desperate man struggling in vain in an empty landscape; it is an appeased hybrid breathing the ebullient air of the final times.

Henri Pousseur 1929-2009