Eh bien, mon prince, I embedded Florent Ghys' splendid appropriative repurposing mashification of The President of the United States -- "We'll Invest in What Works" -- below. Today, two more of M. Ghys' efforts.
First, "Clignotants" ["Blinkers"], shot in and around the brickbound streets of Bordeaux. Beyond the music, which I am digging quite completely for weeks now, I am particularly fond of the illuminated cadeusis that crops up at 5:39 and that gets its close up right around 7:11 in this clip:
Next, the piece that was my own first discovery of les plaisirs Ghysien. itsnotyouitsme is the performing combination of NYC composer/ violinist Caleb Burhans and composer/guitarist Grey McMurray, and their debut EP release Walled Gardens is well worth your while. This is Florent Ghys' one man version of the highlight of that collection, "we are malleable, even though they seem to own us." As I have commented at Vimeo, this version may actually excel the excellent original. Just watching it play out is pure pleasure:
Supplements and Afterthoughts:
- An excerpt from a performance of "we are malleable . . ." by its creators can be seen/heard here, and the entire original version can be streamed at New Amsterdam Records, an entity that is itself deserving of a separate post sometime.
- Post title derived from Joni Mitchell's "The Jungle Line" (The Hissing Of Summer Lawns). Her word is actually "circuits" rather than "circus," but that's how I've always heard it and that's how I'll always like it. I can't find a ready link to the original version, but you can hear Leonard Cohen intone it -- and prove again, if proof were needed, that Joni Mitchell is in fact a poet -- in Grammy-winning tandem with Herbie Hancock, here. (That version is very good. I miss, though, the looped Burundi drummers of the original recording, one of the very first effective uses of sampling and a sound I still sometimes hear in dreams.)
- Ah ha! Here they are: Les tambourinaires du Burundi.