It could be a walrus. Some very large, ungainly, semi-aquatic creature expelling air through a hole layered with tissue and
fat and hairs. But then multiple apertures open at once and the creature just spouts information, chaotic from one angle, streamlined
from another. Effluvia momentarily expelled, the beast lies down and breathes in short, percolating gasps, quiet but insistent. The
pressure builds, however, surging in near-regular waves, causing the organ-walls to quiver, liquid to shudder, wind-drying them, forcing
them to grind to a stuttering halt. Gasping again, more desperate and asthmatic, the inhaler partially blocked by fibers, the meager air
whistling as it's sucked in, exhaled. At last, the whole bubbling, churning, motoric organism shifts into gear, half-beast, half-machine,
navigating through viscous fluid, eating, excreting, copulating as it makes its way from pool to pool.
These were my initial thoughts on hearing Martin Küchen's solo album, before seeing the cover image! I was pleased that my imagery at least
resided in the proper class, mammalia. Küchen's work had always connoted something extremely organic to me, combined with a strong sense
of ground, of dirt and well-trodden floors. On "The Lie & The Orphanage", he evokes both of those sensations in spades, grinding, wheezing,
gutturally rumbling with extreme corporeality and determination, eliciting sounds that, even in this age of post-saxophonic exploration,
are startlingly new. Much more importantly, they read as true, as deeply felt expostulations, all building to the astonishingly visceral,
multi-tracked finale. Strong, vital work.
written by Brian Olewnick
One of the reasons for forgetting could be the guilt generated by the winners, no? This is one of the ways of turning official history
into most intimate memories. Can you guess when has it started?
My father came to Sweden first time in 1949 - since his grandmother and grandfather and his aunts already were living here - as some Jews
in exile. Regardless how rarely he has expressed himself over these matters he said he tried immediately to suppress his German heritage;
later it expressed itself as that he didn't speak German to us at home. So we didn't learn, me and my brother; that motherlanguage is forever
lost with us. so - yes - guilt he has, but mostly suppressed, not really acknowledged by him or his family later on... And the more lies we
are surrounded by - even though they are not acknowledged as lies, but as truth, it affect us in such a bad way - only therefore the lies has
to be confronted; cause it is physical.
You said lies need to be confronted - you didn't say we need to replace them with truth…
I don't know if we can overcome anything, but to be able to confront official, established versions of events is crucial for our well-being.
But who knows the truth? But since I believe lies are somehow (meta)physical, we can see them, if we are allowed, and the mere act of seeing
what then obviously has to be false - is the revelation. And in today's society we are actually not allowed to discuss freely and we are fed
with deliberate disinformation, disguised as truth.
an excerpt from Michal Libera's interview with Martin Küchen
Music played by Martin Küchen (STIM/NcB) on baritone and alto saxophones and pocket radio. On track 8 also tenorsaxophone was used.
Recorded at Vallkärra Kyrka, Sweden, on the 23rd of March 2009 by Jakob Riis.
Mixed and mastered by Jakob Riis and Martin Küchen.
Cover photograph: James, from the series James & Other Apes by James Mollison.